You can't do your duty to the Church if they don't come fetch ya

So after 3 hours of doing one of my shows and praying it would upload to Livestream.com which it didn't. Which means I have to redo the entire show, thank goodness for tape, and old skool methods, you'd think that with such an easy system like Spreaker biting at Livestream's heels, that Livestream would do a better job of maintaining their system. Course maybe Spreaker, might have started to knaw at their legs so much that Livestream, might end up becoming an equipment seller, reseller, rather than the overpriced streaming service it is. So there I am waiting on Elder Dean to show up to give me a lift so I could help clean the Church in exchange for the Church helping with my rent here. Which I wouldn't have had to do, had I not had to rake out $300.00 to Chad's here to remove and replace the rear main seal. Still owe $140.00 on that, which I can take care of as soon as the better half's money gets here. 
Yet no Elder Dean, no could go, as I am sniffing on fumes in the General JaXson, again until the better half's money for the Knytes gets here. Why does she need to pay back the club? Simple while she was here, she racked up quite a few bills, in excess of $4k, so the club paid those off, and now in the loyalty department of the Club, she needs to pay back the club. Loyalty and Honor to club are two of the top things to being a member of the Knytes. In my side to be true to that loyalty I can't do much for my lady or have much involvement with her, until she satisfies the Knytes. 
I know my Bishop is going to be tweaked in the morning, but I did as he told me to, I called Elder Dean, asked him to come fetch me so I could honor my duty to the ward in doing some cleaning of the building we meet in. No return phone call, and Elder Dean didn't stop by. I asked the Bishop the other night to put some go fluid in the General, so I could get there this morning, and to Church in the morning. He instructed me to arrange things with Elder Dean, I attempted, no contact, so since I haven't seen my bed, I'm headed there now so I can get on the air this evening. On: www.livestream.com/samcromcradio 
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AyreWolf Radio (made with Spreaker)

Again I say, Google searches are near useless, and it seems no one has a fucking idea of what I'm asking.

As I get ready to turn in and catch some snooze time after a great night on air on Spreaker, that you can now catch on YouTube, I had the frustrating experience of trying to look something up on Google Search. What I was looking for and have no idea where to go with the malady, is that my left titty gets spasms when I get a bit stressed or my adrenlen increase or eases off. So I tried to find anything so I could discuss same with my doctor here. Guess what? Yep, not one damn thing on the subject. Oh yes I got directed to several WebMd sites, and most of the discussion was more directed towards women, but what about men. Outside of the obvious, men and women share a lot more than many think. Men like women have a placenta , we can carry a baby to term inside us, we can produce albeit small amounts, but can produce breast milk, so what makes the idiotic, idiots employed by the so called search and find systems, not include this kind of information? For many years, medical science never acknowledged the fact that us male corpuscles have such things as monthly periods, hormone peaks and lows, water wait gain, as well as menopause . We experience the same cramps, penial discharge similar to vaginal discharge, the list goes on. So why is it that such a thing as a man having possibly breast cancer, and give some real information, rather than giving you a site with a list of more web sites that just might have an answer? While I understand getting into personal and individual, conditions may be difficult, still an overall explaination here or things to look over might be a good thing. Not to go all Martha Stewart on ya'll but it would be a Good Thing. 
Okay then second half here.
Nylon stockings especially Pantyhose, themselves have more than one use. While we all know the damn things are the original shapewear still, there are other things the slinky thin socks can be used for. Example, the Grant steering wheel, especially the GT series, is made with a serious flaw, in inclimate weather the things damn near destroy themselves in your hand when wet or damp. Solution? Take a pair of pantyhose, stretch the panty over the steering wheel, with just enough overlap to join together with sewing thread or as I do electrical tape. Once measured very carefully cut the legs and panty away leaving only that , that you need to cover the steering wheel. Then secure it with sewing thread, or electrical tape. The groovy part is that pantyhose comes in all kinds of colors and thickness that you can really personalize your interior. If it so happens that the smell of your favorite lady is still in them, you get to play grabass all the time your driving and no one is the wiser.
As for the legs or stockings, I keep a pair or two in my emergency tool box. If you've ever experienced that hour that you break a fan or serpintine belt long ways from town, You can tie a pair of nylon stockings together tight over your drive pullys and at least get home, or to town to effect permanate repairs. Nylons make make great pain strainers over your none gravity paint guns, shines chrome better than any cloth, and for us toewers , if you need a steering tiedown for older vehicles, a nylon stocking works terriffic . I've even used them for temp tierod when I've snapped one. 
I'll be on air tonight, starting at 15:00 or 3:00 PM Mountain Standard time, on www.livestream.com/samcroradio 
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People hate it when you tell the truth and are completely honest

There is a strange epidemic going on on our shores of America, plus that of in our small towns. From school teachers to politicians, to city and even business leaders. That epidemic is called out right lieing to just shadowing the truth, yet not completely saying like it is. 
In certain circumstances such not saying really a lady loos like when she asks the question , " Do I look fat in this, does my butt look big in these jeans?" yet when you get scrubbed of information that YOU should know, be it the history of the war of Northern invasion, to telling people what their local news and other information outlets usually controlled by sponsors and stockholders, YOU are usually kept from the truth. Even those popups on Facebook, of pages that are supposed to keep you informed or report the news that is obscure, and anti-establishment, even though their monikers say so, even they are dictated to by supporters, advertisers, and in todays sociatal environment all too many are worried about money, or loosing it. Oh don't say this, never say that, yet they do bark a lot. Then you find its only being truthful when its politically convenient . Like all these double talking idiots running for President, they're all guilty of something. Somewhere they stubbed their toe, and now they are belching they are the one to lead America. And yet none of them except Hilary Clinton, has any experience in foreign policy. Donald Trump is the so called the champion right now, because he brought a new box of candy to the table. In reality, he's a billionare with just a smidge of government knowledge but little experience. While there might be a mess of bad things she's done, I still think with the bunch of crooks running, having someone in the White House with a little prior knowledge is better than sending a bunch rookies into battle with pocket knives rather than cannons. 
HazzardAyre Radio and all its channels on Livestream.com and Spreaker is undergoing a bunch of tech and environmental redoux's in essence cosmetically and will be back on full time come the 1st or so of July. I mention that, because both our radio shows, as well as this blog and the few connected to it, are the only absolute truth in and of both society and governmental information, and we are not kneeling down and kissing the butts or sucking penus of anybody. Speaking of which, dig this 3 times, I reposted this blog, to My Bishop, as well as Mr. Wellings of my desire to have a sit down. Know what? It's Monday, and yet no response one way or another. Maybe it is a good idea, that I go through the steps to get excommunicated, from the Church . 
Yesterday I was working on LexiBelle at the shop, nearly got one piece to finish one part of the rewire, that has been needed, when I fell under LexiBelle, and fractured a rib. So all bundled up in a thing that feels like an undersized bra, and pain killers I spent most of the day home. 
I'll see ya'll on Samcro Radio www.livestream.com/samcroradio starting at - 07:00.
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Mixed emotions from yesterday and a more important reason there needs to be HazzardAyre Radio.

Yesterday as I stood at the rear of the Evanston Wyoming old Union Pacific Railroad Roundhouse, and had to utter the song Star Spangled Banner, I had to force myself to sing. Then came the point to say the Pledge of Allegence I was doing so with a swollen tounge. My hear just was not in it. While I wore the uniform and proudly so of our nations Marine Corps, my blood runs Confederate Gray, so thick, that it takes nurses several trys to to extract it for study. I wanted to smack the guy reading the history of the holiday, that is so called Memorial Day. The thought that the day of rememberance was built by a Yankee is just that Yankee bs. Then I read with some utter discust that now them damn idioted bigots, and racists, racist against us the Confederates and southern people, that now in so called Government funded, and as they say controlled grave yards, that now one can't have placed on, or about our places of final rest a Confederate Flag. I then heard Beth Ann's CSC Talk Radio show about the Union stripping away our southern culture, and all. She was on one and I thank her for saying the exact same things , I have been saying for some 25 years or more. It's just now getting worse. What it gets down to is this, we are on a slippery road down to Communism, and all becoming Slaves to the Government. If Paul Ryan, has his way, we will watch the TV that the Government dictates we watch, Radio Free Europe, will become Radio Free America, since no radio or media will be silenced and we'll hear what them politicians say we are to hear and listen to. We will eat what they say we must eat, hell they'll get so damn power hungry, that the Government will issue a wife for each male in this nation, not caring if its a woman wife or man wife. They'll tell you where to sleep, when to sleep, even when and where you go poop, and demand you use their brand and style of asswipe. 
When the DC Occupiers, are given any more power, when THEY say, you can't fly and be loyal to the flag of YOUR choice, what other freedoms and liberties will you retain? If and I think there is, time. Lets get a candidate for and of the United Confederate States Party. Lets stand up for our southern heritage, history, and our southern future. Several Facebook pages come up asking about seperation from the union. Asking how many would support that, my question also asks, are you willing to die, be jailed, and give up not only your time, but property and any money, to fight for today's Confederacy? I will and so will 100% of the Knytes-of-Dixie, question , will you. Will you shoot, and take up arms to defend Dixie? Could you point a rifle or pistol at another American who said he was against Dixie, and pull the trigger? Even if he was a fellow church member, Bishop, or some other? I will with a smile on my face, because once they silence Dixie, they kill America, and that USMC Uniform I wore still stands, for standing up for this nation, and defending Dixie as well. 
One of the reasons, HazzardAyre Radio was built is to give today's Confederacy a voice, not only teaching the real history and preservation of our Southern heritage, but to make sure our children and children's children have a southern future. The militia of Today's Confederacy is the Knytes-of-Dixie.
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Before you condemn or bad mouth me or the Club(s), better get your facts straight or just shut up.

Don't get me wrong there's certain, times living in small rural towns and such that is all so charming. Then there are all times, hearing about certain people that you trusted or once trusted bad mouthing you or spreading rumors or talking rumors and falsehoods. 
As you might know the Knytes acting on my suggestions was in the throws of buying outright a small hole in the road pub, just outside of Evanston here. Thing is we got tangled up in with a gal who I thought was a friend of mine, the Club(s) as well as an associate. Find out tonite that all she's been doing is telling people here that in short I and the club are full of manure and short changing what could be. 
So that's where, Mo, Jullietee  , and a few more went including Andrea. Fine, like the sign says,

The club does not play well with people or firms that bad mouth members or the club. This is not the first time this has taken place.
I can remember a little fartknocker bikini bar bouncer who did this mostly on line because he was shitless afraid of me and the club had he said anything he wrote online directly to us. One reason, I moved from Pocatello to Glenn's Ferry Idaho when I did. All the time I was on TV, and all the phone calls, to the program and all, It was this ain't so, and so on. He kept saying there was no tow truck and so on. Why because LexiBelle was in Rupert. That year it was bitter cold the snow was constant, and I just never had time to venture over to Rupert, to go mess with my old girl. Even when I shot video the few times I did get over there this little jerk that looked like an elf, from some stupid Disney movie, kept saying that ain't your truck. Bet me ass hole. Finally after I had been residing in Glenn's Ferry some asshole that we were having a turff war with came down, and eventually had to retract his writing. More over the few times he was going to throw down with me in Mountain Home, I was there, but he wasn't. 
I'm getting off topic, well sort of. Don't believe what I say, get off your ass, away from that damn keyboard and go fucking look. 
As a result, Tuesday morning, I'm walking into Uinta Realty, tell the guy who owns the place what has happened, and I'll be damned if I'll ever buy a blade of grass or a stick of a weed from that lady or that Realty agency. Neither will any member of the Club(s) and there ARE many who do wear shirts and tie's and have wads of cash. As far as the other place, that is a go, the lady and her husband are fine people and dear friends, but Uinta Realty ain't going to be part of that deal, no how, no way.
My Mom, said it best, its one thing to let people think your an idiot, its another to open your mouth and remove all doubt. One here did, problem is after what I have heard around town, the door is going to come down very hard through the defamation of character and slander on certain others so hard, they will be finding a U-Haul. 
See you on the cyber radio in the morning, on www.livestream.com/highwayhookerradio 
TTYLY

Forgive them Yankees Lord for they know not what they do

Before I get into my usual Rant here, I say, Forgive them Yankees Lord for they know not what they do. 
So it's now Friday, last Wednesday, our associate Mo, was all hip, on the idea of sliding into a side pocket here at HazzardAyre Radio. Guess what, no return phone call, no further consultation of who to contact on the office/studio place so I could negotiate a rental, or such from either Mo nor Pam. Oh well. It's like I have always said, and I'll say it again, and I'm thinking its either a combination or one of a singular piece, but the cold, and gloom here in Evanston , must enter their minds and their brain fluid, slows as they don't stop to think, it's one thing to piss me off, but piss off a Knyte, or a member of the WolfPack of the AyreWolvez, and you just done gone and pissed off 49,999 other members who in loyalty will now no longer do business with you. 500 of those live in and near here in Evanston. Those have gorown or near grown son's daughters who, have daughters and husbands that have independent business's and families that now also will not do business with that person, who just pissed me off. The Knytes/AyreWolvez are that loyal, and close knit enough . Again, I say to Mo, Pam and anybody else, be nice to me and the Reaper Crew or see any business that might have come your way evaporate. 
Okay then, the brief story about the AyreWolvez. I was asked once asked to define or describe the AyreWolvez in a short sentence with few words. The AyreWolvez are bikers with wings that fly. That may sound simplistic, but that is us in a very short burst. Back in 1999 I was residing in a complex in Jerome Idaho. After binge watching the hit TV show based loosely on the squadron from which I served in, I heard overhead two F4U Corsairs                                    

 thinking I had watched too much BlackSheep Squadron on TV thought I was just dreaming, but the two came back over on their final to Jerome County's airport. So I went out turned my aviation radio in my truck and call in to the tower there, so I put down my idea of breakfast in town, and followed those birds to their perch . Once I got there and figured out where those birds were roosting, went inside that hangar, and saw, not one, not two, but 4 F4U Corsairs sitting inside, ready to fly and do battle with two others in reconstruction. So I asked the owner of the restoration company how much one went for, he replied about a half million bucks and up. Mostly from very well off collectors. All of a sudden a bell went off inside my crainium measuring against my turning a wrench for $50k, or so against a million bucks or close to on restoring military aircraft. Just as the Knytes was organized to enhance and support the Hazzard Garage, I thought what about bringing a few of us wingnuts together, and open a facility to restore military warbird aircraft. Since many of us either flew or still fly for mostly Marine and Navy air combat squadrons,. This is something I told that meeting that following night in 2000, since the Knytes had conqured everything on land how about snagging some air? So in 2001 the Black Sheep Aviation Association was formed as a part of or kin organization to The Knytes, -of-Dixie, aka Hazzard County Knytes(Knights) . In 2003 when the new leadership of the Knytes was sworn in and on the threshold of founding of AyreWolf Aviation Repair and Restoration, in Woods Cross Utah and Twin Falls Idaho, that the name of our air unit was changed to reflect my company's name and the AyreWolvez Military Aviation Association was born, nobody has looked back since. This is the reason that in most if not all things related to both organizations, that Golden pilots wings are displayed somehow. The Knytes are parented by the AyreWolvez, and that's why it takes so long to get things okayed and processed. Which can be costly delays, but those delays, can make you stand back and say are you sure you want to do this or that? Just like a new groom, might look at his new bride after the night before and ask himself, are you sure you want to live with that person for the rest of your life? 

Whether its civilians or Yankees we ask the question as Jesus did on the cross when his eyes rose, and asked Heavenly Father, Forgive them Father for they know not what they do. For this and I will close, Why is it that certain people just be honest, and just say, I'm no longer interested? Or make a phone call and say the same thing. Honesty contains the word honor, and if you have none or very little of that, neither the Knytes nor the AyreWolvez have little to nothing to do with you. 

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