OOps Yahoo is having a headache and throwing up

If you got up this morning and went to Yahoo.com and tried to get to your FRee Yahoo mail, you might have found it did not work , as Bro would say fidn'tdidn't as I tried, that but to no avail. Yahoo has been having a bunch of problems here lately, both from a tech problem, to administrative including financial problems. The company is being sold off by the way in chunks, supposedly to shore up major cash, and beef up its core business's one being its free email piece. The problem is Yahoo, hasn't kept up very well on its core business, or even returning phone calls for ad buyers. So it means, that most of if not all of what the club has on Yahoo, will have to be taken off and as a club scrub using Yahoo. 
Went out to Nate's last night , looked at the freshly painted truck he did up for his lady, great job, some extras I would have added to a moderate custom , would have been side pipes along the bottom of both the bed not stacks , more like lake pipes, and a strip or two of chicken lights, along with some silver fade to white ghost flames, but overall a great job. Coming back just a 1/4 mile from Nate's shop is our shop , having a coughing fit, nearly flew by our shop. 
Of course never made it back here to the Wolf's Lair in time to do up this mornings show on HazzardAyre(www.livestream.com/hazzardayre , but will give it a go this midnight, as I have a bunch of production to do yet. Which brings me to the simple things that I have been writing about for the last month and a half. For HazzardAyre Radio and all its offsprings to operate on a timely manner and on schedule, there has to be more than just me doing the heavy lifting. Sure in years gone by there were those that did the muscle as well as light duty here, but most of the clubs are overseas doing aviation duties in the Marines and Navy, so I'm here keeping the home fires burning, trouble is those fires are turning into small glowing coals. I have gotten so many promises from various people that want to step in or asked to step in to do various programming and producing here. Trouble is there, they find the many hours it takes, and they decide its not their piece of cake. Which is why I'm busting balls to get Lexi or someone like her(there is no one like her , here in Evanston, she's too purrfect) to join our 

 to write copy, produce segments as well as host and co-host co anchor shows here. If I got at least 6 in the team, I could qualify the club to invest in moving this out of the Wolf's Lair to an office/studio, as it is, that would be a waste of time. Which brings me to the opinion of most of the club, if there are the human resources in either Boise, Idaho Falls, Idaho and/or Salt Lake City Utah, would it be more of an advantage, to move the radio gig there, sell the license in Evanston, Wyoming and be done with it? More on that in the afternoon edition, but I have talked to many people, two who said they wanted to jump in, in fact had breakfast one morning with one, yet neither has come to the Wolf's Lair, to do any mock up shows, let alone anything live. These same people will jump up in time as other people from our small community become involved, we are making progress, but it takes so much out of me, that I do wonder, would heading to Utah or Idaho's capitol cities make more sense, more over make more dollars?

So If you woke up to Yahoo.com and couldn't fetch your mail you were not alone. Let ya'll know when and if it gets fixed. 

TTYLY

Took the day off and went on a one horse quarter horse to hunt for treasure

Some times its great to turn down the flames a bit and go back to an era of backwoods trails, and no people. Few places offer that any more especially with cell phones and wifi, but Saturday I shed that lead and went up into the hills surrounding the small Wyoming town of Afton Wyoming. The goal was to see if we could find that buried treasure of that gold that was stolen in the mid 19th Century by Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid from Montpelier Idaho. Legend has it where the two outlaws robbed what is now the Wells Fargo Bank there and in the get away buried their loot in a big box between Montpelier Idaho and Afton Wyoming in a small hidden canyon. The haul was valued then in the area of $500k of Gold coins, who knows what it's worth today. It wasn't so much of finding that , but the adventure in the attempt. So at 07:00 Hours, 2nd cousin Brady, came over, grabbed me out of bed, and over to Montpelier we went. Got there at the Bear Lake County Fairgrounds and mounted horses. First of all I haven't been horseback in years but I adapted well. We had lunch in that back country, at 13:00 hours, and just rode most of the day. I was able to unwind from weeks and months of tension and stress. Got back here at 20:00 hours , unloaded my bowels, and just getting ready to go take a bath. Head for bed, and be ready for church in the morning. 
It was a great day, a bit on the cold side weather wise but it was nice to just be out amongst nature and Heavenly Father. I also saw a bunch of economic improvement in and around Montpelier, and surrounding area. Did make me start thinking. When I got home and turned on my Cell phone, I saw that Dave and Nate called, but figured they had better things to do that hear from me , so decided not to call. Monday I'll call the Real Estate lady, on the bars, and take care of that, plus shift a few things around, to spend more time at the shop and reduce time spent on the radio gig, one is easier than the other. The shop and LexiBelle will make me money, the latter will too, but that takes more human resources than I think is available here in Evanston. What I have found is, maybe one even 3 people that could with little instruction come into a studio, sit down and do a full hour or so of a radio show. More over few that want to be an engineer on the project, where even Montpelier has 10 people that can step in to do that, causes one to give the entire situation a bunch of thought. Any mile , I wont be on air as promised since my body needs sleep. I'll be on Sunday afternoon after church. 
All in all it was a fantastic day, something I need to do more, not less.
TTYLY

Together and yet so far, but still hanging in there praying for an answer.

It's Monday morning, FoX 13 news weather guy said its going to snow again so it'll be greasy out there.
Last night into early morning was something that had to be felt to gain a grip on. See I started working on some photo research photos for the show that will kick off the new season of HazzardAYre Radio in another week. And in so doing started watching the Women's segment of LDS Conference. I tried to get my lady to come and sit down and watch it with me, but she didn't care to . Most of the night prior I was watching the stage version of Grease Live, which in my opinion was poorly done. Oh the script was adhered to okay, most of the musical numbers were by the book, but with the attempt to mix in some ethnic racial elements and all it just did not have the zing that the film had. The race at the near end was all to fake and phony. Not the best effort, but hey they tried. I started hatching an idea of doing the thing a bit more spicy and a bit more racy than what I had seen, in hopes of combining that into the film that is both a drama film as well as a docudrama of the formation of The Hazzard Knytes and how we finally came together as the powerful organization we are today. Going all the way back to the point at Mrs. Jacobsen's Cub Scout troop pack 303 of Layton Utah when we customized our Hot Wheels cars to our bycicles to our powered mini bikes and so on. Through the TTA(TeenAge Truckers Association 4-H Truckers Club) through the RoadMasters all the way to that fateful day at the Polish Palace in Hagerman-aka- Hazzard Idaho when we formed the club. The reason simply is the story needs to be told and two Kurt Sutter is working on two projects, one a movie version of the Son's and a TV run of pre Son's as the First-9 . Every part of the Hazzard Knytes from the start of the Radio station to our shops to the start of our brother organization the AyreWolvez, all of it will be in the film. It's a huge task, and getting everything in place, the right people cast for the club members, the girls we knew, the music all of it. We'll be filming about the time the Son's movie starts showing late this year. So then with Mama SexyWolf off in her la-la land, and not thinking of what it takes to be my SheWolf, being converted to the LDS Church and all, which is a must. I'm not marrying this time out of lust or simple companionship. This marriage if it happens at all is for keeps for here on Earth and in eternity, I don't think she completely understands what that means. So then I started watching the movie the Hollywood Knights, which of course is part of the foundation for the Hazzard Knytes(Knights) , and she wanted no part of that. It's like we are residing together , not living together, and it has me wondering should I take both a financial , as well as emotional hit, and send her back to Florida? I began wondering this even more this past Saturday. With fetching food from Wally's Burgers, and wanting some sodas to go with it I stopped into one of the Maverick stores here. There's a new gal that started working there, that I just can't stop thinking about. This young honey barely scratching if she is at all of 22 maybe 23 has more in common and more chemistry with me and what I want in someone to cast into our movie, than just about anyone I have seen in a many moons. Lady SexyWolf needs to know and I've tried to be very kind in telling her this, but unless she gets her act together, and or if this Brit gal at the Maverick store showed any kind of personal feelings for me beyond being a feature talent for the film or club, Brit has me in a Hazzard County second. 
The way I look at it right now, is this; there is a week now until the next go round for money coming into the Lair, if SexyWolf don't get it together and shows a bit more attention and interest in me and my world, and gets off Facebook and out of her little phone world and looks at mine, she's outta here. I'd rather live alone and be allowed the freedom to explore those women who compliments me and my life, rather than reside or try to live with someone that makes feel alone anyway. Any way. Lets look at some more here. It wasn't being under the cloud of coughing and suppression of that backwashed snot in my throat that kept me from going to church this Easter Sunday, heck I forgot it was Easter. Nope it was another flip out fight with Shelly. It seems that's just about all we have been doing since she got here. God teaches we should try to be of service to those not too tightly wrapped or who don't have our abilities or blessings. In my life it's Shelly. She got bonked on the head, quite severely as a youth as well as just a few years ago, much prior abuse and mental trauma and while not retarded still not too much ahead of that and quite developementaly challenged. The fact that I rescued her from her Aunt & Uncles back yard essentially off the street and brought her out here, was not enough. Yet outside of just after the first few days, even a week , its been fight and disagreement after another. Beyond the fact that I'm keeping my carnal needs in check much of that having to do with superficial eye candy, and not much desire, there is no emotional, or real love bond. I wanted her to go see the Bishop here to discuss this, but although she only partly agreed, still her heart is not into it. As many of you can understand here, this is not a situation that is sustainable, for the long haul, unless something steps in here. I think it'll end up with her going back to Florida a week from now, if she does stay it'll be through the Bishop, and the Church finding employment at WalMart, and living elsewhere. But there's still a week to decide.
AnyWay much to do today, need to catch some sleep. 
TTYLY

Honestly honey I just read this for the articles

How many times have you said that? , "honey I really only read the articles" To which your lady of desire and loyalty says, something along the lines of and assumes YOU to be visually if not telepathicly cheating says, you just love those women with those perfect bodies. Oh you just love comparing them to me or some other none intelligent back talk. But you were just reading the articles. It's not just that, I remember back about 10 years ago, this one gal, that I will give the screen name : Wingsofadove after months of online chatting when that was a social things, somehow showed up at my door one night, and sweet talked her way in the door. Once we made whoopie for the 12th time, we went off to Hooters. Now I had discovered that aside from the fat ass'd women who work at Hooters much of which is constrained inside of some serious support control nylons , that Hooters makes a damn good grilled ham and cheese sandwhich. With the beer batter curly fries in cheese, and a few brews is a great meal. However no amount of convincing as to the fact I went there for the food would do, her thought was he loves the women. Even those women smell foul in the morning. They too fart, and as much as I seriously hunger for the musky aroma of women's small feet in nylons, those working women at Hooters after 12 hours in sneakers oh they smell rotten. I also think that those guys at TV networks want to start fights in the home. Example, the other night, last night, as I watched the Flash , and Thor and that series about OJ Simpson on FX, that about every other ad break had an ad for Victoria's Secret on there. Of course I howled, Victoria's models are great visual stimulants, but then the comparrison thing enters in. Oh you think she's prettier than me" thing comes in, even if you think or say to your lady your thinking of buying that for your lady, She knows (and so do you) that your 2 kid wife can't ever fit in such a thing, even if she did, she'd look like a muffin. Then after several hours of fighting and nearly throwing her out or sending her back to Florida, you get to talking into the wee hours of the morning, with her admitting , "I can't cook" , my mental response is, " Hey if you can't cook, can you at least clean up the house?" Then came the big thing of, " I just can't stand a man that really sweats" Excuse me? I remember and I truly believe this, there was the scene on the movie called Bruce Almighty, where God was mopping a floor, The response was, There's many a person that is satisfied in life that goes home smelling like a stock yard. I truly believe, that physical labor, where a few patches of skin, and smelling like a 5k run is good for you. Breaking off of a damn keyboard, getting away for even a few hours from Facebook, and all the made up junk, from thereof including the backbiting and fighting, and marveling at God's creations, smelling clean air and just letting your mind unwind, is better than any chemical dependent cure. Be that as it may, one of my Mom's greatest gifts to me, was teaching me to read at a very early age. I remember this mini porta potty we had. Although doing your duty in the living room in front of the TV might not be best practices, still Mom bought me a subscription to an ancient magazine called Humpty Dumpty magazine. I'd sit , shit and read. Ever since then I read anything and everything I can get my hands on. I especially like some of these women's magazines. At first I started reading many of them, to gain some sort of insight into just how women think. But over time I have learned , many of those writing those articles , have no idea of just how us male corpuscles think. So I saw in this months edition of Women's Health magazine an article on student debt, and that women still today think, that they do not make the same pay level as a man. The fact is many women don't do the amount of work, in either a physical or mental brainiac level of work that men do. Sorry but its the truth. How many times have you heard the noise from a woman, " Sorry, but I need to ask my husband if he thinks that's too much to pay for that auto repair?" In reality, all too many men who say they wear the pants in their homes are lieing coon dogs. Most financial expenses are dictated by the woman. Which is why many men find and build our Man caves. So we can just be ourselves. Eat our cheese burgers, belch , fart, drink our Coors or Budweiser's , watch the race or the game, and unbuckle our pants and feel at peace. I have the next response to the next udderence, " Hey honey , you take out the trash this time, maybe getting out of the house, might make you not so damn bitchy." In reality, Honestly, Honey I was just reading the articles.
TTYLY

I have always wanted to take a trip to Mountain View California and the HQ of Google.

I have always wanted to take a trip to Mountain View California and the HQ of Google. I'd like to go in and praise Google for my near no problem Gmail, YouTube, and so on, and up to about a month ago, my Blogger account that hosts these blogs of Hazzard County Tymez. as well as RodeWolf Gazzette, and 63 other blogs that are on my list. Of course the collapse of negotiations between Google and Microsoft has prevented posting from my Windows LiveWriter, utility, but over all its been near goof proof. But then middle of February, these posts did not post to my gmail account, nor alert me through my cell phone, which also meant the posts did not post to the clubs email knytesofanarchy@yahoo.com nor to one of our companies hwyhooker@hotmail.com for Highway Hooker Toewing, which btw was just verified on Google my business, listings. Of course you can't call a human to go into the accounts to fix a glitch, nor can you get a direct help from anyone, so you list your problem on the help forums, which will list at least 5 so far people having the same problem. The question needs to be asked here, as I have noticed this was a fix on two other blog services, one being Webs.com that if you do a paid account, the problems seem to fade away. All of a sudden your postings get posted again, is Google through Blogger telling us something? It seems this situation is not unique. If your bill at your internet service provider gets past due, especially for a few months, what you get is a slightly throttled back upload mbps speed. But once you pay the bill the bandwidth increases. Hmmm , funny huh? 
Mama SheWolf is better this morning. A bit hessitant on going to see a counselor for a few mind hang ups, that is hindering her adult progression. However she is willing to talk to our Bishop. Now on that I want to tell ya'll this. Even with my indescretions on some section 89 D&C items, and even though the Bishop was not keen on me having a live in fiance although she sleeps on the mini couch and I sleep in my bed, still our Bishop is one of the most kind and loving Bishops I have ever been in a Ward with. The only other I can say that of is Bishop Belnap of the Shallow Creek Ward of Ogden Utah. Both reached out and allowed sacred funds to help me when I had no one else to turn to. Although yesterday I can say and I do, say thank you to Dave and Vern of our ward helping me to keep the radio gig online. 
Getting back here, I really do wish I could take a trip to Mountain View California, walk into the HQ of Google, and grab one of those college boys by the collar and say look buttwipe fix my Blogger accounts. But at least they do post to Facebook. Imagine if Facebook started a free blogging site? As well as an email account service. Outside of YouTube, the rest of Google would be nearly wiped out, if Facebook did that. 
HazzardAyre Radio is on again starting Sunday night, and Monday morning RodeWolf FM is back on . 
TTYLY

I've said it before and I'll say it again, there ought to be a marriage or relationship manual cuzz women are squirrly

I've said it before and I'll say it again, women are squirrly and there needs to be a instruction manual. Especially when their hormones are all over the place. There's a big gap between looking over talent resumes for a production and oogling over a potential get together. In all my years working on films, TV series's and all I have had only two that understood that. The finest I ever had was Janice. Not only would she help me select talent candidates, she'd help dress them and do all the follow up work, too bad that went into the toilet when it did. Plus the way it did. Then of course there was Erin, too bad I never connected the dots there until it was too late. Who else would have gave out of her own bank account $700.00 to bail out LexiBelle? She was married at the time, even her husband liked me, so did her kids. Of course the path to the gig, wasn't so easy with Janice, since Robin, Miss Dixie Diesel 1993 was in the picture, and while there was friction there, in time she understood why I did what I did, and that was how we made a living, put bread on the table and the service to the club that is always number one in priorities. 
This new one however is off center to the point, that I'm about to pull the plug. I'm giving it time, but the bitchy , cranky, all over the place moods, comparing me to her xom (Ex Old Man) I mean come on? Shute I'm NOT HIM. I tried to tell her that for this to work, several things needs to take place. She needs to read the Book of Mormon, Get baptised into the church so we can be married and sealed to each other for eternity. She does not yet grasp the idea that there is but one person on earth that truly loves her and wants to be with her, yet if she keeps throwing these anger fits, she's going to be gone, as my nerves can't handle it much. Although I can say this, if there's going to be a break up, over petty things and she's not willing to be understanding with me and what I do when I'm not flying or towing, then it'll be less hurt now than dragging it out, only this time, I ain't paying for another bus ticket. I'm already up to my ass in bills, keeping the radio station operational, paying shop bills as well as back rent to Mr. Voss, and all. Oh and yes thanks to Dave, for the help on the cable/internet bill, but there is trouble ahead. 
The morning I used money to buy that bus ticket, I was a bit gun shy, and wanted to stay in bed, and sleep. But I keep my word and bought the ticket. She came out alright, and its been argument after argument, since. This is not a way to set up and keep a relationship for marriage. If anything she's destroying it. Then we were talking on some of the things I like on a woman and what I like them to wear. Of course you all know my passion for nylon hose. Instantly she said , she wasn't going to wear them. Of course I can make an adjustment, but dang it, could this be the kind of thing that drove her xom to other women? I suggested counseling , she wouldn't hear about that, but I think she should go, get some meds to help balance her out, or at least talk to our Bishop. Nope was the word. So I reset the marriage date to late July, as if things don't work better before then, then there wont be a wedding. 
Some wolves are meant to prowl alone. Maybe I'm just one of them. 
HazzardAyre Radio returns this weekend. 
TTYLY

Did you just get ditched by Facebook, did you just get redirected by Blogger?

Have you just get ditched by Facebook? How about rerouted or not fully published by Blogger , by Google if so your not alone. Here's my dilemma, used to be, I'd carve out these by hourly blog posts to share with the members of our clubs or to garner support from our sponsors and financial supporters. When I'd hit the button to publish, the thing would go to my gmail, my phone, and a few other email accounts of club sponsors and supporters. Plus I could post on FB and Twitter. It was automatic. But now those features are no longer able. No matter how many times I refresh my browser or rest who I am supposed to email to in my blogs, Blogger settings. To a certain extent, I have a feeling that it has to be that its a free service that is not making ANYBODY any money, including both FB and Google, so they flat don't care much. Would it be better if it were a paid service? Perhaps and you might get more response if it were from Googles support teams, of course them seeing your content on your computer if they do a screen view, is risky, as well as understanding Indian (and I'm talking Bangladesh not native American) English, but it goes to the old thing and that is , its not YOUR website, nor YOUR WEBPAGE, nope your asking to have Google or Facebook, post your content on their sites for others to read free of charge. Is there an alternative? Yes, buy, build and initiate your own website. Easier said than done, especially if your not a computer geek techy. Even if you aren't that means having a Computer geek build the site, the ability by most site builders is not of the grade to embed such things as a online streaming program such as Livestream, into YOUR website. If you do find someone with those skills, expect to dig deep in your wallet, at minimum of $3,000.00 and it goes up from there. 
Next entry, on the online radio.
TTYLY