Greetings from the land of Tweakers and Neanderthals .

Grreetings from the land of Tweakers and Neanderthals.

I greet you this hour with some hard news. One of our brothers has passed away today due to an accident up on U.S. 89 between Afton Wyoming and Jackson Hole.

Ray Beeson was one of our Utah, founding members and a long loyal supporter of the club dating all the way back to when we tricked out Hot Wheels cars at Mrs. Jacobsen’s house when she was our Den Mother of Cub Scout troop, 303, Layton Utah. I just got news, I’ll get more to you on this as I get it, as well as funeral arrangements etc. It’d be nice to have a bunch of us there for club support.

Now then, times like this immediately makes one take inventory of ourselves. We look at where we have been, where we’re going and more important of why we rather I do, what I do, and why I work so much at what I do.

While the current lap of the race of life of the club, is of all things Hazzard, it isn’t the first of it. The first came in 1967 when a few of Pack 303 in Layton started building 1/19th scale hot rods. This was such a thing that Kent Jacobsen one our real founding members mom’s who was our Den Mother, helped put together a Merit Badge for it . In 1970 because I was working with Correy Hansen another one of the founders there in Utah’s Dad’s Suzuki, I got my first vehicle, if one want to call it that. A Suzuki MT 50 J Trail Hopper. That with some modifications became a mini chopper. Yes one could say we really did become an MC then. We called ourselves the Street Commanders. Mini bikes of all kinds, and we rode the hell out of them. When in 1972 Mom and Dad did the unthinkable and moved here to Idaho which even to today wished they’d have rethought that move. Hell if Mom & Dad would have stayed in Utah, my life would be entirely different today. In fact I’d have married my Junior High sweetheart, graduated with higher grades, got a degree, completed ROTC much earlier and would no doubt be a media engineer in a major market station like KSL, or at least an aerospace engineer. But oh well. In 1973 I found a CB Radio, modified it and got into trucks , big trucks and trucking the rest ya’ll know.

There are a lot of people who don’t like the club. Mostly because we bring change, some good other times not so much good, but change yes. We loosen up the sort of moral religious restrictions and super conservativity, to the valley and open it up to those who have a dream, but always hear no. Or that can’t be done here. We are the ones that proclaim the adage of instead of saying why here? We say why the hell not here?

One of the things kicking our butts  here is some detractors who have this idea that the project of HazzardAyre is to lure unsuspecting single or almost single females into the lair for some sexual something. I can tell you, I don’t need to do that. While I’m not getting any of that kind of action, still if I need hiney , weather and money in my hand and a trip to Wells Nevada takes care of the need. While having a significant other might be cool, the idea of female/male in studio is not to do the big nasty. Its to be on air proclaiming the teachings of the modern confederacy, as well as the world of Hazzard. Not for me getting hinky or kinky. Okay the toe in hose thing might suggest the other way around, but its at best a comedy bit, and an attention grabber , Not a sexual act, since no one has ever got kinky here, and I’ll never do that at least in a professional way. But there are those that want to make it sound that way. If I quit now it’d mean they won, More over they might’ve been right. Thing is Hazzard County pride and Confederate tenacity, will not let me back down. But money is getting tightened up if there is nothing being straightened out. So here’s the thing. If many of you who say they support the club and HazzardAyre wants to see it really move faster than it is, time to do a fund raiser. See if there are those not already funding the project to put up some money. All we need is 40 people, to cough up $100.00 in donations, and we’d be in good light with the club. This is something I could take to the club’s officers and say the community does want us after all.

I’m working with a cat who has a big crib, here in Twin, that the idea is a two night jamb session to raise money for HazzardAyre and the Knytes-of-Anarchy. I think, no I’m sure that the attitude of those outside of us looking in would change if they saw , something solid happening. Including Big C. If we got at least 2 people wasting rubber of sole, beating the street to find advertisers, to cough up a $100.00 a month with unlimited airings of an ad message. All it takes is just 40 to get us in full operation and show the club, that the support is here. So members of our Tragic Valley charter get out there. Likewise those becoming prospective employees of Confederate Star/HazzardAyre, a good faith effort is your ability to get those who don’t know of us yet to put up $’s This way you show your enthusiasm and loyalty, to the club through HazzardAyre. If we all scrounged up 40 people, bringing in $100.00 a snag, We could have the $50k, we really could use. Then you’d see the club move much faster and those detractors going in reverse.

Any mile I’m going to bed for a few hours, so I can be on air tonight.

As I close, I’ll repeat, here, I’ll be leaning more on the Ayre side of HazzardAyre for about the next 6 months.

More on that overnight and in Tuesday’s HazzardAyre.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Recommend to your children virtue; that alone can make them happy, not gold.
--Ludwig van Beethoven

1 John 4:20-21“Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

Once upon a time in a land so far, far away

Once upon a time in a land so far, far, away called Hagerman in another part of this strange space we call Idaho, there were three renegade hot rodders, who had built a super sleek custom that was called the General Jackson.

We had our confederate roots and our southern heritage flying in the back ground and were pleased as we could be. So we decided to cool off in the big room upstairs in my easy chair, mom at her spot by the kitchen table, drinking her constant coffee, I sat there with a longed neck bottle of Lone Star, (hey you could buy that here then), and turned on the TV. There before our eyes was a TV show, that little less than three years prior those same fellers were here on our place fixing to going hunting quail on our farm.

I watched this TV show very intently. There as the stories were told it was like somebody had found a long lost journal of mine and could have from their quail hunting visit, an old journal. This began the entry into a world that would become a part of my life, not just as a casual fan of this TV show, but as an integral part of my every day life.

The General Jackson was ready to go to the 1981 Salt Lake City AutoRama. We needed a display, so I had been looking at a roller skating car hop, made from a mannequin and all, kindly furnished by Mr. Faulkner of then the Paris Clothier in downtown Twin Falls, but I happened on a movie that was popular called the Hollywood Knights. Something that will come into this later. So I thought there is the look. White Go-Go drill team boots, short white shorts and a T shirt of orange. This works. The shorts and T shirt, donated by T-shirts plus of then the Blue Lakes Mall Twin Falls, but those boots. After much inquiry couldn’t find any in Twin Falls. In the early 80’s the fashion was no longer fashion, imagine that. So I remembered Burley High School, had used these.

So over in my reworked VW (KW) Rabbit we wented.

So found Burley no longer used these, but, East Minico Junior High did. So over we went. When out of my eye I saw, 1970 Dodge Charger for sale , $1,500.00 . I talked to Mom and three days after the car was in Hagerman an event that would change this valley forever.

Myself, Allan, Karl, Jimmy, Alfred and myself , busted ass. And by the first week of July The General Lee rolled out of the shop, ready to take on all comers. 440 Mag TNT Police Pursuit 13.5:1 Comp ratio, 650 horses to those back wheels, a genuine Dyna Glyde Detroit locker Posi rear end with 4:10 gears. Two trips to Roy Utah with the VW and Mickey Ellis and Show team of the SLC AutoRama said okay, and off to the show we went, just before Thanksgiving 1981 our General Lee was there.

The second night I was there I got to thinking, hey, I don’t look like a Duke, nor does Allan, but Cooter, now really I did look alike, plus the scene was similar, I too run a tow truck at a hot rod shop in the middle of damn near nowhere. Hey this works.

Some talks with studio execs at the time, and I was granted permission and in March 1982 the official true to life Hazzard County Garage opened for business in Hagerman, that had now got the nick name Hazzard Idaho.

So Jimmy and I sat down one afternoon over ice cream, at the then Polish Palace, now Snake River Grill, and thought to stimulate business how about organizing the areas gearheads and Dukes fans into a one of group? So Jimmy set a meeting, had Willy put an ad in the Gooding Leader and we met on June 13th at 7:00PM there at the Polish Palace.

So some very major now days people got together there one who would become a sitting county Sheriff, one who is an area FBI Agent, and one a very important businessman all assembled in that café. But what to call the club. Allan who I still call Bro, did then, do today, thought what about that movie we saw? The one that gave us the idea of the boots?

Some redoing of the names, and by September 1982 the Hazzard County Knytes(Knights) was born.

The areas news and media never gave us serious consideration, we fixed that with what became the foundation of what we do now as HazzardAyre. But back then, that tiny 100 watt radio station was as outlaw as one could be. We’d only fire up, when it was dark, only from midnight to 6:00AM and about the only people tuned in were the over the road truckers. Hey most were from the south anyway and we pushed the edges as far as they’d go. To the degree that other radio stations started taking a hit. Since our miniscule ad rates were out doing theirs. Our ratings were second to none.

Then we started bringing in those programs that we thought were important from an educational point of view. While some outside authorities blinked a bit, the fact is such programs as Dr. Ruth were OTT , but we thought, what better authority than that of a true pioneering sexual and relationship therapist than Dr. Ruth? Of course Doctor Demento, TalkNet dealing with financial issues and all we thought we had a good rounded bunch of programs.

By 1983, my Mom’s health was suffering, her ability to monitor every day life as well as the club’s the shop, and me was just too much.

I can remember returning to Hazzard from fetching the son, of the legal services director at the time’ T Bird to be restored by the Hazzard Garage. Only to find that in the night that Mom had passed away. No need to waste time. The General got me over to the hospital here in Twin quite rapidly, Mom had awakened long enough to tell me good bye.

Bro drove home as I was in no condition.

Over the next few weeks, everybody that could plunder , the possessions of our humble home did. Many things that today would be worth a fortune. But the radio gear and my world purtty much stayed intact.

It was May that year, the month of Mom’s birthday. We had just gotten our official call letters for the radio station KTOW, and gotten our NBC Radio affiliation. This ran on, until mid August. When I got the news that the club’s and Montgomery Foundation’s main bean counter and distributor, thought it be best if I were to move to Boise.

I hesitated until June 1984, but by then any love I had for this valley was lost.

We went to Boise, I reworked the shop into Cooter’s Customs that later in LowRiders speak became Kustmz and in March 1987 we opened the new shop in Boise. I needed certain degrees school wise, so while still serving in my capacity for the UCSMC I moved to Pocatello. Over the next 3 years changes came, to where , I had a son, gave birth to the Dixie Diesel Shop, and decided in 1990 to move to Utah. While there, in Utah, things were coming unglued here in the home plate of the Hazzard Knytes, so reluctantly, I moved here, again. If anyone thought I wasn’t loyal by now, should ought to have a sandwich.

The new CDL Law came into effect, and Boise State University, in Nampa had a program to get one. Cept by the time I could get there, my spot was taken. But I met the one real human love of my life, so I transplanted them here and eventually to Rupert.

By late 1992 I had met Robin, and in March 1993, we refried KTOW back to life. Then I got frustrated by the bassackwards ways of Tweaker Flatts and Tragic Valley Idaho, and moved back into Utah, were I remained until 1997 when I thought I saw a ray of sun in Rigby. Then found that it was possible to regain ground at the old homestead.

But that in a nutshell is the history of HazzardAyre.

Now I gotta pass this on since it reared its fugdugly head again. So I must clarify, in no way in hell, is A1 Towing, Big C in any way involved outside of my SSA Payee, involved in the operations or affiliated with HazzardAyre The Hazzard County Knytes or Knytes-of-Anarchy. Nor is A1 Towing affiliated with Dixie Toewing or AyreWolf Aviation. These firms and the club is ours , not A1’s, so please for Heavens sake don’t bother the A1 crew with any and I mean ANY inquiries. Seems as though an ad I thought was flagged , unflagged. Meaning ol Big C called pee-owed.

This sort of thing is the reason that for years the club , never hired or reached outside the club. We did everything in house, and with club members and/or club members families. Now all of a sudden we open up the gate, two get ditched due to getting greedy, one who had no intention of showing up anyway. And bugging Big C. Leave Big C and his company alone, they have nothing to do with us. Any more and the club will shut this down, I’ll move and anybody who ever thought of working here will be sol. I’ll just do it myself until I move back to Wyoming and or Utah.

Until L8R

 

Quote of the Day:
We are always getting ready to live, but never living.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson

1 John 4:20-21“Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. And he has given us this command: Anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

Early to bed Early to rise, but not for those who toew or on radio

There’s an old kountry saying that goes, Early to Bed, early to rise, ya’ll know the rest. Thing is, I don’t think there is rest for those of us who toew or on radio.

Seems as though there is always some crisis that needs solving on the radio, and of course , a day most should ought stay home, read their bibles and watch HeeHaw, on RFDTV . But no they’re out carousing and when that old ride or especially those Toyota Prius’ battery goes kaput, its me out doing quick jump starts. So did. And made a few green stamps.

Which gave me a few bucks to snag some Goody’s and cold meds from Wal-Mart, in Twin. By the highway there’s a hottie in there doing checkout who is of the Oriental species, but just mini enough for me to just water like my four legged brethren in amongst a heard of deer. Get it? Deer(Dear). So then tried to get out of my parking lot in old LiL Lexi, and this MexiCali chick tried to back out a mini SUV, and she tried 12 times. I near felt like going up to her and saying ya’ll want me to do this? After she got out so did I.

Then got my power bill, not bad , a heck of a lot better than what I got from Heyburn last year. So then got to watching Family Net, since ain’t got cable, and saw where Family Net and RFDTV is having issues with Cox Communications aka Cox Cable.

How could anybody not want RFDTV or any part of it on their system? Family Net/Rural TV, is great from a shows point of view, there is everything one could want. But here’s the suggestion to those in power at RFDTV, put in a few mainstream shows that even city folks can grip, The Dukes-of-Hazzard would be a plus, B.J. & The Bear, and put Movin On in a time slot where even our local affiliate would put it back on. That’d get CoX back into the mix.

Of course watching HeeHaw, I wondered , could such a production be done new today? Not just the kountry music segments, but could you cast, preytell one could find em, cast gals clad in those shorts and all leggy, without getting millions of sour emails and letters from those politically correct females and activists. To whit, we at Southern Steele Studios are looking into it.

Of course, could you post a befuddled DJ on a real radio station KORN that hails out of South Dakota? With that in mind, thought some of the crew might drop by, but Sylver is still in the throws, of being sick. Guess I was only mildly infected. She must be getting the boomerang of her, then kids, then back to her.

Nothing that Tylenol Flu, Goody’s Jack Daniels , and lots of rest wont help fix.

But that Ceaser hasn’t been as forthcoming as one would predict. Guess he figures we need him worse than he needs us. Not so. Fact is, I couldn’t care less. It’s like the old movie, once built they will come. Only problem I really don’t want to wait that long, to get things in place so I can make a graceful exit.

There’s only two others that we have in the club that can handle these duties. On is MIA in Nevada, doing training at Nellis, and the other still deployed in the Pacific Rim, I can’t say any more on that about that.

So that right now leaves me. Or with a month or two training Sylver Star.

Any mile , doing somewhat better today, still coughing just not as much. Only pain is where I wrenched my little toe last night around a post on my bed frame. Damn its sore. Thought I broke it, but don’t think so, but damn its sore.

But I’m going to try the Early Bed thing much to do this week.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
For greed, all nature is too little.
--Seneca, Roman statesman and author

2 Corinthians 5:19-20“that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

Sunday getting back into the flow

It’s finally another Sunday meaning getting back into the flow of getting back to work.

While I still am coughing its not as bad as it was. I also think that my entire body shutting down was a sign that I had just reached a point that I needed to decompress and heal a bit. Take a self diagnostic and internal evaluation.

Look at it this way since September 2012, its been go none stop . Outside of the stress’s of relocating here to Twin Falls, something I’m just now considering that I should have examined further before execution, there was the stress of the club and planning of DukesFest that was to be in Burley. Which lead to me because of environmental circumstances had me move into the shop, that and theft. Which brought me to talking at Big C to take over financial duties for me, so I moved here. Then there was the test of the CraigsList fiasco. Okay I will admit we did harvest one good prospective Intern Silver Star, but the rest? Come on? Is this all we can expect out of a town of 45k, guess employment slinging hash at the depot, or serving drinks in tight shorts at Anchors for $4.00 an hour plus maybe tips if one of em flirts good enough, is better than training for 3 to 6 months depending on attitude and aptitude to be gaining a career position that starts out at $50.00 an hour? Oh well. So that was from November into December. All the while keeping peace with Big C, and the club, and still going to bed in a quandary of, is this really the place to plant these seeds?

So by a week or so ago, I was feeling like a 10 year old car battery that is trying to fire a 56 Merc, in 0 degree cold. It just didn’t work, until the flu, medicines that took out any ambition, flat shut the body down to the point, that I was nearly ready to say piss on it. Finish up and split. Which I’m still at, but I will not quit until the entire fracking valley turns on that radio in their car or SUV and hears me at HazzardAyre, over normal radio. Not just satellite, or through syndication.

Then there is the great decision, bring LexiBelle over here, to sit out in the cold to save some money that would be used on rent for the shop, and put that into the radio gig, or leave the rig in Burley . The only reason I am going through with hauling Lexi over here, is the security thing. So this week Lexi will be, behind Ricky’s. But only until I find a similar shop here in the area, rework and all Lexi, then LiL Lexi, then find a place, to live in or near where AyreWolf Aviation is in Utah or at least Wyoming. Pack up my butt and say I’m done with this. Leaving HazzardAyre in the care of Sylver Star. But it will take time. So I’m just going through everything methodically, to make sure that once I leave, I don’t have to come up here except maybe once or twice a month go over things with Sylver and then going home. Or in the case of fire, flood, or natural disaster. Past that, I’m done with no go, bassackwards, stuck up, arrogant, ignorant Idaho. Or at least this end of it. Hell let em can yogurt. To hell with introducing technology or the arts to this stinking TweakerVille.

Once back over in Wyoming, then worry about going toewing, and not stepping on Big C’s toews. More over rebuild HCC there, and put the Wyoming Charter of both the Knytes and SAMCRO MC back into a more progressive mode of operation.

I had a bunch of things planned when I looked at coming back to this area in 2005 after my discharge from the UCSMC, then when I was lead by my other brain here, by tight jeans, and sweet pewfume, I thought I can fix some of this. I first went to Pocatello, when there was a clear Dead End in Heyburn in 2007. By the time mid summer 2008, smarter mind would have said fetch Lexi, go to Blackfoot, build it out there. But I saw an ad in a piss ass’d newspaper out of MHI, about a nuke power plant. Moved to GF, thought on the side do up toewing and maybe build a hangar for AyreWolf there. But with a prick in the city council that got his wires crossed, over time and due to the folks who rented me the house there going bankrupt, I moved to Gooding. Back in familiar places and faces. HQ comes up says nope, so we rent studio in Gooding, I move to Bliss. No problem. That is until the USPS could get the idea in their mixed up brain I moved 8 blocks west. Even with a change of address. Which meant three checks from HQ in Utah, were lost in snail mail space. By the time they were recovered, it was too late Tricky Stricky, decided to lock me out, at 16:00 hours, just as I went to dinner. Talk about sneaky. The rest most of you know. And folks wonder why I’m bitter? Discouraged? I'm so pee-owed at Idaho, I have looked into getting where I was born changed so it don’t say Idaho no where, and even retransplanting Mom & Dad from Grace Idaho’s Cemetery to one in Utah near where we lived and I mean LIVED , there not just existed, like I do here.

So why am I still doing the radio thing here? Because there are people out there on that big highway called I-84, that is a community of and unto itself, with people who want a voice. Plus even though fewer , still KOA and AyreWolvez members here that need what HazzardAyre and WyldAyre delivers, and mostly because when I set out to do something I try to complete it. Its called Hazzard County tenacity.

Any way hitting the rack, got to get things in gear here today.

Hope to see Sylver Star sometime this afternoon and Ceaser.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
If it doesn't matter who wins, then how come they keep score?
--Vincent Lombardi

2 Corinthians 5:19-20“that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

As I close for the day

There are times, I wished it would have been I that started or created a phrase or slang catch term that became popular, considering the flack I get over it at times.

Although I may have been the one that used the term Hooker in describing a tow truck , commercially, it unfortunately wasn’t me who came up with the cb slang term, but if I had, I could have made zillions of bucks over it.

But I degrees.

The thought by those not in the know or at least hip to what we constantly struggle to get forth on TV and in print, with having gals pose with rides and birds, doesn’t get translated. If I pitch the idea of posing with a bike for example to a prospective gal, the immediate thought to or by her is, some gal in a bikini. Sadly to say I wouldn’t do that in a trailer truck full of sundaes. First of all the concept is over used, 2 its trashy, and 3 , most women of normal looks, don’t look good in a bikini. And those big tall heels, not around any custom paint job I applied.

The idea is more to have the gals threads match that of the basic era, or theme of the vehicle being photographed. If it’s a 50’s custom, bobby sox, poodle skirt, and sweater would look good along with a pony tail for hair dressing. If it’s a mid 60’s muscle car, what we called hot pants, a great looking blouse, go-go boots, and a spiral perm. Custom tow truck? How about form fitting coveralls, big rig? How about something that says genuine kountry, tight Wrangler Jeans, or a HeeHaw honey look? In essence , there’s ways to make a shot look hot, and sensual, without being trashy porn. What your trying to do, is enhance the look of the ride your capturing on film , not detract from it. Oh and the custom Chopper? Nothing like form fitting full dress leathers. This way both Mom and her guys enjoy, not having to have the magazine or whatever being sent out to the garage so you don’t embarrass the local bridge club when they show up.

If your going to do interaction between say the owner with the model, like our toew kiss, for a toew truck works, or a smooch like Arthur Fonzerellie from Happy Days works, but not a super drawn out wet one. Make it tasteful.

That’s what we try to do always.

Try to get that idea across to those not in the understanding, might as well push a brick outhouse over on em, for all the good it does.

It only takes one or two gals to step up , try it out to show what we have in mind. Many get spooked, from pre misconceptions, but like many other things misconceptions are hard to redirect. If even one can.

Last night on my cold walk that brought my hacking cough back, I got to thinking on things, first , after further consideration , LexiBelle will rest nicely here behind Ricky’s place until summer then its full tilt revision for operational status come winter 2014. But in the meantime, I’m taking the full year of 2013 to get this redid version of KTOW/KDXB up and running, that is after all what I moved back to this gall darn bassackwards stuck up place to begin with. If it was strictly to tow or fly could have done that in Wyoming. It was by agreement that HazzardAyre/Dixie-Diesel Radio needed two hubs. The one in Evanston, and the one in Buhl.

FYI, the view of the club, while apprehensive is also one of a one more try. With the terms being, I show them something solid this run out, they dump money into it, hordes of money into it. If not, we do it simple, and not include the public, just strictly club members, and farm out extra enhancements to our Utah charter.

What the rest of the future holds, know one really knows, but what’s on the HUD of the club, that in my next entry.

Have pleasant Toew Dreams.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.
--George Moore

Galatians 3:26-28“So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

A quiet night in my part of the world

Few things are as serene as tonight. Not that I got tight with something sweet and am enjoying a bit of euphoria that goes on after the wyld thing. Nope not even there. In fact its that with the snow outside and with LexiBelle down on repairs I was able to just go for a walk downtown and back. Sure its cold outside and all and the sniffles surly will start again, but cabin fever got purtty bad so out I went.

When one does not have to drive and worry about the idiots you get to absorb the beauty and peace. Then about my return home seeing just a few and I mean few cars out, including some cops busting some drunk, down a mile from the house, I just looked and felt a albeit a few minutes of divine peace. It’s like with the white outside, that even hustling bustling Twin Falls, covered itself in white blanket, rolled over and went to sleep.

Upon my walk I got to thinking of all the things that lead to my near mind freeze over the last few weeks, as well as the seemingly dead end that seems to be the norm for our half of Idaho. The things I returned here after I said no way in haideeze would I ever do this again in 2002, and even when I nearly was headed back to Utah, after a little bikini bar bouncer who heckled me beyond anything needed. I thought bullsbreath. My loyalty to Big C wont change and while not even close to re-entering the toew bizz again, I’m not quite ready to close that door. Just got to be the right place. I know where, but that’s at least two years off, if it ever does happen in Idaho, for that.

Now to put some minds at ease, the media werx plan is to train, Sylver Star , to a point , then Ceaser to where in a year or two, I can hand the keys to the radio gig, over to them, with Sylver Star being main boss and Ceaser her Vee-Pee, so I can return to Utah to regain control of operations at AyreWolf Aviation, and of course regroove Dixie Toewing in Utah, and do my end of HazzardAyre there, and know , that outside of fire and /or flood, KDXB is in good hands.

But the Utah life works better for me there are other resources there that will never be in Twin Falls, likewise resources to put Hazzard and WyldAyre over the top. Or at least get to an altitude and attitude the media werx and most important the club to grow beyond the boundaries we are restrained under now.

More over I need to find me again, someone I miss and lost in 2006, when I got conned by a nose candy hussy, to moving back here in the first place.

I like the idea of being able to just make a phone call to get models for photo projects or videos, from established agencies. Rather than having to put up ads on CraigsList and getting crack sluts, who are looking for quick bucks. I want and need those fully trained to just slyde in , do the gig, get their money and slyde right out, not linger.

Or when needing on air talent going to established media recruiters rather than the Craigs List thing. In radio and media both TV and Print, if you wait for the resources to catch up to you, it might just pass you by. No matter the production idea, if you thought it, two others already have. You have to act decisively , if you don’t your idea is already on screen and somebody else making money off it long before you get your horse out of the barn. Idaho’s trucking and toewing industries need what we do, the long stretches of long black, tonight white ribbon, of highways, have residents on them that need to know the latest, in their worlds, they also want to be entertained and want a little spice in their radio rather than the bland, LDS Approved version they get elsewhere. But I do not have to be here forever to make that happen. A good GM and assistant can do the day to day duties as easily as I do, once trained in Hazzard County procedures. Sylver Star has the open mind to absorb such, but hey I might be wrong. She might bolt, so I’m taking that easy. But once her or who ever I train is fully trained and Hazzard Certified, and I’m out of aviation engineering school, my tail is in Utah, the radio gig or Idaho’s end of it is here and so it goes.

I could go on there, but ya’ll get the idea.

On nights like this, I think of those days with Monkey, sitting on the floor, in front of a fire place, in Payson Utah. It was a night like tonight, on that floor, that in 1994 , I asked Monkey to marry me, surprisingly , she said yes. Sadly though the memory of due to the pressures of my going toewing and all, that I came home through a hell snow storm through Paris canyon in southeastern Idaho, to get home and find Monkey and Mike gone. Only a note. She’s why I’ll never get that serious about any woman again, EVER.

Although I don’t blame her. Few if any woman, could keep up with my schedules and life, from tow to radio to TV and producing films, its difficult for women not used to it , to live with someone that has to cast women for acting and other drama activities. Plus the on call, never go very far from home due to tow duties. Hell I didn’t resume flying until 2001 and that was only by divine inspiration.

I’m still hacking, but its more dry air than flu. Looking to getting a humidifier. That is when there is one to be bought.

Until Saturday afternoon,

Quote of the Day:
Forgiveness is not an occasional act: it is a permanent attitude.
--Dr. Martin Luther King

Galatians 3:26-28“So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

New hires

Had a pitch that came in during our toew show earlier this evening so I need to address it as best as I can.

We have , pending some formalities , a new intern that can bloom well as an area supervisor and Vee-Pee of Confederate Star Media.

While I’m tickled so far and all I want to make sure that all understand, I have no alternate ideas here. In fact it wouldn’t matter if Sylver Star was male or female, her dedication and responsive attitudes make her a real find. Now the fact she just happens to be a she, in a fine package don’t hurt either, but again it’s the person inside.

She’s eager and seems to have both sides of her brain connecting. Which is also very rare in this area.

Then got a blip from one of the hecklers that was a tragic upset to the HazzardAyre project over December.

By January 2nd they wanted money. The question was, what do we pay them for? If I took out my normal consultation fees of $50.00 an hour, they wouldn’t get anything. Plus standing guard when her ex came to pick up his stuff, then going to the car lot she had got a car from to negotiate release of the vehicle. She didn’t mind calling me honey then. Really? And she wanted paid for this?

On anybody so far, I have yet to find the slick glide in of the moxy test, you know the lips on toes in hose thing. I have yet to find anybody who have came in and just pulled off a heel and said here ya go. In fact I have only had 3 in the last 25 years do that in this area. The first is one from Boise who mailed me a regular letter with some crude but good Polaroid's of her. I trucked up from Pocatello, met with her, she put toes in front of my nose , plus we worked on poses and even went to the mall to shop for threads for the shoot. I took LexiBelle up, with a photographer and pics were done, she got paid everyone was tickled. If my ex hadn’t thrown most of that away out of jealousy , I could even use those today.

The next of then new hires came in from a simple two or three line ad I put in as a after thought into the what was then Farm Times of Idaho. Thinking maybe I might get an ex rodeo queen to apply. After three interviews one came in that is my measure of the best. Robin came in, in a mid knee dress. I told her the look, we wanted and what was the gig. She went home, put on a hot skirt, nice hose, and came back. In no short of a time about two weeks of us working 13 hours a day, I had a talent, who didn’t flinch or do the 30 question of the toes in my face thing. She could recite copy, and I could mix in music long after, without her even being there. I’d be thinking of an idea or topic for the show and she’d call me up even in mid sleep and we’d both be on the same page. Now understand Robin by no means was a pro model when we found her. She worked part time at the WaySide, outside of Heyburn doing dishes and serving then at Simplot’s cafeteria, but she wanted the career, not just a job we offered.

After a month we were so in tune, many of the club thought I should have married her, and a few times in the booth things did get a bit steamy, but we left each other extremely great friends. She now is a marketing executive with Freightliner , making the better of $2,mil a year. But she wanted it.

Then there is Ellie May our Nurse Goodbody, because she truly has the look of Nurse GoodBody of HeeHaw fame.

The first time , Ellie May called me, she came over and wasn’t impressed and then called back a few days later.

When she called for interview #2, I told her about the moxy thing, and the only question she asked was, Pantyhose or stockings, shyt I thought they were the same thing. Not only did we do that, but we worked and had a budding near multi million dollar gig about to go viral on two TV networks an as well as radio. Plus the fact she bailed out LexiBelle, which was a plus, but she believed in the project. To the point she’d drive the 35 miles one way through some really nasty weather to be there at midnight, yes MIDNIGHT the bewitching hour, but did not let that hour bother her. Her hubby would pack us lunch she’d bring organic root beer, and a radiant heater we called Henry, and we made great radio. The default came when mail from the club, failed to reach us because a postal service worker of Gooding couldn’t figure out I had just moved 8 blocks on the same damn street. The delay got under the skin of a realtor there that leased us the facility, the rest of that most of ya’ll know. And had a few doubters stayed out of it and not made waves, I had alternate quarters found and we could have launched on time. But know what? Ellie May and I stay in touch are great friends, and she’s also ready to jump back in once we relaunch full on in June or so.

Now I have the new trainee, Sylver Star, as we call her on air, who has that same IT factor, if I can just bring it out. While at the first interview I was going to administer the moxy test, I thought not yet. I’m waiting for that as a surprise when she shows up to start training. She’ll know the right time and all when, but I think Sylver Star has the ability to be in the company of the ones who stuck to it, worked with me in the unorthodox methods we do, and know what? I see her, becoming a true media talent if not complete celebrity by this time next year.

But then there are those that find the need to call the fuzz, create hate in with club members and associates , just to make trouble because of sour grapes.

These will be the same ones that will be lined up to main and all the way to Clear Springs in Buhl, wanting to be part of HazzardAyre, WyldAyre or Confederate Star TV, begging and saying I’m sorry. At that time it’ll be the other club members doing interviews and they don’t do it like I do.

The bottom line, with new hires, when I’m impressed , I put my all into the new hires , I’m impressed with, because I know the quality of the shows, the network will be because of them , this is a team effort. In a few days when she’s over the flu like I am, and have had, I’ll have her write and post her own into bio, on this newsletter to introduce her to you, by next Friday don’t be surprised to hear her on air.

Any mile taking the night off, threw the net switch Friday Night, see ya’ll Saturday Afternoon here, and on air,.

L8R Ya’ll

 

Quote of the Day:
God looks at the clean hands, not the full ones.
--Publilius Syrus

Galatians 3:26-28“So in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.