But does she have pretty feet and toes and do they smell

So you are about to meet the beauty of your dreams, Her torso is so curvy, her breasts not big, not small , just right, her nipples just perky, her legs are ultra grand then you get to her feet, are they free of blemishes, corns, hammertoes ? Do they smell like roses or lilacs or are they so dry , patchy and smell like someone just opened a bag of corn chips?

One of the most important parts of a lady that I look at, and admire and is key in my screening for TV talent for HazzardAyre and especially Cooter’s Toewing is the gals feet. In nylons or not, I think, are they the delicate little gems with toes so sweet you could just lap em up in hot chocolate, if so the gal has a plus in our auditions, and in my personal searches. If not, I usually pass.

The feet are a view into a gals self esteem. If a woman cares enough to moisten and take care of their feet and toes they care enough to make themselves unforgettable, and that’s important. If a gal remembers to wear good looking leggings, nylons etc, they are the kind of woman that cares about going the distant and giving attention to detail. The gal or model that doesn’t care about her peds and all , is the gal or model talent that doesn’t care about themselves much or has something to hide. This means She’ll not be good details in a production or remembering . And this can create havoc on a days shoot.

Let me outline this in three examples.

1st and of course there is Robin, Miss Dixie-Diesel 1993. Her name was Robin, she applied at our Rupert Idaho shop/studio in 1992. She read a two maybe three lined ad, she called I told her what was needed, she came in, of course in a skirt, heels, nylons. Her feet were manicured, sweet smelling and it was very easy to work with her. Then there was the ad to welcome The Dukes, in their first reunion movie on CBS. We booked air time , thought we had one talent from one agency , the agency opted out, so we in desperation I found a gal at Barbizon Models in Salt Lake City. The gal was the owners daughter. The day of the shoot, she shows, but it was snowing. So she came in, in tennis shoes, cotton socks covering her nyloned feet and toes. Needless to say her feet were pew. After take 35 and me throwing up, we had the scene in can and aired, but no way would I work with her again.

Then there is our Miss Nurse GoodBody, Erin. She answered an ad from us in Gooding Idaho. She called to set an interview/audition, when I mentioned toes in hose, her only two questions were stockings or Pantyhose? But when she got there, her feet and all were clean, sweet and a treat. She was not offended by her feet or toes. She became our main foot person>  I worked with her and still do from time to time although these days she’s busy with school, and children and medical career. But She did what was required, she showed she cared about the project, and I knew she would because she took care of her feet, toes and wasn’t stuck up about allowing someone to touch them, or interact with her feet/toes. That meant to me most anything else was easy for her to get into and I knew she was not introverted.

So next time your looking at that special lady ask the question to yourself, does she have pretty feet and toes, and/or do they smell ? If good you have a good lady, if not stay away from her.

Until we see each other on air tonight overnight, the afternoon show has been cancelled due to some tech glitches, but we’ll be in the cab of your truck and your computer and Iphone, starting at 11:00PM.

TTYL

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kNYTE hAUL

Last eve into just a short time ago, the SAC Council of the Wolf-Pack met, at Denny’s here and the grand decision is, that the AyreWolvez name will stay. The minor disputed noises of that being too self serving to my company AyreWolf Aviation to put it, Commander Stott’s words, Absurd. With me about to take over as area Commander and all , plus what the Wolf-Pack is, in being the teeth of the Knytes, and with the Knytes-of-Anarchy being reborn as the Hazzard County Knytes, to change everything to many of us sits as well as a bad hot dog you had at breakfast.

Many of the Wolf-Pack are in the thoughts of too many outsiders is calling shots or suggesting things that is not in their realm. Both clubs have busted butts for 7 years bringing things to where we are at and if we keep chipping away at our images and foundation the whole organization is going to crack up. That’s a crash course nobody wants. So again the Ayre Knytes thing was voted down and the AyreWolvez stays.

In that same vein, another suggestion and while a degree may and I say maybe, don’t push the maybe baby, our graphics are too busy, is something to chew on, however the gals on the covers and all are us. The theory our friend has is that the show HazzardAyre and its adjoined network, is being tuned into by mostly women, I say not so.

HazzardAyre is aimed at 80%male gearheads, truckers,toewers and yes properly discharged and active duty Marine and Naval aviators. Showing some female skin on visuals is one thing most genuine male corpuscles want to view. This comes around more than Flash chasing her tail. hot bodies of the female gender with rides of all kinds is as American and natural as the darn mechanical things themselves.

From Henry Ford, to EasyRiders, and in between, from the original Overdrive Magazine, to TowBabes off of Facebook, babes and rigs, byrds, and rides, look better with a hot gal enhancing the images. Whether its Courtney Hansen giving some eye candy to PowerNation(PowerBlock) on Spike to the former Michelle Smith of American Thunder putting on the frosting, if its got a gal involved a real He man is going to give the whatever attention to it.

Last here this morning b4 I head to bed so I can get you up in the AM on Wyld Ayre Radio, SAC, has given a cautionary green light to investigating the concept of doing up a bunch of TV ads and publication ads for both shows. We will be working with our webmaster to create another channel and site strictly for WyldAyre, that said, I notice that only myself are tuning into the HazzardAyre channel on Livestream. {www.livestream.com/hazzardayreradio} As such we need to reach out and draw more of you in to tuning in. So a media blitz is about to roll out. I have enlisted the help of one of our associate members Grant Anderson, for his help in the effort and the talent agency he is part of.

Untyl L8R TTYL

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If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do all the rest have to drown too?
--Steven Wright

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KnyteMare on Monroe Street in Ogden

So we get near to Monday a afternoon where I am to audition talent for the website and TV ads, and eventually movie, at 15:00 hours. When I looked at my tasks reminded me hey you have a flyover for a funeral to do. OOps, so sent out an email to McCarty's on the situation to reschedule so hope that filters out okay. Let you know Tuesday morning. Which is why the radio show this preve eve into morning was shorter than normal, as I need sleep.

It’s one thing when we loose one of the Knytes, like Douggy a last week, but when one of the Wolf-Pack is in need that takes precedent over everything else.

So needing sleep to fly, I caught bed early.

Now then of all the talent I’m auditioning is a guy at Suzi’s agency, the one I’m banking on is Grant Anderson. Grant and I spent a bunch of personal time together when I lived in the same complex in Bountiful. I can work with the guy, plus he’s a great advisor, and can tell me when I’m getting a bit over the top.

Now then , friend of mine next door arrives home early from his churchy thing, so he invites me to dinner. Salmon. I’m not a big fish fan , but hey its grub and brew time.

Now B4 any body starts thinking I hang with too many guys and not enuff gals, understand I’m in no way queer, but thing is the stuck up super churchy chics they have in both Utah and Idaho are well too stuck up. They act like their ass don’t stink, and they should be worshiped. I’m not into that, plus I have one gal that I pattern all the gals I would even get personally involved with that being Gretchen Wilson country music star. She’s into guy things, chews Skoal, and has a heart. Her shoes or someone identical could park their Justin boots under my bed any time, any gal not meeting Gretchen’s standards need not look at me with going past a friend or business. The prissy types don’t cut it, the preppies don’t deliver, and the super hotties are all show no go, kinda like a hot rod Honda, paint and body look good, but no muscle under the hood.

So a meal three brews , which I’m enjoying more here, and it was show time on HazzardAyre.

So with that I’m outta here, as I said on last nights show as well as here in HazzardAyre Gazzette, my focus as it stands is Cooter’s A1 Toewing, AyreWolf Aviation, and radio including HazzardAyre Radio as well as the movie by the same name going into production in July, are all secondary. I toew, I fly, and radio-media as more of a professional hobby.

TTYL

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--Ken Dodd

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Half a Century plus 5

As I roll down Spurlock Drive in Layton Utah, I see little has changed. Oh new people in three of the homes here, our old place still looks as it did, the little pine tree Dad and I planted oh so many years ago. The mounts on that chimney that Dad and I put up to support the Santa Clause we put up every year. The street goes though to a cardboard house subdivision yet it feels oddly enough , no different. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves a bit here.

On the 27th day of April of the year Buddy Holly died, at 01:05 hours in the single space sleeper cab of a 1956 Peterbilt COE just outside of Jerome Idaho, I was born. I came out at the behest of Dr. V.V. Telford of Twin Falls Idaho, just as we hit the parking lot of St. Benedicts Hospital, Dr. Telford spanked my feet, I opened my mouth and haven’t shut it very long since. I guess being born in a truck has meaning after all.

In 1962, with our families domestic cash flow on a string , my Dad took on a joint mission between the USMC and the USAF at Hill Air Force Base in Utah. The commute was very long for our family, so mom with her Navy career history got a Intel job at base, so we moved to Layton in 1962. We moved into a house on Gentile Blvd, where I used to publicly display that I had the right to go pee anywhere I pleased even into the mini pool on our front lawn.

With me enrolled at a mini preschool called Candy Campus, and me already figuring out that there was a real difference between male/female , Mom & Dad rented a house in Kaysville Utah. It was an older home, but it was more on the idea of a farm house in a town that was a farm town. My the development since. Where there were once farms full of beef cattle now has cardboard homes and multi family apartments on it now. Asphalt and concrete has replaced farm ground, and those bike trails we rode as kids.

I was in 2nd grade at Layton Elementary the old one, in 1964 in was a October day, kinda nice, but windy. At 09:30 hours Mom came to school, early. I thought now what? Mom took me to Crestview Elementary School and to Mrs. Alex's class and that’s where I saw her. She sat in a reading circle on the smallest chair in the room, her name? Peggy Follett. For the next few years she was the centerpoint of my life. Everything I did, was, aspired to, was to impress her.

In 1967, I read a ad on the back of a box of Fruit Loops Cereal, that granted as a prize for a one page essay on some new technology a guest appearance on what was called the Fireman Frank Show on KCPX(KTVX) Channel 4. The Tv show was an early morning thing that featured local happenings for kids, plus ran Bugs Bunny cartoons.

Mom was on the design team of the then just in testing and design mode of the C5-A Galaxy Cargo aircraft, that was being built in part at HAFB. So I took what I knew about that, put it in my essay and for the whopping fee of $1.50 and two box tops, I won the contest.

The visit to the TV station was a visit that would be the basis for me in broadcasting. The top 40 radio station in Utah KCPX AM 1320, was in the same building as the TV station. 130 Social Hall Avenue 84111. Right before and shortly after the bit on TV, which I took command, I stopped at an open door to the main on air studio. All those machines, switches, buttons, lights and music. The DJ had went for a drink, so I stepped in, there I was sitting there just awe inspired.

Program Director Wooly Waldron came by and saw me and asked if I wanted to try doing a show reading ad and news copy. Hey I read real good, perhaps because of my Mom in my early years due to a undeveloped immune system, I’d run fevers of 108 without much warning, so Mom kept me by her side until age 6. Mom would read to me, I’d read back to her. Its been told to me although I didn’t look at it special that I could read an entire dictionary by age 4.

So there I was in radio. I loved the hell out of it. I met all kinds of people, from new performers to local celebrities, like the Osmond's. I got a crush on a very young Marie Osmond, who would go on dates, with mom dad and me to the local Davis Drive Inn after a meal at the pancake house in Clearfield Utah in the back of a 56 Merc.

I had thought media was my career, but then the love of flying entered. Dad used to go to the base to observe repairs on aircraft of the Air Force. I’d run all around that hangar , climbing in and out of everything from F4 Phantoms, to Cargo planes. I saw the X-15 long before it was on display for the public on Air Force Days that HAFB threw for the public every May. In 1968 inside that hangar the base General’s T-39 a military version of the Lear Jet> was in the back of the hangar. Much of the time inside the hangar many of these birds were not powered up that is no electrical. This day was different. The General was set to go to Wright Patterson that Monday the bird was hot. That means fully operational. Previous times I played inside this bird with nothing to worry about. This day everything worked. With no training whatsoever except TV shows, I had never flew, today I got a near crash course on flying, out those hangar doors into wyld ayre I went. I was just shy of Idaho Falls’ Flanning field when two F4’s escorted me back to HAFB. Surprisingly enuff neither Dad nor I got into any trouble. The base commander thought I was gifted as I flew the bird without any help. With my bicycle taken away for two weeks I started basic junior CAP studies. I had thought being in aviation was my career path, with broadcasting as a secondary.

The NASA Apollo Space program had just started heating up, and my 6th grade Science fair project was a mock up of the Lunar Module. It was an early morning on May 5th that year when in class Mrs. Sturgeon, got an intercom alert that two air force airman with a mid sized truck was there to deliver some rather large boxes. Except the boxes were not empty. They contained, simulators from NASA for said Lunar Module. Needless to say I won the science fair.

In 1969 I went to Space Camp, and thought this could be fun, so I buckled down thinking I was going to space.

But my flying ambitions would be put on hold for many years into the future.

More on this later, but suffice to say, in the half century and 5 that I have walked, drove, rode, and flown this third rock from the Solar sun, I have done things, met people, been places and experienced more than any one person could, or dream of. But it was on my 17th Birthday that my life would take a drastic turn around. That in my next installment.

TTYL

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A man who lives right, and is right, has more power in his silence than another has by his words.
--Phillips Brooks

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Faceoff with Facebook, system meltdown

At first it was a system damn near meltdown here at the Wolf’s Den here in Ogden. Seems a little virus crawled in with a download, so had to debug my system. With everything near online and working tried 18 times to log into my Facebook account. Groovy, guess what? Every single posting of the club, and especially of HazzardAyre Radio pulled or masked over so no body can read it. Really Facebook? For what now since 2006 I have had an account with you and your going to treat me and the Knytes like this. Dang, go change your infantile diapers. Seems as though anything that even smells like an advertisement is getting masked over and II ‘m finding I’m not the only one. Half a dozen Facebook subscribers are getting the boot or at least covered over. No wonder Twitter, Google+ Pinterest and such are getting new business. You would think that Facebook would be open to grooming a simple subscriber into an advertising paying client, but no, they start pissing you off. Which begs the question, can an online enterprise survive without Facebook? More over is Facebook loosing ground so much that they need to be so mule headed? Maybe I need in fact to have a sponsored page, but even if you have that will Mark Zuckerburg’s critters in Palo Alto California, get a diaper rash so bad that you still get screened?

So we have heated up, the push to redoux everything from KOA to HCK, but the thing is, KOA has been on Facebook since 2008. Shit the account was set up on the back of KOA.

Some of this started with this new gig online with HazzardAyre. Which if I find out that , the service that is based on, is the foundation of our Facebook problems it’ll be history faster than Flash eating a doggy numnum. If needed we’ll get that Richie guy back in the works even if he does charge us $5,000.00 at least the site and what’s on it is ours. Controlled by, produced by, delivered by the Hazzard Knytes.

I may be wrong, Facebook just might be having tech problems, but I will say this the southern voice of the Hazzard Knytes will not be silenced.

So with all these computer problems, is why I wasn’t on air preve eve into early this morning.

Last nights Knytes High Council meeting was interesting. While I have beat my head against the headboard for nearly rebuilding the club under SAMCRO the fact is, what we started with is still working and we are known better by The Hazzard Knytes, so why change, like a Navy recruiter /former sales rep, for Confederate Steele Media once told me, You don’t fuck with number one.

On the 3rd I’ll be off line for a bit, the so called revenue generation we thought we’d be doing from the move from tweaker Flatts here to Ogden hasn’t been as rapid as I’d thought it’d be. My focus is beginning to shift a bit here. Club bizz is important and I dig that, but LexiBelle is coming home in May regardless of anything else. That said once she’s here with the equipment dealers etc here, I’m going to turn up the heat on Cooter’s A1 Toewing rather than so much wasted time on radio.

Until we find someone in this blooming nation that can build a streaming radio station tied directly to OUR own website, all this expense I’m using on HazzardAyre can be going to Cooter’s A1. Bottom line, time to get back to basics.

TTYL

 

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I went to a fight the other night and a hockey game broke out.
--Rodney Dangerfield

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Changes in the Knyte

So we gathered by the river, really Warrens Burgers here in Ogden. Amongst me holding my head from way to much brewski the night before celebrating my half a century plus 5 birthday, and chowing down on food that I wished I hadn’t wasn’t all that good, too salty, and the veggies a bit old, the club met.

The Knytes high council, has decided through a bunch of deliberation, discussion and influencing to give the Knytes-of-Anarchy a pitch out the back window, and slowly divorce SAMCRO. However its not the death of the club. The major decision goes that we will revert to our original club name of Hazzard County Knytes. You heard it here first, the return of the formidable Hazzard County Knytes. With that comes a revision of our subsidiary the AyreWolvez.

The decision there is to remove and replace the AyreWolvez with the Ayre Knytes Aviation Association. Seems that all too many have thought the AyreWolvez was a bit too self serving to yours truly.

At first I was none to happy hearing this, after all since 2008 the consistent and constant efforts to build the Knytes-of-Anarchy has been my main reason for living. Problem is all too many outside the club, and even those who call it a ghost club, have mis categorized the club in its focus. The Knytes-of-Anarchy in part was formed on the heels of a popular TV show , however the focus has been more on heavy trucks, trucking and old skool trucking lifestyle rather than Harley’s or bikes. Although many of the club ride as well. The shop Hazzard County Choppers, is a custom bike shop so the inference is easy to understand, but for the 50,000 members the reason has been of the club, is to be the voice of the American Independent trucker/toewer , not just riding scoots. Of course the Knytes half of the Knytes-of-Anarchy is based on the name we formed on as what we are going back to now the Hazzard County Knytes, with the emphasis on Hazzard County/Southern culture and history-Heritage.

This all started a few months ago , but was brought to a head last Friday, when our webmaster said he was feeling a bit stressed on including the Anarchy thing in everything. Seems as though an MC in Reno was getting up in arms. I also remember well sitting on a cement step in Gooding in 2009, talking with the only voting female member there and her saying swapping out the Hazzard Knytes for Knytes-of-Anarchy was a mistake that might cost membership and support.

So where the Hazzard Knytes was put on hiatus in 2005 is reborn here in 2014, The Hazzard County Knytes lives and so does our reaper.

TTYL

 

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Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die...
--Alfred, Lord TENNYSON

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Ever get the idea that mother Russia has more liberty than we do?

I got a rather disturbing email from Brother E, about the fact that a certain time would be great for our rather my show, there is 11:00PM to 03:00 AM, overnight when only those that need to know are out prowling and working. Last night and the night before I went on early to roll the system over to a new web addy, and the last night because I had something else to do that we need not publicly speak on.

Then Brother E, said something about , ladies have a hard time listening to the show,, WELL EXCUSE ME PREMADONNAS , if you’re a gal that can’t listen to my show then your most likely not the kind of gal to be tuning into my show, course you’d also not go see Larry the Cable Guy, Jeff Foxworthy or Bill Engvall if they were in concert, would not be on the Howard Stern show, and if he were alive today skin WolfMan Jack who is my radio mentor.

So if I offended a few , that’s your problem, this radio show I do is for anticonformist, anti government influenced fight the system rebels , not people that want to cause a fuss.

Last but not least the Anarchy thing. Some are again having trouble with that. Excuse me, that’s the club , us, 50,000 strong. we are not going to just dissolve just because a few get a itch under their noses. KOA was around long before SOA, in fact KOA was founded right here near me in Layton on SEARS Bicycles in 1967 somewhere. Hazzard was brought in in 1982, and blended together from other subsidiaries. We are together with some rather notable people, one of our members still is Jerry Sloan former coach of the Utah Jazz, help create the Deere Dazzlers Association, back in 1997. No I’m not going to apologize for the Knytes-of-Anarchy. As we say still out of our Anarchy comes order.

With all that said, if your going to get censored, screened, and all, might as well do short band radio as in Radio Free Europe and do behind the Iron Curtain, It’s not just big E. I get this from many areas, but damn it all to hell, if your too racy we can’t have you.

Facebook even is having trouble with us, really? Facebook, of course too as I said, I can’t see Mark Zuckerburg at a appearance of Larry the Cable Guy either.

Nuff Said

I’m going to do my radio show for and about the club, and our southern rebel ideals, beliefs and customs. If you don’t like it, find a new channel. My show was number 1 in Pocatello on Vision 12 there, and this one will be too, since it is about and for us, The Knytes of Anarchy. be tuned in tonight 11:00PM(23:00) to 03:00 www.livestream.com/hazzardayreradio

ttyl

Quote of the Day:
Copy from one, it's plagiarism; copy from two, it's research.
--Wilson Mizner

Colossians 1:27-28“To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. He is the one we proclaim, admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom, so that we may present everyone fully mature in Christ.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.