My what a day, and oh how that transmission hurt

So I got up this morning,Went out to the shop. In comes an oil rig with a bad tranny, think the guy was looking for Nates, place, but found us instead. I'm no longer passing work off to Nate, if its a service/repair job, I'm taking it on. So started dropping this RTO125-13 out of this truck, and the jack slipped, down on my cranium it came. After some very choice adjectives, one of my bunch took me to the hospital, and as of an hour ago its on its way, money in the bank, and I feel a bit better.
Although the hospital told me to take it easy for a few hours, so I swung into the Wolf's Lair, here, took 4 Goody's and was scraffing down some Hungry Mans soup, when Pam calls. Again wanting the financial pedigree of the club. I simply said no. Then she wanted to talk to the President(Rick) who is right now in Nebraska and should be in here tonight or early morning Saturday. Now amongst the many reasons, I really didn't want to refer the business with Pam to Rick, is that I need both Rick, and the Club to know I still can swing these projects, or I might loose my spot as VP, and I'm not wanting to do that. Anything that challenges my authority, is near a death sentence in more ways than one. So I simply was ready to drop the whole damn sale, and stay on the course of finishing things up and move the whole Club's sub office to Pocatello or that area of Idaho. It didn't take long for that whole thing to be turned over and now its slated that noon today I sign for the Club, for the new brew spot. 
Now then, is there some point where the American male lost his testies, in this nation? Has it always been to where if you get more than one woman and a few girls together in one place, that any man there gets shoved to the rear? Of course this time Pam was buying, which I think fair, since the MC is about to hand her one helluva commission, I deserve at least one stiff drink. And it was a small one at that. Oh well, but here I'm trying to think of what to ask, so my mind is clear on the questions that will be asked at the table, when the check is carved. Yet twice I had to say, I'm VP, my turn. Seems as two potential bar servers there, don't like each other. One who says she's stepping up to be my civilian 1st officer here, and another. Both seem to be kind and all, but where is the telecom conversations? I understand women and all have lives of their own, with children, husbands and all, but I don't see daylight and seldom unless I have to be before noon. Some guy riding some bike that I don't know what it is was there telling me he was a candidate to being some sort of resident engineer for the station. The 1st officer candidate doesn't like another gal I met the other night at the ESBN meeting, who wants to open some sort of health food place out where consideration of planting the front of HazzardAyre Radio. My thoughts are push Mo out of the idea, Julie and I move into the same space, split the rent, as what Julie does compliments what we do in HazzardAyre and both could be of service to the other. But all that was going off is too much I don't know if they want to jump into our pool. Noon yesterday, my mind was starting to unwind. Simply because the bar thing and stress was removed all for about an hour. I wanted Julie and I even if it was in a public place to sit the hell down and discuss turkey. $5,000.00 to build our Club's site isn't bad, and that's in the works, but if there's a consideration of Julie to my exec officer, shouldn't there be a sit down? But I kept getting shoved back, and it was not a place I like to be. Guess the old adage of squaw walk in rear, Chief in front, has melted away. 
See ya'll on the radio , www.livestream.com/samcroradio 
I'll be on at noon today, going to try and get rid of this headache.
ttyly

Next week is a big day for this club, and my passion of and for its voice.

Overnight I was not on the air due to my voice not working. In essence my vocal chords were not working. However dig this on that. Next week is the birthday of the Knytes's radio network and all that is now part of our Club. It was on the 23rd of May 1983, in that big farm house on the hill overlooking all of Hazzard Idaho, that tiny KTOW FM 89.1 at the time, signed on the air. We were then, the only NBC Radio affiliate in Idaho, that carried all of NBC Radio's programming. Heavy Hooker Radio was the only overnight heavy haul toewers radio show, that was ever on the radio then and since, and of course evenings we were the Hazzard County Radio. We didn't change out call letters of the home station until 2012 in the attempt to buy out KBAR AM 1230 out of Rupert Idaho, we sold KTOW to a station in Colorado in exchange for what we have today KDXZ. That being that, over the years the stations, the network and its programming has covered every thing that burns fuel, and has tires or wings on it. We have seen the good with the bad. In 2012, Hazzard County Radio and AyreWolf Radio combined to create HazzardAyre and nobody here has looked back since. We have been ridiculed, bombed, shot at , held by the law in Cokeville Wyoming, due to a term that was completely mis understood, the saw the name Hooker as meaning lot lizards, we saw and see the word Hooker meaning tow truck, and we are not alone in that view. We are now just a month or so, hopefully less if the people that I met with previous evening at the ESBN, meeting and others of flipping the switch to the flame of KDXZ AM 1240 Evanston Wyoming, but this is not all about that. Its about the thing and things and all that have led up to that. To get the perfect vision , I'll get into that later today, but know this. 
Our regionally and expanding nationally, beyond the Mountain West as a network, and entering TV, and all is a story of success. With 3 Emmy's , 2 Grammy's and 2 Oscars, HazzardAyre is a rags to riches story. 
My eyelids are getting heavy so I'm off to bed, these meds I took for my vocal chords, is putting me to sleep, but I'll be on air, if all goes right, at 13:00 Hours(1:00PM) Mountain Standard Time.
TTYLY

Your content is not yours its that of the social networks you place it on, and oh why did I even wake up this afternoon?

So you've just written the best blog post or commented on a subject on a topic you feel passionate about on a social network like Blogger or Facebook. Now your getting edited. Did you ever stop and read the TOS or Terms-of-Service you agreed to? 
Facebook is under fire for supposedly being biased in relation to the election amongst other things. The reality, Facebook is the property of Mark Zuckerburg and he can belch and bark about all he wants on his network all he wants to, why? It's HIS network. Same goes for Blogger, sure Google's network fuzz don't stick their nose in your blogs often, nor do they tell you always upfront if their stopping operational support on a piece of Chrome their browzer navigation platform. Like Google is kicking in the head, Adobe's Flash program, which means if you want to hear your fave podcast, best be retaining a browzer like Internet Explorer. But the end game here is this, its their product, its part of the subject to change without notice clause, that's in your TOS. 
The so called web, is ripping itself up internally. Sure its great and we here at HazzardAyre Radio depend on it, to get you the none Mountain west resident listener the content you want to hear from us, as we are on air or over the air here as well. That being said these mammoth companies can do what they want to, its like the question of why does the male canine lick his balls? Because he can, they are his and he can lick them if he wants to. 
Okay then, after a long night on air, I was expecting a gal, here to aid in the creation of our website, for the club, station and so on. She was to be here at 14:00 (2:00PM) guess what? Yep calls says she's got another immediate paying gig. No problem, But here's the rub, I get to thinking and I've said this many times, I ought to just have a tattoo on my forehead that simply says Predator . Now there is and has never been anything transpiring here at the Wolf's Lair that was inappropriate . Yet it seems that every time its a woman involved in a consultation on anything involving the Club, or me, none want to be by themselves in tight quarters, with this old Wolf. Trust me Red Riding Hoods, this big old Wolf will not eat you. 
For all the feminists and feminist attitudes out there that gripe about equal pay for equal work, here's a suggestion; If you want to make equal pay as us male corpuscles, take the same equal risks we males take. If its business, go to the business appointment at the clients place of business, even if that clients place of business just happens to be in that clients home. The reasons we still are here inside the Wolf's Lair, is that I haven't been able to find a place that's reasonable in costs as I do here at the Wolf's Lair. We had one on the fifth floor, of the Wells Fargo building here, the $300.00 a month was amiable , but the $500.00 to put up a small tower and Yagi on top of the structure was a bit much. But looking back, should have taken it. As the guy at the Green Horn has been toying with us, which we scrubbed due to very poor follow through. 
Which culminates to , are we really in the right place to do this? That question comes up often, are we trying to force feed something into a village that cannot eat any more, and is about to choke? The end of June is the crowning. If we are not moving forward by then, its radio op moving to Idaho, and eventually me. But I wonder, Why did I wake up this afternoon? 
TTYLY

The Secret to Our success? It's called Hazzard County tenacity and Enginuity

You might not have really liked him, but the bottom line is Boss Hogg always kept trying. Even dealing with bafoons that challenged his efforts and patience he still went after his goals and objectives no matter what. 
Since we're on that line of thinking here Understand while the objectives of the Knytes as well as the AyreWolvez are not directly against the law, our methods sometimes are just a side step over the line of what is accepted and what is totally off center of accepted procedure. As such we as a club are always targeted as the EVIL of the community , while in reality we are more the fight the system anti-establishment crew. Be that as it may, our attitude is to never quit. While our goals and agendas might be hard for outsiders to grasp, although there are many that wish they had the conoles to do what we do, still even with that, sure we might get stumped, sure we might to regroup, rethink, and re-engineer, but we never give up. On the front of my dear sweet LexiBelle, on a license plate frame it reads, " It Happens in Hazzard County" The line comes from a Dukes episode where the tale of A Christmas story was told Hazzard Style. At the end of the episode, as a reindeer flew over with the bells jingling, Waylon said, " Hey , don't laugh, if it could happen anywhere it will happen in Hazzard County" That tag has been one of the core teachings and sayings of the Knytes since the club was formed in 1982. Many people always call our club a MC or Motorcycle Club, but that is so far from the core of our organization. The Knytes are based on a split of a rural hot rodders gearhead group and a Dukes-of-Hazzard fan club. Our original meeting was held in mid 1981 at a small hamburger place that just so happened to serve food from Poland . Hence the name at the time , the Polish Palace, now known as the Snake River Grill. 15 rural motornuts and gear heads got together, and decided to put together a little club, to enable to stage our own custom shows as well as be of service to the communities we were in. Supervized by the United American Independent Truckers Association, the group was formed. The name of the club then was known as the Hazzard County Knytes Kustmz Association . Hazzard County for Dukes-of-Hazzard and Knytes taken from a hit movie at the time called the Hollywood Knights

 
One of the better of the nostalgia films at the time far exceeding the box office revenue of American Graffitti . The Hollywood Knights was something we as a club or group could identify with. Because we accepted rides and all of all kinds, from muscle cars to bikes, to restored John Deere classic tractors, to long haul big rig and medium sized trucks, we grew, and grew. For us then at the Real Hazzard County Garage, the Knytes were a no thinking brainer. We support the club, the club supports the shop. The first economic collapse hit in 1989, and the club needed to make green, so we started muling weed and shine. Until one of our members got caught with the weed, the club looked for ways to be legit, although we still ran shine. When the grand Times News give us the thumbs down, and NO or very few media outlets both radio and TV said not on our station, the club said, BS. We'll do up our own station. That started in May of 1983. Two months after my Mom passed away. Although Dixie Diesel, and Long Haul Trucker radio had been our clubs project going back to 1975, through the Knytes the original KTOW or Kay-Tow(e) signed on the air. We ushered in every kind of syndicated show we could find from TalkNet a program hatched by NBC Radio to Dr. Ruth, another NBC syndicated radio show. Thought became instead of just one mini radio station in Hazzard aka Hagerman Idaho, why not a bunch of mini stations tied together by microwave link. From Emmett Idaho to Blackfoot Idaho from Bancroft Idaho to Montpelier, Idaho from northwestern Utah, back to Hazzard Idaho There was Hazzard County Radio/KTOW FM&AM . The crux of all that? No matter who or where we were told no, we held up our middle finger and said BS, we're going to do it anyway, our way. When we were told that the only way you could get hot female flesh to pose with a hot rod, of the club, or a members ride was to hire models from California, we again said no. Surly we can recruit sweet hiney from our local communities. Back in the mid 1980's to mid 1990's that wasn't such a hard thing to do, but then we all heard about the goofballs that would go into medium sized and small towns pick up on young girls promising modeling careers and then going out and whacking them. This has been a real problem for us because we don't look like the usual , whatever that look is, but we're not the limo riding talent scouts, our suits are coveralls and patched vests(cuts) and when you begin to recruit honeys in a medium sized town your going to get the resistance of the local male bodies in town. Not my girl friend, wife, daughter etc. Even though our career opening is as real and legit, maybe more so than the so called area agencies, still if your not sporting a dress three piece suit, in a ride that's owned by the bank, and spending wads of cash, your looked on as sinister at the very least. But we still keep trying. And eventually we do get there, even if we do end up having to import talent from California. 
On our bar, and a recent event is an example . Friday night, our sweet associate gal-pal, Pam says they're having a 50's party at the Legal. Okay, I punched up the request to Pam can we come to this? Pam's response? Sold out. True meaning? You might be a bit to aggressive for the crowd attending so its safer that you don't come over. At our place , there would be no, tickets sold out or excuse for someone not to attend, no matter how you looked. Or dressed or what you drove. What turned the idea of the Reaper/Boars Nest to go forward, is that old bar and go juice station, will be opened strictly for the club. As both a bikers/ gearhead bar & Grill. Outside of the very few open public events the place will be open to club members and friends of members only , and only on weekends. 
Bottom line we in the club, don't give up. The secret to our Success and all, is simple; its called Hazzard County Tenacity and Hazzard County Enginuity. 
TTYLY

Can you really make them wear that in America?

I was reading and only took in a bit of it on the news this afternoon on local KSL 5, that a large company in London, requires their women employees to wear high heels. If you don't and don't follow that dress code, your given the boot. Then I was catching some side news from Canada that two major firms in Vancouver and Ottawa Canada also required that in wearing heels for a dress code for their women employees. Which made me ask the obvious could that be required simply for eye candy in the office, in America ? Now in days gone by, it was not that uncommon, that women who wore skirts and dresses in such vocations as food server/service wear nylons, as it was on a sanitary element . Outside of that could a business or company in America, require its women employees, to wear or adhere to a dress code comprised of nylons, skirts, and yes heels? Or could that be considered sexual Harassment on the job? Could it be deemed descriminitory if you indeed required such a dress code , or would it be considered just a part of that particular company's option? 
Now for me of course, I love nylons on any woman, I associate with, I think nylons especially a piece of attire, that looks more polished and upscale. But can you really require it? 
Okay , so we're exploring that tonight on HazzardAyre Radio starting at 10PM on ; www.livestream.com/hazzardayre . 
Now before I part tonight, need to say, I wasn't able to get all my production done for RodeWolfFM, so we wont air at 10AM, but will be on with that, at 5:00PM this evening. So too, I want to make this absolutely clear because I've heard some noises.
People have been rumoring here in our podunk town here, that I have a thing for our property associate Pam. Now Pam is that first, but has become a good friend as well as a involuntary life coach at least as far as running this company. But that's all of it, there is nothing ROMANTIC going on between her and I. Thing is I'd feel the same way and do many who have stepped in to grab me by my boot straps and say, that is not proper. Charles Legg of A1 Towing in Twin Falls Idaho did that, and so too, so has Pam. Now true, Pam is a Lady, not just a woman, but a Lady, who has been kind and helpful to me, but that's all it is. Kindness and respect, is reciprocated , by respect and kindness. There's not many people especially here in Evanston that has been that way with me and the Knytes/AyreWolvez. 
Just wanted to clear that up. Finalizing here. Word from Bad Hat Productions, original production company that brought you the old TV medical series House, is looking to rekindle that fire, with a recast, of and bringing to light an entirely news series, called HOUSE. Now if they could do a new recasted version of B.J. & The Bear, and as well redoux the Dukes-of-Hazzard. 
See you all at 5:00PM on www.livestream.com/rodewolffm and at 10PM on www.livestream.com/hazzardayre .
TTYLY

Do you classify the person spending money with you a customer or a client ?

Do you classify the people that spend money with you a customer? Or a client? In our definition a customer is a one time patron, who you might not have any further contact. Neither service work in your shop, nor buying accessories from you in the future. In our arena of towing we call these the one pump chump. They call, you tow you (hopefully) collect and nothing more. Usually motorists. 
However a client, is a trucking company with many or even a small fleet that will contract with you for further business in the future, especially if they tranverse our area of Wyoming. These might be haulers that may need an oil change, tire service, or a simple jump start in the future. In essence a repeat call. But don't shun the single truck owner. He or she might be that hauler that has a dedicated run through your area, that you just snaked out of a deep snow bank, that might need something more in the future. These are the people you make sure are cared for immediately and to the best of your ability. Doing simple things like letting them bed down in your shop's lounge, using your rest room, or even taking them to breakfast. Simple acts of kindness , will kindle new fires of income in the future, after all these Owner Independent truck operators, will echo, your companies name on the CB and online in industry publications etc. You can't buy that kind of unopinionated advertising. 
Of course in other business's like real estate, or selling radio air time, etc. The people, especially walk ins, should be your most important clients, especially radio/TV advertising clients. Most of the time you have to constantly barage your targeted advertiser, but when walks in, you need to show them you care about them. And forget what they look like, or do not judge because of what they drive. Example, God rest his soul, Billionaire Jack R Simplot, who was in his life the ceo President of Simplot soil Builders, Mining, and yes creator of Micron Technologies. Yet if you were to ever see him, he was in a pair of farmer style overalls, driving a favorited 52 Chevy pickup, and he was most at home with shovel in his hand working in a farm field, yet the man could buy and often did, anything or any small company he wanted. Many underestamated him. He was not a book learned person, but gave millions to education both in Idaho as well as western Wyoming and northeastern Utah. Many judge the membership of the Knytes this way, we pull up driving older cars or trucks , or rat rods and rat trucks, and wearing their ripped jeans. Thing is collectively the Knytes can and usually do buy what we desire, at least if it makes sense and there's not a ton of resistance. Which has been the very case here in Evanston. 
While its easy to judge and be superficial over the person doing business with you, if you want them as a one pump chump customer, treat them like crap, if you want them as a repeat long time client treat them like royalty. This is one of the reasons I and the club, will only buy real estate from Pam at Uinta Realty here in Evanston, and not from anyone else. Why is it important to make a member of the Knytes happy? Make one of us happy, there's 49,999 other members that will be loyal to your firm. Make one of us upset and don't do what you promise? Say good bye to the same 49,999 other potential clients, plus their families, wives, kids, grandparents etc. 
On the medical frits today, and concerned about one of our Nomad members Rick, who is going into the hospital for knee surgery Thursday, lets all say our prayers for him.
See ya'll Thursday morning on www.livestream.com/hazzardayre 
TTYLY

Up in them there hills of Western Wyoming a LPFM/AM that is not so Low Power

Up in the mountain desert town of Evanston Wyoming, in a small one bedroom apartment is a rare object. Operating 12 hours a day currently and looking to operate 24/7/365, it sits, and as long as the weather co-operates and neighbors don't yap much, a small combination FM/AM radio station, pumps out the news, views and blues of southern heritage and history, along with serious southern fried radio. The majority and its title is HazzardAyre Radio, linked together with 15 different LP stations throughout the mountain west, and online on www.livestream.com/hazzardayre , the small hidden station seriously kicks serious radio ass in this part of America. Thing is, many would have no idea its here, nor where that sound late at night comes from. Not a pirate station anymore, and looking to become both a Class A FM and a class 1 AM, KDXD AM 1240 and KKOD FM 104.7 , HazzardAyre boldly goes and speaks what few would ever speak.  The station is owned by the United American Independent Truckers Association/ Knytes-of-Dixie, and was founded in Hagerman Idaho in the fall of 1975. With 50 watts of power frying a small Russian Olive tree where the antenna was attached . Today powering off a small antenna on top of a peak, over the Evanston Wyoming Valley and directly within line of site of the studio, 10,000 watts of AM/FM radiates over a small rural town and keeps a busy Interstate informed and entertained. Also heard around the world down your streets and up your alley online over Livestream.com HazzardAyre is the voice, and muscle media wise of today's Confederacy, and the mouthpiece of the United Confederate States-of-America. 
Stay Tuned.
Will be on air Monday morning at 06:00 Hours. www.livestream.com/hazzardayre 
TTYLY