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Saturday, September 7, 2013

WTFSutter S6 Ep31

How some people stay in business is beyond me

How some outfits or business’ stay in business is beyond me. Now granted this damn economy is hurting everyone, but there are some firms that I truly wonder about. Especially those who you cannot get in touch with. Example the outfit in Boise we are subcontracting this pin up girl project through. Can’t ever get a ring and an answer . All I get is voice mail. There are two reasons one gets straight voice mail or many rings and voice mail consistently. Either the person on the other reason, looks at caller ID and filters out the call and does not want to answer, or two they’re crooks, busted and hiding from people they owe money to. I don’t think the latter but I do think the first.

Then there are those that claim to be all that but fall short. If girls of the flock are looking for work elsewhere it usually means that the agent is out of business, or owes a heap of a lot and again is hiding.

Usually I’m panicking by this time. But not this year. And it’ll be again a run to Salt Lake City to Urban Talent, get our gals, and pay to bring them up here to shoot 2015’s calendar somewhere in April. So far only two have came forth and 10 months of a 12 month calendar don’t cut it, more over maybe we ain’t paying enough or something but I’d think for 8 hours of work, in no swim suits, or bikinis that we could find local gals even going to CSI or some such willing to do a bit of classic posing. but no , so hey no skin off my nose.

It’s like I have said before, there is 12 months on my lease here in Twin Falls, if things don’t shift around towards the proper direction by this time next year, there will not be an AyreWolf Aviation nor Cooter’s Toewing in Idaho no more. Or at least the Tragic Valley of Idaho. The reason we have stayed solid these many years is careful planning and knowing where every dime and penny goes or comes from, by being on deck all the time and answering the phone and following through on everything. Not accepting nor doing anything by credit. I buy everything with cash. Gas, for the trucks, parts for the trucks and aircraft, getting good prices on everything. Do you know and many of you do, ours is the oldest single owner, by the same owner ran today by the same owner towing service in the Tragic Valley? In short its like my Mom said when I was younger, the best way to get on and stay on your feet is to get off your butt.

Back to work, but thought I’d share that with you.

Oh to SpeedConnect, sorry I missed your tech yesterday, but in towing when the phone rings I gotta go. Still having issues with maintain connection, speed is okay, but connection follow through or throughput is not working right.

L8R ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Some people regard discipline as a chore. For me, it is a kind of order that sets me free to fly.
--Julie Andrews

Colossians 1:28“He is the one we proclaim, admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom, so that we may present everyone fully mature in Christ.”

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The story of LexiBelle

This story starts in Twin falls Idaho in 1976.

Upon a visit to my cousin Judy’s a friend of her then husband Rod, was Steve Crossley, who as it turned out owned Steve’s Texaco and of course Steve’s Towing of Ogden Utah.

Up until that time, my profession of choice was flying Air Med or something similar. However my life changed dramatically on that day in Ogden Utah. I wanted to go see a high school girl friend and pal around with some of my Layton Lancer football team friends, not to mention the Street Commanders which was part of the early beginnings of what we all have now as the Knytes-of-Anarchy, but that’s getting off point.

So to get out of Judy’s drive way , Steve's 75 Dodge Tow truck had to be moved. Steve was too busy partying so he threw me the key and said go ahead and move it.

What happened next is very hard to describe, and I suppose nobody else saw it as it was a point of Heavenly discovery, but the very second I climbed in that old Dodge Tow Truck, the outside of the truck was nothing but a pure purple blue, the inside pure white, and a hand came upon my shoulder and a voice told me this would be what I would do as my primary profession for the rest of my life.

For nearly two years I trained under the watchful eye of two of the best in the business. John Nausbaum, of Johnny’s Towing Twin Falls, and Tommy Thompson of TNT Towing of Boise. Both taught me so much about how to hook up, recover, and tow. They taught me about the business side, and both got me into TRAA. But then I needed a truck and service territory.

It was one of those early crisp fall mornings in Twin Falls, when at what used to be a Sambos Pancake house Restaurant, that I first saw her. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Oh I knew of her from Dave’s Conoco(Mr. GAS now) on Blue Lakes Blvd, but I never had taken in her majesty nor beauty before. She sat there just as dawn was peeking over the eastern horizon, her cab and marker lights cutting through the misty early morning fog, her pipes with the smokey gray vapor oh she was just a sexy as as any human female could ever be, little did I know that she and I would be together for life.

So I followed Dave her then owner of only a year, to his radiator shop on South Park in Twin Falls. yes Valley Towing and Radiator the best place to take a leak.

A deal was made between Mom, and Dave, I’d work there, wages would be applied to the purchase in turn I’d run with driver Ray Dyer and learn how to use her.

In April 1978, about two weeks after my Dad had passed away, and with a little friction between Mom and I , the day had come. Mom thought I needed another year at working for Dave, but the loss of Dad was such that Mom thought the truck would fill that space at least partly.

$8,000.00 later, lettering taken off ready for mine, and 35 miles to Hazzard, and the rig was on her way home with me.

I love that truck, I slept in her that first night, I ate my meals in that truck and I think if I could have mated with that truck I would have done and still would today.

From the recovery of Evil Knevil’s flying rocket bike, to a 5 ton with 80 bags of spuds that truck never has let me down always got the job done.

But what to call my company, I fiddled around with several names, but one day I was walking up the long road from the house to the mailbox, I was thumbing through my latest issue of the old Overdrive that had in it, the Tow Truck of the month. As I always do , took the magazine to the head, and saw in there the Tow Truck of the month, the trucks name was the Happy Hooker. It wasn’t long after one of Tommy’s promotional gigs that had the tag on a T shirt that read our Hookers Handle All Sizes, that combination, decided the base name for my tow company, Highway Hooker Toewing.

A few years later of course the General Lee got into my hands and the relationship of all things Hazzard and Dukes started.

But dear old Lexi had not yet been named . To make this a bit short, I had moved to Blackfoot, Idaho doing well towing and all, and there was this really hot, car hop at what is Rupe’s Burgers there , her name was Alexis or Lexi for short.

One night in my truck, before the bucket seats were installed, behind the Albertson’s food store there, Alexis and I christened the truck, and the truck has been Lexi ever since. The Belle part is part of the name of Greg(Pappy) Boyington who in WWII assembled what many today know as the VMF214 BlackSheep, that I also had the privilege of serving in under the reformed squadron the VMA214 BlackSheep.

Today with nearly 1,million, 600,000 miles LexiBelle still lives, and serves me daily. Although she has seen better days looks wise and is in need of a serious make over, LexiBelle>and I will be together in the afterlife as well. Many have tried to buy her, one even wanted her for scrap iron, but there are and it is written, that when I take that last exit from the road of life, I will be cremated, poured in the fuel tank of LexiBelle, circulated throughout, and LexiBelle will be buried with me. There is no other thing on this earth that I treasure more. NOTHING. LexiBelle has towed everything I have asked her to, recovered I don’t know how many cars, trucks even a few John Deer tractors, pulled down trees to clean an impound yard, pulled a cattle truck three times her size up a 90 degree incline, went to my wedding, took me on two honeymoons, was there as I made love to other gals on those weddings, and if you should know every lady I have known has been jealous of LexiBelle, as LexiBelle is my real love. When I meet a gal I take her to meet LexiBelle, if LexiBelle starts upon that introduction that’s LexiBelle telling me that the lady is okay, if LexiBelle does not start, I tell the lady sorry, LexiBelle does not approve. LexiBelle decides everything. Somebody said its like someone is living inside that steel, of LexiBelle, I’m not so sure they are wrong. I would like to think its my Dad, since the advice and all is like that of my Dad even though I call the truck LexiBelle.

LexiBelle and I have seen white out snows, steep grades so icy many could not travel on, even Mom’s funeral. I have owned 10 different smaller vehicles in my life, but LexiBelle has always been there. Dig this, one engine, one rear end, one set of replacement shocks, and one PTO cable. Not bad for a rig with LexiBelle’s mileage and age.

And that’s the story of LexiBelle.

The one thing though I have always wanted though and I’m still trying to find a artist who paints etc to do it, is a painted portrait of LexiBelle.

Future plans?

That in an upcoming article, stay toewing.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person, hypocrisy begins.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, September 6, 2013

Making dreams a success, even in small towns

In the very rural town of Roberts Idaho with a population near as small as Bliss, is a renowned eating place like no other in Idaho.

For us of southern culture it’s the kind of place that we in The Knytes base our idea of a bar/grill. But I’m getting off topic.

The place did not start off as it has become. When BJ’s there in Roberts started it was in a moderate length wise grain bin. Together BJ , his mother and a few siblings turned BJ’s into a Cajun, southern paradise. Today , BJ’s is open 4 nights a week and entry is by reservation only. In back and next door is the VOODOO Lounge. Numerous articles have been written about BJ’s>but from one who has experienced the place, eating gumbo and crawdad, drinking Dixie area brews and digging on classic New Orleans Jazz, it makes one not want to ever leave. But it says one thing, dreams can come true, aspirations can happen, even in a small town. The trick, not to say it can’t be done, or can’t be done here. It may take awhile, and your going to bump heads, and yes Roberts does enjoy having a 100,000 population town just 20 miles away and income from the NAVY the NAVY runs the reactor over near ARCO, but still I look at both Buhl and Hazzard(Hagerman) and think, why does everything have to be in Twin Falls or Boise? Can’t we do what they do here? The problem besides many of the female gender who fear for their safety, from a crew of bikers and pilots, is that the greater Magic Valley was growing , but slammed on the brakes due to fears of what if we grow too much. The area economy lost some major players in jobs, and thus, decided to just give up. Add that to the area clannish thing that used to be just in small towns, that has grown to near pandemic proportions, here. Buhl and Hazzard are more open minded.

Any way my vision is fading, too many brews at lunch, need to sleep this off to be able to handle toew calls on a Pay Day Friday. See ya’ll on the radio Saturday.

L8R

Quote of the Day:
What I hear, I forget. What I see, I remember. What I do, I understand.
--Confucius

John 14:23“Jesus replied, “Anyone who loves me will obey my teaching. My Father will love them, and we will come to them and make our home with them.”

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Don’t say ya’ll are, when ya’ll ain’t.

So I bust balls, getting done with my afternoon duties to meet this chick by the name of Elaine who calls me and all saying she’s interested in the clubs radio station career position. Guess what got to Anchors, the clubs hangout since its in a public place and where if a few other members surfaced they could meet her too. Guess what never showed. Why call me and disturb my day, saying you want a shot at the job when ya’ll don’t. If your not deadly interested, don’t call or email. Pretty easy ain’t it.

What’s funny and I’ll say it again, that gals from Boise and Salt Lake City want to shake the tree, more over will come down from Boise on a meet and greet, yet our local stuck up gals here only want to tease. I say if not interested or just kicking tires, don’t bother us.

Then the gal I was thinking would help on organizing the book, of AyreWolf as it will be called, decided to get pissy. Again, she’s the one who wanted to read the blogs, thought the gig we do had promise, and wanted to read more. Again if you don’t want me or the club to bother you, DO NOT RING the DAMN Door Bell. Don’t say you do when ya’ll don’t. Doesn’t she seem to realize, that it was strictly to be pals? Her help me do the book? I did not and I thought I’d made that clear, did not do not want to date or mate with her in any way. She gave off the noises she wanted some input on why guys don’t trust her and women in general. Really? Maybe look in the mirror. Maybe what is making her current Bo and men, turn away is that the same guys get happy with being friendly only to get your hand bit off. Excuse me.

Any way had a great lunch at Anchors, great conversation, and all but that in no way is stopping plans for the Reaper.

In closing and about the town of Richfield. Once upon a time, there was a little hamburger place up there that treated the club with honor, at least for awhile. The club looked at putting a studio, there as well as putting a place there for Hazzard County Choppers as well as Dixie Toewing there. Reason? A friend and associate member Mike Bright of the Lincoln County Sheriffs Office said it’d be a good place. Ultimately the promises were removed, the welcome mat took up, and the door closed. However up near there is a blue cabbed, 175 military tank recovery unit on a hefty 6X6 that used to be called the Animal, which is LexiBelle>which is the Animals little cousin. Used to be owned by Twin Falls Body & Paint, then by some dentist from Jerome. It sits up there somewhere in Richfield. I can see a good thing retaining the town, but could the town sustain much growth and even if it could would people there accept or welcome that growth?

Any way much to do here, more on the show overnight.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Give a man a fire and he's warm for a day, but set fire to him and he's warm for the rest of his life.
--Terry Pratchett

Media is our platform but not all who we are or I am

So was looking over the clubs email inbox at Yahoo, and the gal from Richfield Idaho commented that all of this is just going to be on TV, I couldn’t understand what she meant, but TV and radio are the tools we use to deliver the education of the clubs platform. Not that TV and radio is all who we are.

Let’s face it, the public today is idiotic. They do little in the form of reading, most have their TV’s on and radios and IPODS etc blaring. If HazzardAyre and all is there we get to get inside their brains to get them to think about a new way of living and thinking.

Now I may have leaned on this a bit hard last night when our lady friend from Richfield was there speaking of how men don’t trust women, and other domestic relationship problems, in that she might have thought I was going for a meet up to get closer for a he and she matchup. So let me quickly explain something.

Our Nurse GoodBody, we called her that as at the time she signed on with us in 2009, she was a trained nurse, and has even today a great package, but it was more a throwback to the old TV show HeeHaw. Ellie May, does look much like Nurse GoodBody Gunilla Hutton. Taking this further even today Ellie May is still one of if not my best friend on earth, but even when she was hooked up with her husband and kids, both hubby and kids and I also became friends. Heck her hubby would always pack lunch for us so she could bring it to the studio so we’d have munchies. Along with the organic root beer and all. I’d go to church and sit with them, the fact is a guy can be a friend with a gal, without it getting romantic. Granted if I had known there was trouble in the nest at her house at the time I might have leaned a bit harder towards getting closer, but even today her guys all get along with me and vice versa. Ellie May is a super person, come mid year next year if her schedule between school and all allows she’ll be back in studio. Along with the hopeful applicants we get on air , that after nearly 4 years we are still looking for a full female on air staff. There are many gals who apply, but working around rebel kountry boys that ride Harley’s and fly, many gals get put off. The fact that our radio shows while Christian , are not exactly LDS approved. The mini skirt,heels and hose are obvious, but it goes back to the two throw backs , the Dukes-of-Hazzard our original baseline, and of course HeeHaw, both leggy shows, both in nylon hose as nylons just make legs look better, and the fact that if a gal can put on the threads they will be wearing in studio as we’ll be streaming the radio shows over Internet as an IPTV(Internet-Protocol)TV station, so not only can we be heard but seen the look of the show and all needs to be there. Bad legs , and all means a rethink on the who, and will she be the kind of person we want on air.

More L8R Have a meeting to get to.

Oh By The Highway, the local Twin Falls hangout is once again Anchors, see ya’ll there.

L8R Ya’ll