Rainy Day Friday

Rainy day Friday, started off a bit bumpy. It is my pay day Friday, so was getting ready to venture on over to see Charlie on that, when this couple looking for the wife a job, comes by. Rattles my next door neighbors , I’m thinking the gal is here for the housekeepers job, nope wants to be an on air person. No way for a number of reasons, hubby, baby, no looks, not rebel enough. What does it take to be a SheWolf on HazzardAyre Radio? A body like Daisy Duke or Selena Gomez, a mouth like Gretchen Wilson, and the angelic personality of Emma Leigh. fall short of that your not getting on air at HazzardAyre. So then because this couple bothered my neighbors, they call Jenn, Charlies other half, she started in on me, only out of respect for Charlie did I hold my mouth. But I thought of simply saying you want to start something honey? Send in the fuzz, one look at my on air video of me doing this show ON TV , albeit public access but still TV, the fact I and the club have tax numbers are registered with the state including the tax commission, means not only are we legit, we are damn well legit. If someone pushed I’d say now I counter sue, for defamation, false accusation, and a number, and I’d go after her assets , not Charlie’s , since Charlie has treated me well.

Simply put , I ain’t quiting, yet still too, if someone showed up at the house here with $100,000.00 reserve money and owe the other $100k, I’d sell the one signal we own out of Buhl, fix my rigs and forget This side of Idaho even exists. I have no love lost here for the Tragic Valley, but a rebel confederate Marine does not run away from a good solid project, and the delay I’m under now has to do with me backing away from the gig, in January.

Seems everywhere I go though, you mention A1 people ask who? Mention Dixie and/or the Hazzard County Garage of Hazzard(Hagerman) and many people know who. At least I know when to keep my mouth shut on an accident scene and not mouth off to a state trooper.

Any mile , getting some snooze then headed to working l8r on air.

Until then,

 

L8R Ya’ll

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If you think nobody cares if you are alive, try missing a couple of car payments.
--Earl Wilson

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Night time is the right time, most of the time

The once upon a night as we get ready to depart this mortal coil and go off to seek refuge in deep slumber , many of us said these words as we prepared ourselves to enter our Lords arms for protection, “ Now I lay me down to sleep I pray my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake, I pray dear Lord my soul to take. Amen” There is such simplicity and exactness that it’s very difficult for humans to completely understand these words.

It seems many times we hear the lyrics but don’t comprehend the songs, even to the point of hearing the melody. Too often I think we hear only what we want to hear, rather than what’s being said.

If you have been following my blog here any recently, you must have read on last Sunday how I was in deep need of nicotine, that is only part of the need. I was reaching out to make peace with a great lady who I still call my Heavenly Sister. I also sent a copy to both her as well as one of the Pastors who, finally made me a friend on Facebook. Now the lyrics might have been only to them that I was looking for a free can of Skoal, and some moo juice(milk) . No not really, the amount of both I had planned to pay back in full, that next morning, as I got money from our illustrious state of Idaho. But the song was I thought to meaning as it was intentional, that her or Pastor Bacon to come over we do the Skoal thing, but more over have a few minutes to spend to really have some quality time to talk and yes pray, for all concerned for forgiveness and understanding. Which forgiveness is something we as REAL Christians should do, forgive each other as we ask God, even with the blood shed by his Son Jesus Christ, for our sins we also need to love each other as we do ourselves. The melody of the song was to enable me to be able to get the situations that led up to all anger to be discussed , mend fences and for me to try to re-enter the inner sanctum of the River Fellowship, in essence go back to church. Yet nobody came by. If this had been a request of me being fatally ill, would there have been any response from either of these two? I think in my sisters case , yes. However in Pastor Bacon’s purview , no.

During the night time, it’s a bit cooler, although here lately not by much, and the quiet comes into view(and the drag races stop) {Twin Falls’ Police Department needs to post a cop or two here from about 22:00 hours(10:00PM) it’d be citation bliss} ideas and thoughts race into my mind.

It’s one thing to stand in Church with our arms and hands in the air , digesting gospel songs, but do we put these lyrics into practice, same goes for a few Pastors, do they put into practice what they preach?

Its written in the bible to beware of all too many who claim to speak for God, many will preach, banging on our bible, pick it apart by verse, yet do they really believe what they are preaching? Do any of them, just read the entire chapter, more over how many have just sat down and read the bible as in a novel? Not pick it apart , but absorbing the entire message.

As it’s supposedly Independence day on Thursday, (4th of July) remember that our nation our full nation is not free nor rid of oppression, and will not be until this flag Once gain flys with pride and the reverence she deserves.

It was once said, there are three things that are infinite, God’s love for us his children, the universe, and yankee stupidity and arrogance.

Until L8r This morning,

 

Quote of the Day:
In matters of conscience, the law of the majority has no place.
--“Mahatma” Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi

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Dixie Ryezing

Recent happenings on the A1 front, is getting me more ambitious about kicking Dixie Toewing into gear here.

With that in mind, saw on a Toew Sis’s Facebook, posting in North Salt Lake that she was looking for a driver. So am looking into that first, but if that don’t happen, the program will be to deploy my forces into going into wyldfyre mode on Dixie Toewing.

This afternoon, sitting at the round table there at A1’s shop, waiting for all too many to get out of the office so I could tend to cleaning duties there, Big butthead Dale, was questioning my ability to fly. Really? What big butthead, doesn’t realize is that sitting at Bountiful SkyPark is a long hangar that is owned by me and yes AyreWolf Aviation, more over because of my funds from the guvernment (mis-spelled on purpose) The company on paper is presided over by my cousin Gordon who soon will go to Alaska getting hitched and all, and another cousin to run it. That said and even with my diabetes I’ll still be able to fly after a review by FAA, that said, I still CAN FLY.

What butthead doesn’t realize is a whole big field of scrap, that Charlie got, was negotiated by me, when Big butthead(Dale) couldn’t make that deal. Did I get credit? Yes but only by Charlie. The current Idaho Towing Lien Law was co written by me. Plus the fact that LexiBelle was toewing this dang valley from Hazzard(Hagerman) and owned ALL of highway 93 to Jackpot and was getting calls all the way to Contact Nevada, 30 miles south of Jackpot.

Dixie Toewing wrote the book, of Toewing in Idaho, under the proud name of the Hazzard County Garage, and even though I don’t have the shop any more, Dixie Toewing carries the legend and legacy, of the Hazzard Garage and our pro toew efforts .

I was within just a few hairs of kicking some serious ass kicking, but out of respect of Charlie I didn’t, plus the fact that the only reason I have not been more ambitious about bringing Dixie back up to our previous level has been out of that respect and loyalty for Charlie.

In review the thing of moving back to Twin Falls when when I moved out of Twin Falls to Burley, I had no intention of moving back here.

But gal in Blackfoot who could manage my money better than she did, and all and Charlie stepped up to manage those funds, is why I’m here now, suffering, no cable TV, that I got free in Burley, plus free Internet, and more over I had a shop, and to save $40.00 I moved here. Okay great, but while I appreciate Charlie’s hospitality, I deserve better than this, and again depending on the response of one of our Tow friend in putting me to work TOEWING, will determine how hard I go after turning up even more heat on Dixie Toewing. But that said the need to do that to generate even a few hundred more a month, even if it is running junk to three scrap yards, here , and build up equipment and facilities means me doing for me what I have too long depended on others to do for me.

The business acumen  I have and all means one thing, If Big butthead(Dale) wants to match smarts or wits with me I say bring it on.

All too many at A1 would rather have me in Dale’s place, but I refrain, I need to run my own outfit. And for 35 years, Dixie is the one still kicking butt all over this valley.

Supposedly its going to cool off a bit here temp wise, maybe I’ll get some all night sleep. What I have been doing is taking cool baths about every two hours at night and trying to stay cool. Charlie has a guy that’s supposed to come to fix the problem with the AC here at the Wolf’s Lair, but it does get too toasty.

So that’s my world.

Until L8R

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If you really want to do something, you will find a way. If you don't, you will find an excuse.
--Anonymous

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The First of the month

The first of the month, usually by now I’m scarfing down at the Depot.

This morning not so much. As I have to not eat until about 10:00 Hours. Doctors

orders, since I need to do some blood work ups.

So as usual on the Idaho Department of Health and Welfare, looked at my SNAP and cash balance, according to them, no money in the cash stash. No problem as I already checked, by phone, got my cash already and that can of SKOAL is tasting good right now. Trouble is and I say it again, what about others who think they should have money in their accounts, no phone but Internet, and it says zero. What do they do?

Call up H&W get all pissed off, and you’d think that the supposedly new system would work better than this, considering the TAX payers and working stiffs have to pay for a system that don’t work.

Forget the sequestering of Federal funds if it don’t work, lets not waste money on it, fix it or go back to the older system, that’d make sense wouldn’t it? But this America and the damn Yankees ain’t made sense since the truce was signed.

So was doing some research on topical items, finding out why it takes so dang long for that system even by phone can’t update faster.

Of course the search on both Google as well as Bing, had nothing to find on the subject. So the question becomes why?

Big day today, so I’ll see ya’ll on the flip flop, but thought I’d wake ya’ll up, with that bit of 411.

Good numbers to ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Life is an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
--Carl Sandburg

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Once upon a time there was peace

Once upon a time there was the situation of a condition that lead me to a place near Twin falls Idaho called the River.

I did go. At first I felt like a skunk in a hen house but I thought this will pass. Went to some deal the night after services, that had a meal connected to it, so far liking this. So kept going, a few of these super type guys who worked next door. When I explained I myself, with a Motorcycle Club and such were building up the most high octane radio station to bring the message of Jesus to bikers and truckers and yes us Southern Christians, (there’s a major difference ) over airwaves.

In a nut shell, it was these engineer types said if we can be of help let em know. However when I called them on their offer it was, ah, ain’t got time, etc. Why offer then take back the offer, if your going to do something carry through or shut up.

Then there was a ruckus over something that I had said about another, when in fact I was talking of myself, that got misconstrued, so with that level of hostility.

So I was getting into a groove of seeing if I had sort of been forgiven, as we are to do , as God says, forgive as God forgives us.

Now this next thing was not just about a can of Skoal, or to bum some money for that and a gallon of milk to get up to later this morning, it was a way I thought to invite Bryan for once to come over, take a ride down the street to get my nicotine and moo juice needs taken care of, but also discuss some things that were keeping me from going to church and asking if there was some ways to mend some fences. Without just coming right out and saying it, kinda wanted to keep the gig in stealth mode.

But instead of getting to know me, know what was said in both my previous blogs about the River, hey I’m not a happy church goer there, but I'm doing my best to be able too. Yes there was some sour cream that flowed through the milker there, but if one is trying to  fix things dang it, is it not the Pastor’s whatever to at least sit down. One did, but I thought that it might be best for me not to go for a few weeks.

The fact that nobody from the River has even been by and said how are you doing? That hurts, at least the LDS church sends out Home Teachers.

So then after it all, and knowing this guy’s not going to show up, I give up, and just chalk it up as feelings still must be a bit frigid there yet. But then Pastor Bacon shoots back a message, with the tone being one of aggravation, really? Puts return to the River at an even larger question mark. Eastern Idaho is looking a lot more stable.

In my way of thinking, if I see a person and have done so often, needing a can of Skoal, smokes, soda what ever, if I have a few extra bucks I have no problem giving that person his or her desires. It opens a door to minister and/or witness to this person. See if they have found the love of Jesus. In the same lane, it says in our Bible, if someone is hungry feed them, if someone is thirsty, give them drink, if they are naked, give them your shirt, in this heat you give anyone a coat and they’ll die. Ultimately, if you have some extra whatever cash, food, time . Don’t put conditions on it, don’t say, naw I can’t help you because you said this or that. The deed of helping that person can just be the way you and that person, get together and discuss and settle what’s troubling you. That’s what God means, that’s what I do, and why I still love Church, at the Hazzard Rest Area, by our part of the real River.

L8R Ya’ll

 

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

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All that can be said is yep.

Normally on the night before pay day from our state’s charity funds I’m all a twitterpaited since the anticipation of the good old $50.00 means some fuel in the truck, and all. Also this time of month I usually have more money in my pocket, but this month not so much.

First there was the mess over Nancy’ Durango, that cost me a suspension from A1 for 2-1/2 weeks, means no free gas from the company tank. Then there was the mass exodus from the original location of our station in Buhl over the weekend. We found another place withi9n the block so its possible to save it, my question right now is do I and even the club want to.

The overwhelmingly thumbs up to save it from members says try , so I’m going to give it my best, but I’m still going to take a month off to recuperate.

So I sent out a distress call, to Rick, no money , Ricky forgot his check on Friday, so then dropped a bur under the blankets of both Pastor Bacon, and Nancy.

$10.00 , of which yes I know I still owe Bacon $10.00 already, but he’d have had it bright early in the morning. Nancy not being able to help, I understand, even if she had the $10.00 how would she get it to me? Her Durango is still dead, and hubby not home means no ride, but I now know the thing is, don’t depend on Church or church officials for anything. It may not be written, but the thing of 1st Timothy that says he that does not work shall not eat, is true enough, but I been working. As far as flying, now that there is the doctors report on me being diabetic, means I need to get a waiver from the FAA, before I can fly again, so no money coming from that. Radio station taking a time out means no money, and toew truck still needing fixed means no toew money, so I have to rely for a few months on what SSI and Idaho peels out.

Is there answer to the problem? Yes , but it all boils down to relocation to the Pocatello area. Namely Power County. But that’s 9 months out, pending a new payee, and so on. So what do I do? Build on what we been building, but there are folks that are barking that they don’t want to see HazzardAyre and KDXB go dark, even on a short term, my suggestion,to them, want to see this garden bloom, like many on TV church shows, how about partnering with us, so we can make this even better, so we can get our ministry up and going, so that hundreds if not thousands of long haul truckers, and gear heads and just those with southern blood in their veins can hear the words of that being spoken of the grace and love of Jesus Christ . That is HazzardAyre. We truly need your help out there.

I’d write more , but this house is so dang hot I can’t stand it, so gotta go, I’ll try to get something up Monday morning after I go see the Doc in Buhl.

But hey Bryan and Nancy could still use a help up here tonight.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
--C. Archie Danielson

Romans 12:3“[Humble Service in the Body of Christ] For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

Wyld Free and Cautious

Sunday, sitting at the Wolf’s Lair trying to make sense out of last week and life in general.

Got a email, from Nancy, saying she has had crapaplenty in her world as well. The only thing I can say, is if I could help, I would, but no can find shop I can afford to go out on my own, trying to figure out if I even want or need to do anything in the valley , and just kick back, take a long hiatus and just enjoy life, no toew, no radio, no bike, no club, just kick back, God and I and let life go by enough to get the Wolf-Pack together enough to get out of here and be gone permanently. Just as I felt in Burley, I’m looking into having my birthplace changed. I do not want one damn thing that say’s I’m now or ever have been anything Idaho, or at least this half of Idaho.

Yesterday I gave this problem of the radio station over to God, and figure if he wants it here now, he’ll put the tools in my hands. If not there’ll be somebody with that $200K in their pocket that shows up, buys the license, frequency, and CP. Then I can truly say goodbye Tragic Valley.

Of course been staying inside until, 22:00 hours, by then I can open the front door as the AC here don’t work, and Charlie isn’t in a big hurry to fix it. But I’m looking at RedFish Lake next week, with a fishin pole, no computer and only a member or two of the club, but not here.

Then saw a posting by Tammy, great, except didn’t she toss me to the wind, I always wonder, about some of these gals. They are either married or good as well as. Yet they circle the old Wolf. I have always said, if a gal, wants me its very simple, Nylons, heels, and ya’ll can get the rest. its how I know that the whomever has listened to me not just heard or read my blogs here, but see life as I do.

Whether it be Nancy, whether its Tammy , no not nose candy Tammy that lead me back here to begin with as far as she is concerned, a 12 gauge is the only forgiveness there. I was making money had a great studio, all the gear, money you name it, then she gets in a pickle with a shade tree guy pal, they get busted in Wyoming for spreading out nose candy, decide to move to Buhl, so I followed thinking the shade tree guy pal was a bro, not guy toy.

But no I thought the Tammy I met online ,I thought was part of a family of which there was a little spitfire hotter than a 2 dollar pistol she was, but was divorced of that person. It, ought to be that if you divorce, give the guy back his name, just like if you buy a car you have to give back the plates, so you don’t get arrested for something they do under your name. So any way I start out the month with the radio gig in limbo, at least as far as the Tragic Valley, more so for me, but I will say that I’m going to be selfish, going to spend money on my rides, my hide(new pants) and me. I’m done with supporting the River in any way, they ain’t even been over. Last week that congregation was out doing odd jobs in a way so they could get a toe in the door to preach. But did they even once, come by the Wolf’s Lair? I had mentioned that I needed help putting in the gas tank on LexiBelle, but no stop, no visit from either pastor No bringing over a can of Skoal, Box of Goody’s or even sending someone over to haul me or offer to haul me to church. Nothing . And I’m supposed to be okay with this? This is a fellowship of our mighty God? Or a socialistic assembly of a selected few that use the word of God for some other purpose. At least the LDS Church sends someone around once in awhile to say howdy and can we do something for you. Not saying snuff of pain med, but they’ll take ya’ll to church, pray with you , I can say right now it wouldn’t take me much to slide back in there, after all I do still hold my priesthood, Guaranteed once I get relocated back down near Pocatello, or immediate area I’m doing that, maybe there is still some ignitable fumes in that gas tank, ya’ll think? Any mile, door closed to hold out the 92 degrees and not caring much about anything beyond that.

From now I on I do for Patrick, somebody beyond the club wants something from me, show me the money or reward, or else keep walking.

L8R Ya’ll

Quote of the Day:
If you really want to do something, you will find a way. If you don't, you will find an excuse.
--Anonymous

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