Friday, November 10, 2023

I done did it. The nxt

Night rolled in and got all kinds of personal.  Snow levels got higher in elevation so not hardly any accumulation which hasn't hurt my feelings in any wise but it don't make no dough when I ain't in tow in the snow.  Still feeling like I got thrown under the bus. So far it's cost me in reputation and the friendship of one of the associate members of the Knytes. The dillweed running  his jaw about me needs to be terminated. It's worth it.

L8R aviato
Rs and gearhrads

Friday, October 20, 2023

Did you do it?





Did you do it?

A famous line from the movie MoonRunners the prequel to the Dukes Of Hazzard.

When Uncle Jessie asked Bobby Lee, about the woman with him, he asked, Did you Do it? Babies and women are not like puppies you cain't just bring home the straggler/ drifting woman home. The same thing applies to most inhabitants of our Southern conformity, if there is any conformity in our Dixie Nation.




If there is I ain't found it, the one thing us true southern kountry folks are is we are a mostly happy, content population, that can do one thing: Laugh at ourselves and not take it seriously or insulting. Even some Things like calling us Red-Necks. The term Red-Neck comes from sunburned necks harvesting crops pre industrial mechanical era. Now did we take the phrase out of context? Or as an insult? No, we made it funny or at least comediate. We even increased this through 4 people assembled years ago, as the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. Jeff Foxworthy, Bill Engvall, Ron White, and of course, the best southern hellbilly of them all Larry The Cable Guy. Git-R-Done. 

There was no such thing as and isn't even today, wearing our internal feelings on our sleeves. Nope, we put it out there. 

The Beverly Hillbillies, and even all those rural based comedy shows we enjoyed years ago. From Green Acres to Petticoat Junction. Then came the Kountry Music revelation , that brought us such renderings as HeeHaw. Which infiltrated the moral compass of our population. As HeeHaw had the HeeHaw Honeys, with the short-short cutoff's and of course those blooming nylons. Even before Daisy Duke, network censors got nervous about that much leg being bare. So, Nylons were mandatory. Wasn't just us, but we have followed that trend ever since. ( corse I got a rise of my Wrangler jeans when I saw the original Batgirl, and Catwoman. Those tight latex outfits rose my internal body temperature about 20 degrees.

Could those shows be rebooted today? 

That in an upcoming report. 

L8R Taters



 
 

Wednesday, October 18, 2023

Started well, endurance enhancements in question.















It is morning, well maybe not morning but close enough for Lincolnite Government work.
After days, trying to knock down how to retrieve $10.00 from my pension funds finally had one sweetheart, at Pilot/Flying J that pulled her head out and told me how to proceed, and thus went to the Front-Street Maverick, snagged fuel, and thrusted forward.
So that done tried to hit the head, finding that the Evanston, Wyoming Parks and Recreation, Department closes one of their parks through the winter months.
This particular city park sports a ice rink. That brings in a few tourists and helps line the pockets of the local merchants, during a time that most travel, at least through these parts is low to nonexistent. Yet city leaders, City Council members etc think it costs more to operate the parks rather than shutting them down through the winter. 
Now considering, that 80% of the locals migrate elsewhere to warmer climates, the rest of us attempt to eek, out a living. Fortunately, I tow, so I have my winter income additionally during the winter. Others? Not so much.
So, what to do? Light a candle under the saddle of a few city council members. How do you do that? Publicity. Nothing inspires a politician, more than causes that generates publicity for the next election. Winter Tourism, interests is one of those causes. 
Generating publicity, is our task. We are HazzardAyre Radio. The last fully on air and online LIVE radio, in America. Locally on AM 1240, / 104.7 and around the world on spreaker.com/user/ayrewolf and our site, ayrewolffm.com   hazzardayrecsa.com and knytesofdixie.org 
If you can't find us, you don't know how to spell it, or are not looking for us very hard.
Housing remains a challenge. Not impossible, but a challenge, nonetheless. Finding that can of Skoal in the haystack, can be elusive. If everyone thought that point zero, was it, you thoughted wrong. That article next time.





Tuesday, October 17, 2023



 What to do when your fully confused? You sit back, grab your butt and punt. At least you hope you can punt. Some days you just cain't shift into 2nd even if you double clutch it. These days walking the tight rope between three states is truly one of those balancing acts, that I'm getting way too old to do much more. My years of near 2 millennium of leading both the Hazzard Knytes, as well as the AyreWolvez/WolfPack, is starting to affect my health amongst tother things. Days are too long, costs are too high, and quite frankly, outside of toewing/trucking, my head is in the clouds. I'm an aviator/broadcaster and Marine Air Combat Reservist. There is just so much that I can do anymore. I want to fly this nation around the world. I want that orbit to be in a Bell 222A, at least, and at least 30,000 feet, at 600 mph. 

When I had the Charger, it was different, it was all 110% Hazzard and Hazzard County. That no longer applies. I have yet to see one single penny, from Ben and/or Alma, I hardly ever hear from any of the DOH crew, or actors, Not even a Christmas card. While my blood will always flow Confederate Grey, there's this part of me that is imbedded in a pilots seat, in a Bell chopper. If not by body, by mind. 

The once a thrill to sniff and scratch a hot babes hind paws in hosiery is diminishing. Sure its releeving , but since the big campaign of going toewing has cooled, I'd rather think how to bring that into aircraft body and nose art. Like Wise, a tatt of SAMCRO MC is not my fave, but would rather Have the WolfPack Logo, on my back and Airwolf on my chest. In short, I fly, I don't ride. The memories will always be there. As memories are like starlight, it goes on forever. But here on Earth, to eat and live means hanging up the toew, and flying more. That means a new certificate, getting a waiver on my FAA med card for diabetes at least Type 2 Diabetes. I need to seal up things, so come June next, my butt, needs to be in Cedar City Utah, and S.U.U. 

That's where my head is at.

L8R Aviators And Knytes.









Friday, February 17, 2023

With no photo, here's our newez



 With just a weekend. I get 3 days off duty reconstruct myself. Now I get the noise all the time, on " Oh thank you for your service" Bullsbreath. If they wanted to say thank you, some places of lodging brew and food, would leave crapola alone. No they wake me up after, drilling me 3 days ago. That day should've taken the money and ran, but I didn't. stuff yet to do, people to plug in the op. As well as getting ready for phase 2.

Gee-Whizz, this bug-eyed gal from the management, comes, knocks at the door, and won't even let you get your pants on, before having her calf. 

In short, if your visiting Southwestern, Idaho, and you're a Veteran, forget any kind of respect, or show any kind, honor to your service, by owners, management, and/or staff of New Leaf Properties. DON'T STAY HERE!!!


The work continues.

Saw two more properties, this morning on a patrol, that could with some rearrangement, be our home away from home for just discharged, or not so financially, affluent, Veterans, no matter branch, rank, or ethnic group. We are here to serve those who currently serve or have served. Military is just that. The friendships you form under battle, are unequalled, by anyone, or anything. His 6 your protecting, while he protects, you. Under those occasions, your trust and faith to your wyng-person, is ultimately, important. Knowledge, many don't understand that in the civilian realm. You do, because you lived it. You saw the young child blown to bits just inches from your base camp, you saw the sweet little girl you gave a Snickers bar to, with an IUD strapped to her body. Those images, stick in your mind as a patch of memory, stuck in your biological, CPU. Civies, don't understand that you do. The transition from Military life to Civie life can be a problem, if not mentally. This is why the (OUR) WolfPack exists. Again, to serve those who serve and served. 

Help us, to help our Veterans. Donate to: AyreWolvez Vintage Military Aviation Association 201 South Lincoln Jerome Idaho, 83338. 





Sunday, January 22, 2023


 
Morning ya'll from us in Hazzard City, Idaho. Be careful running errands snagged 43 slide offs, 2, wrecks, and getting people,  to slow down. it snowed purtty good overnight, here in Hazzard and surrounding areas. 

Motor fuel has increased, Average cost to refuel , We had to raise our rates just to stay afloat, 

Saw a few robins, cute aren't they? 

Nore L8R Taters.





Saturday, January 7, 2023

Still down with a fever, sick as a wet feline, and wondering, could it be the Water in this old place?

 


When your consistently ill, and yet haven't been out much, have you ever thought, hey it might be the water? Seems I get sick after drinking a bunch of water whilest constructing my graphics and writing radio copy. It just dern near kills me. Glad that by end of this coming week, will not be here, but in Arco Idaho. Yup, guy who had the inexpensive place up there relented and decided to rent me a studio, for a tenth of what I'm paying now. Just got to sniff out internet and all, then its green, not lean for me. 
Looks as though our Wyoming Charter Prez, Rick, has got him a new squeeze. Hope it works out for him. Ain't my business, except I care about him, and the last one he had destroyed a newer model Chevy Impala my cousin gave me that was her Dads. Should have traded em the Stratus and kept the Impala. 
Having a fever of near 103 constantly with little of a break, feeling tired as a rundown car battery, able, just not as swooft. Between Goody's Powders, a few shots of Jack, and lots of sleep, is what has kept me alive. 
Now the big doins.
With a suggestion, from Jonny, He says why not look up the Dads Facebook page and you might find her. Of course, I'm talking about Peggy. 
I can remember her, from the word go. Just had transferred from Layton Elementary to Crestview. In Miss, Alex's classroom, and sitting way in the back, at a reading circle table, in the smallest chair was her. My eyes locked in on hers, and up until we moved here, we was dern near inseparable. Didn't matter what event, gathering, anything, if she wasn't beside me, I could hear that little cough she always had and could zero in on her, like Steve Austin The 6 Big dollar rip off. 
Ever since we parted ways at Snow College, haven't been able to connect, mostly out of fear of rejection, the rest, just not knowing where to look. Until yesterday. 
Here are the 2 High School, pics of her, 

 
and here is what she looks like now
That Angel just won't or can't get old or fugduggly. Once settled the old Wolf here is going out on the prowl. If, it's the last thing I do, I'm going to find her, and have a sit down with her. Of course, sure I know she's hitched and all, and considering my place in the race of life, I would never try to convince her to move in with me nor get hitched to me, but just to see her, speak with her and all. Once that's done, our dear Savior can then feel more than welcome to call me home and I jump off this miserable planet. I truly do not want to be here, I don't want to wake up EVER, but my mission of life won't truly be complete until I get to see her again at least once. 
L8R Aviators.