Had a great day off the toils of commerce for a day, all day. Did a heap amount of sleeping and thinking. Now in that heap amount of sleeping did an even more amount of dreamin, a heap amount. I always wonder if anything we as humans dream has any significance. Or for that matter of meaning at all. Sometimes, nah hell, most of the time it's more like a cosmic flight through chemistry transferring electro waves throughout our cranium. During several Christmas stories, one says that the three, fellers visiting old Scrooge in Scrooge's thinking was a bit of none processed food, causing visions. Now I used to wonder when I'd listen to the many stories my Uncle Dell, used to tell me when I was a very lonely solo wolf-pup, one was when he'd see Grandma Sant, walking in his room, when he was a sleeping. I thought Uncle Dell had a few too many barley pops after milking chores were over. Bout, that time when I had a seriously mean fever of near 110, in convulsions, and all, that I asked out of my lips, that if God was real, please make yourself known to me as he did with Smith. Well, I did see the light and felt God's presence, yet I chaulked it off to the fever. See as a Wolf-Pup, I had a sitch anatomically, that my red corpuscles, fought my white corpuscles, thus just about every virus or sickness one could get as a kid, I got. I got to the point that seeing a needle was grounds for combat. Wasn't until, Ms. Hatch of the daycare I went to, whose daughter, of, and niece, of Senator Hatch of Utah, had the same shit. So over to an old country doc in Farmington Utah, and got a fun shot. (it wasn't all that funny). Gamma Goblin, was the medicine, and by age 7 maybe 8 everything started turning around, and I was at least body wise for the most part cured. Fast forward, to age 16, just got my DL, was okay, but the seriousness, of my craving for synthetic leggings, was grounds for a heap amount of Doctors to send me to a place up in Lewiston Idaho, where I rediscovered my love for broadcasting at Lewiston High School, where(don't know why there aren't more of these in schools throughout the state)They had a high school, radio station. I spent every day every 3rd hour on the air. I was at the time the only licensed jock on that station. Yes back then you had to get a license. FCC 3 Permit, Broadcast endorsement 9. Which when I took the test spent maybe 45 minutes, past 100%, and in 3 weeks had that license.; (still do). But there was a few mongrel mutts of druggies who did not like me well and had to drive me off the highway near Horshoe Bend Idaho at what was Bread Loaf Curve, Idaho Highway 55. I saw a cop behind me, next I saw 3.5 weeks later at St. Al's in Boise, was three Missionaries. Now, this relates as since then although I can't recall all of it, but I see things that will happen. I saw the place I resided in, in Glenn's Ferry Idaho(hope I never have to reside there again.) Bastards, go there, try to refyre the local airport there, got kicked in the groin for doing so. Any mile, I see many things, in the future. Mostly personal things, but things of people I know. I see places that should be, places to be resurrected, like Strevelle Idaho, nothing there now, but was, and could be again(yes planning on it, it'll be called Hazzard Idaho). But I think we have seen and saw much of what was, and what I've seen coming in the not too distant future. Like our Native American's who were drove off their land, by some and I say this with remorse and all my northern ancestors. We need to preserve this land as it was, not as we think it should be. As such I'm here tonight, proclaiming, a run for public office as Governor of the State of Idaho, on the Confederate National Party platform. Not bragging, but there is not one single person living in our state, that has walked, driven, flown, horse rode, the State of Idaho, All the state of Idaho, more than I have. I have seen metro Idaho, I have seen rural Idaho, and I have seen, felt, ate, and slept, under these Idaho skies more than I have. Again I'm not bragging just stating a fact. When Idaho herself cries I feel, it. And between Californian's, Mormons, and a heap amount of others that invaded our state, except for the rare imports from dixie, that created the townships of Dixie, Idaho
Add to that Atlanta Idaho, as well as the Confederate Star Silver Mine, 40 miles from Mountain Home Idaho in what was the Rocky Bar Mining Complex, 1870's or so. But that's just historical fact. Everything else outside influence that has entered this state, has caused major catsasstrophies. My way, kick 'em out, leave it alone. Idaho is too damn beautiful to be messing with. Few can argue with the beauty of both an Idaho sunrise or sunset, especially flying. 2,000 feet, 200mph, and those sweet burning scenes. Or camping out at Red Fish Lake, where the White rock of the beaches and abundant big mouth bass fist, Catfish, and delicious Crawdad's are found, yummy. Most people hear about Idaho, because of some damn big calamity. In real life, the real breathtaking scenes here are never seen. Why? Simple, and the same goes for Montana. BTW, Did you know that the TV series Yellowstone, is really filmed in Utah? Park City, and surrounding areas? Yup, why because Utah, has what few other neighboring states including Idaho and Montana, and that is a serious Film Commission. Nobody is throwing out the welcome mat to Hollywood, to film in Idaho. Or Montana or Wyoming. The last big doins that way as far as Wyoming was Jackson Hole, and that was a dingy film, then came the one with Paul Walker, just before he started the Fast And Furious Franchise. If I'm elected Governor, the Idaho Film Commission will be one of my priorities. Those few weeks a serious or film is shot in a location is an economic boom, for the areas they are in, everything from the construction of sets requiring lumber and building materials, lodging, food employment for locals as walk-ons, and extras on those films, I have experienced that in Utah and there is no damn reason that can't happen here. I saw while back a switcheroo, between our Lt. Governor and current Governor(what an idiot), one says masks off, but Little says Masks on. Really? Damn it all to hell, its tourist season. Take the masks off. The lists of things that could and should be here in our real GEM state, is so long its too long for a blog post. So I howl about that
What I will say, is I love this state and territory. While I may be out of state starting in August going to Mountain Rescue Flying school, in Cedar City Utah, the thing is I'm always fighting for this state, and the natural beauty of it, and I'll be damn if I'm going to allow those not born in it, to tell ones of us who or what to do by converts to our Idaho homeland. Now to roll this in for a final.
Now onto the subject of the AyreWerx Radio Gig.
While I'd love to be inside your juke box radios every night thing is I fly during the day, maintain my ayrecraft in the Evenings, and if I can find the awake hours at least for me, I am pooped. While I'd love to have Squadron
Here to help 9 out of the 10 of our grouping is currently deployed in the lovable South Pacific. Thus, not here. The other cat that was in is in the hospital for terminal cancer screenings, but one helluva ayre-mechanic. That all said, this old war wolf, is in trying to maintain transmitter things on top Juniper Mountain, which is sweet to fly to, but that's the only way I can get up there. Additionally, there are duties that I have to split between the Iron Knytes, The Hazzard Knytes, and the WolfPack
that don't leave much time in my day to be on air. Likewise, with Lumen not keeping their part of our transmission system, namely NOT the FIBER 1 Gig, thing, that was put in over November to January this year. Added to that my health. Doc. House, tells me to hit the rack at early morning, (can't sleep at night, it's both squadron stuff plus inner workings of toewing for so long) I simply sleep. Medications kills my energy level. But I try very hard to get inside your entertainment box inside your cockpit or hot rod. That said. Show if I can get there at 06:00.
Stay tuned.