Glad to be home

Finally home, LexiBelle all secure and life beginning to turn to normal. It’s times like this you find out who will be your back and those that just make noise.

All the crew today at A1 Making me again like family. Got the one shop in Burley liquidated but keeping the one for Hazzard County Choppers.

Okay then going like impulse speed, to doing all that, that makes up HazzardAyre/Highway Hooker Radio, but I’m only going to be taking on just one intern and work her into management and full time/part time, anybody else will be obtained through or within the club. Members, family siblings of members etc.

Over the last month and a half, nearly loosing LexiBelle, the mental strain and drain on my brain, no thank you. Sylver Star is all we need here right now.

The hip hop rapper, pee’d in his own nest. You don’t get on line in somebody’s Facebook, page and tell em off, not if you want to water the seeds of the seeds that’s being planted. Quite for sure, he just screwed the pooch. I think he wanted to get tight with Sylver which is okay, just don’t like our gig to be the catalyst.

Any mile, just wanted to pop in, all is well. All moved, eating, warming up, going to bed. See ya’ll on the radio.

L8R

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The people I waste my time on

Just another day in paradise. Well not really, see this Ceaser guy posts a thing on my Facebook about something he found disturbing.

In reality I don’t think he really wanted much to do with HazzardAyre or that anyway. So be it, we keep, on keeping on.

Have done for 40 plus years, and damn well plan on being in your ears another 40 plus years. Thing is, hey, he came to me. I did not call him in the first place, I drove to his house for a first meet, and even though not the usual flavor of music and style was willing to allow him and crew to be on our airwaves for at least 12 hours. Gain some knowledge and be kool. But hey to each their own, I’m tired of it. That $200K is getting much tastier.

Thing is, for all these people that I befriended on this last round of talent searches for the network, I have let my own business go. Yet they spit at me? Come on. Talk about ungrateful. But at least I can move on and we can continue to build on that, what makes us, us.

I’m just now getting over this flu, and all hope later today, I can get over to fetch LexiBelle. Thing is, again and I need to say, Ceaser was not clear on just what got him pee-owed? Was it that we as a club wanted to work with his crew to throw a fundraiser for the radio gig to defray some interim bills? Was it, that I really did forget to divvy up for my coffee today, however I will say this. In no way in hell will I invite anybody into my home studio outside of club members.

When things are together in Buhl in a month or two, then many will be there. I know all too many there and they all know me all to well . They know while I may be old, with some real world broadcast experience, while I may be sort of scrungy looking hey am what I am, and okay I haven’t went clothes shopping in a ton of months, shyt when have I had time? Fact is with me everything is real, above board and solid, so is the club not just 40 years ago, but right to today.

Granted many members are in service to their country, and that is also where myself and many who are stateside are as well, even though honorably discharged, we still serve. Not only the public, but we serve those who still are serving. But hey , like a associate of mine in Pocatello said once, you can’t please everybody. Plus you can’t save everybody.

Any flyte, 06:00 comes early.

L8R Aviators

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For Sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
--William Shakespeare

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Which way?

As I muddled through yet another show of HazzardAyre, I could not shake the feelings I had from earlier in the day.

The fact that outside people want to remold the very thing that has been the voice of Today’s Confederacy, seems to be a goal that I can’t sustain or support.

I had all kinds of thoughts on our meeting, but everybody is in so much of a hurry, that normal planning is pushed aside for mere gab and occasional show & tell sessions.

For nearly 30 plus years from behind this mic, I have produced, sweat, and tears, an award winning of several, HazzardAyre, WyldAyre, Southern Steele and Highway Hooker/Dixie Diesel Radio.

We have put off the wall comedy and anti establishment fight the system radio into more ears than just about if not no one else cared or dared to.

And now I might, might mind you loose a center of my life due to putting off my duties and personal responsibilities, I might loose LexiBelle. Will see and report in the afternoon.

In the end result, is I in the end  up still doing the radio gig alone, by myself and no thank you’s except for club membership.

And yet no one comes over and says, thanks for the opportunity, here’s some green to help this happen, its all take, take, take. How about some give to the old Wolf here? Makes that $200K offer even more appealing, don’t it?

To club officers, its oh well, you stubbed your toes again now what genius?

While I can’t force this, now. Outsider type applicants except for the two we already have now are going to have to pay an entrance fee just to become involved. This constant me giving my all, just to get kicked in the teeth thing is over.

Any flyte, busy day today with God’s blessing and all Lexi will be home Wednesday Night.

Keep it wings level,

 

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You are not what you own.
--Fugazi, American rock band

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Coffee meeting

So I went to the coffee meeting with the interim crew. Many questions asked, but many of the answers still vague.

Seems more people want more out of me than I’m able to give right now.

The idea of a fund raiser went over like a brick.

Its no big secret that by myself, I could never do what I do for and of HazzardAyre. The fact that I have past due bills , getting LexiBelle over here to Twin and still trying to maintain peace between club members and outside people who love to throw crap into the fan.

Money is tight, has been for many in America for the last 30 years. The current economic crisis in our nation dates back to President Ford and has trudged through the Carter administration all the way to today, with only 8 years of relief , when President Clinton was in power.

The club’s abilities in commerce, is derived from a collective fund that is the treasury of the club. That gains its money from events, dues and long tern endowments. However those funds are distributed by only one person that gets his instructions from club officers. Many of which do not live any more in our bassackwards area. So that being that anything that shakes the stability tree means money not as rapidly disbursed as it is when that tree is not shaken.

I will admit, that I goofed in three ways, one firing the bean counter in Blackfoot and getting a new one that is still getting up to speed. Plus getting Big C involved in my own SSA fund distribution, means things are behind. But I also goofed when I moved out of Burley in search of bright lights and a slightly bigger city. The big goof? Putting up an ad for in studio help here at HazzardAyre on CraigsList , to allow us and me the ability to even consider once again expanding to a more robust operation.

Out of 8 people we found two, that we are mentoring now and bringing into the internship realm, but the rest were not even in the ball park, and one that had to keep shaking the wrong tree. Big C’s operation has nothing to do with the club, but I suppose that appearances might make some think otherwise. Then two wanted money for something they hadn’t done anything to be paid for.

If the club seems shaky about bringing HazzardAyre up to boil, your right. Former sour episodes of some operations and dealings is part of it, the rest is the club and me are in a mode of thinking, is all this pain worth what we’ll gain out of. If the club did everything for our own self serving satisfaction, that’d be one thing, but that’s not the case. The Knytes-of-Anarchy and brother organization AyreWolvez was created in part as a Dukes-of-Hazzard fan club combination hot rod trucker group. However the deeper side of the club is that we are a service club to every , man, woman and the families of those who put on a Navy or Marine uniform and gained golden wings as a Navy/Marine aviator. We work with those being discharged as well as those going out to duty. We help their families, and we are there when times are tough. Thing is our funds do much more than build radio stations, broadcast media and host rallies. Our funds are being spent to keep our fellow winged warriors alive, and a roof over their heads and their families heads. Anything that interferes with that, is rapidly as possible dealt with and terminated.

HazzardAyre is our public outreach and information source, both on this blog, as well as the printed version and as well as our radio and upcoming TV network.

Thing is, those that are not willing to put their name or effort on the line, and all do not need to be here. We’ve managed since 1974 and we’ll manage another 30 years on our own.

So we went out to the studio that one of our new associates has. Not bad, as far as going for a ride. But I wanted a bit more one on one time with each. Not that there’s anything to hide, but each is going to be doing something else. Thus different training will be needed.

There needs to be a better bigger pow wow, Guess there’s something shaking at Ceaser’s place , I’m getting confused.

The main thing is, and I have to I suppose be more assertive, and not so passive. In essence be the boss, and take charge. I don’t like having to be aggressive but suppose I need to.

Friday I have a meeting with a media broker, on the license sale. I’m near 40% in favor and 60% not so much, but the idea of getting $200K into the clubs cash stash, me moving to parts elsewhere and going at this ain’t such a bad plan. But I started something I’d like to finish it, but any more screw ups or getting chewed because others feel the need to do and end run around me and getting in the face of people who have nothing to do with this, means I get money taken away from me and makes getting money from the one who writes the checks even harder.

Any way, taking some leisure time this evening, need to make out some action plans for HazzardAyre since the new associates need to see not just hear, so will not be on air tonight, but there will be a pre recorded version on none the less.

Next ? HazzardAyre goes cosmic , we get our own XM/Sirius channel.

Stay Tuned,

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--Franz Kafka

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Big offer, unsettled mind

 

Last night just before I went on air here, I got a helluva offer.

One of the other radio media groups in this area, wont say who, but one offered me and the club, the sum of $200K for the station license and area operational rights. Twice the amount if we sold the AM with it.

After the events on Monday, I would be lying if I said the idea is not churning in my innerds something fierce.

With $200k, I could easily clear out of this end of Idaho, if not completely out of no go Idaho, move my butt to either Wyoming or Utah, take some of the $200K rebuild one of our broadcast properties in either American Falls or near Evanston Wyoming. And not really think twice.

I have a meeting with some of my local crew as well as a media broker on Thursday to see if the offer is worth it, but its not because I have any loyalty to this end or any Idaho anything, that I’d stay. My Hazzard County tenacity and Confederate pride says stay put and at least do what I set out to do here in late 2005, but I’ll tell ya’ll one more thing that happens like today did, and I’m signing papers. Course have to run this through club HQ , but most I think of the club, are in agreement of just absorbing the Idaho charter into Utah’s and let someone else have these headaches. I’m all for heading east to Wyoming, and breathing in new air. Yes Wyoming is colder temp wise, but I’ll tell ya’ll this, when I resided there, I had bar money, I went to sing Karaoke every Thursday, I had friends and I was able to laugh on a regular basis. Plus LexiBelle wasn’t in competition all the time with damn near show trucks. The Three Sisters Pass east of Evanston on I-80 there doesn’t care if it’s a new truck or old, people trapped up there on snowy nights only care to get out of there. In essence I made money. Sure there weren’t any more female radio people in town there, but an hour out and 80 miles west and south is Salt Lake City, and I had voices and visuals all I needed.

Just thought ya’ll should know, one more hiccup, and this long haul kaynyne is outta here.

I’m in bed with a migraine so see ya’ll after 15:00 hours Tuesday.

L8R

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--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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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

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--Ludwig van Beethoven

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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.