If you don't like the homeless, give them a home

If you don't like the homeless in your neighborhood, give them a home. I watched with some interest about some folks in the greater Salt Lake City Valley, wining about the proposed construction of facilities for the areas homeless population. The main things were dangers to children and the lowering of property values. Why? Because somebody got kicked out of their home because of some greedy landlord or property owner? People that become homeless don't become that way out of choice. Most become homeless due to economic hardship. Loss of a job, spouse, home even a child. To throw an entire population under the bus just because they have no roots does not make these people evil. This entire problem is simply due to money. Property owners want to cut a fat hog in the ass, by charging outrageous rates yet even in Utah and many areas the minimum wage, has yet to break the $20.00 an hour, so paying $800.00 a month or more for a 1 bedroom is way out of line. How about an expansion of low income and no income housing? Now granted some of the lower income population have masked their troubles with alcohol or narcotics, instead of getting all uppity why not get behind treatment programs. Now granted there may be an exception to this rule, but overall speaking, give these people a damn break. They are after all humans. I also know some of those stuck up prudes that are crying foul on these homeless facilities in Utah, also sniff a lot of nose candy, and consume cannibus , just as much if not more than those without a secure warm, well lit home. Then I was hearing something about a mom that's trying to divert attention from porn. Have you ever noticed? That the women that are against porn, are women you really wouldn't want to go to bed with in the first place? Now I'm not a big fan of smut, in my view why thirst after something you can't have? Sure its nice to look at but you know that common ordinary working men will never get the saucy babes on any porn film or website. If more of the better looking women, wouldn't get the Cinderella complex, and truly love a man like my Shelly does me, who needs to look at smut? 
Sure Porn stokes the desire to an inferno , however and I have said this for years, why not have state and community supported brothels? Guy goes in, pays to have his needs satisfied he walks out, no harm to anyone, including under age girls or worse. It may be a curse or a blessing, but Heavenly Father gave us males testosterone that keeps our fevers high 24/7/365. Just a certain amount of pressure on the right place and a man is ready to go ten rounds. The belief that a man can last hours with a stiffy, is a myth. Depending on the superficial enhancements of the woman, a usual every day guy can last if he's lucky 10 minutes. On average its usually 3 to 4 minutes then he needs to recharge. Even with me, I have only been able to get off 2 in one hour and that happened only once with a woman that was so tight, and knew how to do Kegal Excersizes that I was there inside her whether I wanted to be or not. To think about it I should have went with that one instead of Monkee. Any mile, most guys are able to go for no longer than about 10 and again on average 3 to 4 minutes. Then its about an hour or two for mother nature to recharge. 
But to stop Porn? That argument has been going on since the Cannans and queen Ashera . 
Much to do in the AM then its head to Pocatello for my Grand Daughters funeral. 
See you on air Sunday morning.
TTYLY

  

To those sending texts and comments using a SmartPhone, damn it learn how to spell

It's Friday morning, two and a half weeks until departure from Etown Wyoming. Some finishing up on LexiBelle, mostly wires and buttoning things up, getting LiL Wolf to Nate, LexiBelle out to Ricks, then me and General JaXson,(mis-spelled on purpose.) then come the 1st and just after my SheWolf sends out her money, I'm out of here headed to Idaho to get the relocation gig in motion. Looking forward to much warmer, and having much more things parts and such within my grasp, rather than having to order it all the time. This would be great if it was just to Salt Lake City, problem is if your in need you might as well go to Salt Lake get whatever it is your in need for and haul back, to Etown. Which means you have to waste a half day that could have been used to do a task. No wonder nobody in their right mind moves here. 
Okay then: If you open up your newsfeed from facebook, and look at comments from all too many, many of them can't spell or form up a sentence. It'd be easier most times if they just showed pictures kind of like the scratchings on the sides of caves of ancestors. Many people have been cheated out of serious book learning, the rest of the malady, comes from controlled chemical abuse, either after birth or while inside their mothers. However its not just the people who comment on facebook, its also serious journalists if there are any, anymore . Doesn't anybody proofread what they carve out anymore?
How about runs on sentences? And using paragraphs? It's like were they choking their chickens in English and creative writing classes? 
While I'm the first to admit there are times some words's construction is beyond my train of thought, still I have figured out how to work around using other words or combinations of words to get my thoughts out.
Magazines, newscopy from trade publications, many times I have to mentally add words to sentences to get the jest of what the writer has or had to say. 
These damn SmartPhones that help not so smart people write things the devices themselves are not too intelligent either. Sure there are those of us from southern culture that include such words as You'ns which is Ya'll plus three people. Or Yaunt-to?  As well as others, but many old timers and even I to a small extent remember when school was in one room. All grades crowded in, and ya'll got taught by one teacher. However my English teachings never came from, nor my reading ability never came from any teacher nor any school. Nope my reading teaching came from my Mom reading with, not to me before bed and a tiny magazine called Humpty Dumpty Magazine. By the time I was age 4 I could read a College level dictionary, tell you each word and what it meant. By 1st Grade I was tested to being quite a bit ahead of my peers as far as my reading and speaking abilities. 
I can remember as a kid, I think age 8 or so, I had to give a talk on something in Sacrament meeting, can't now remember what it was. Back then , you memorized the talk, not read it off a piece of paper. I can remember the Bishop of the 11th Layton Utah LDS Ward, telling me that I had to define each word, because I was using big words out of the comprehension of the youth and adults of that Ward. In truth the people there were too stupid to figure out what I was saying. 
Now too, we have my honey Shelly, who I love to death. Yet for some unknown reason, she can't spell very good. She will just use the letter -n- instead of and. I guess this comes from the early days of these blooming Cell phones where you got charged a heap for air time texting. So many started scrunching words together or making the phrases short. 
Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for technology, I can see the latter part of my days where science will have figured out Warp Speed, and we begin testing the ideas of going to not only nearby planets but too galaxies. I'm even on the list of those that when the call comes to go to MARS, I'm there. Sure I wont be coming back any time soon if at all, but I'm ready to go.
That said; technology has eroded the minds of today as bad as any narcotic. Cell phones, SmartPhones, even total all out computers have made humans stupid. 
All I ask from anybody is this, if your going to write, ANYTHING, learn how to spell.
TTYLY

This is something that has never been really tested and what about women who drive men into some other woman's arms

Before ya'll start saying, Oh my here we go again" Don't. Thing is since the subject did rise earlier as I finally cured my bout with that strange HeeWyin Diseses called Lackanookie. 
In the condition of the needed mission, I thought has this yet been researched? The first time I thought of this was many years back when a competing radio station in Twin Falls, had it where a bunch of college students put their hands on this VW bug when it was reintroduced, but they put their hands on this car. It was a fund raiser for some children's hospital. The contestants would get various merchants at the mall and around town to donate money, for each hour the student could keep their hands on this VW. In the end who ever kept their hands on the car, got to keep it as a prize. The hospital got some extra cash, the radio station got some thumbs up, or kudos, and a determined student got a new VW. So with my affliction of or attraction to ladys in stockings, my more open minded and exotic SheWolf at that time, said why not get one of our SheWolvez or Ladies-of-The Knytes to do the same? Get the gals to get pledges for the time frame, I'd get a thrill and a Hospital would catch some needed bread. Okay then fast forward to 2012. Once HazzardAyre Radio was created and all we thought we'd park LexiBelle in the mall, have a new hot honey to sit on the side of LexiBelle, and me kiss her toes in nylons and set the record, for the amount of time one man could kiss a ladys toes in nylons, with say Guinness . Trouble is outside of the SheWolvez and/or the Ladies-of-theKnytes, we just couldn't find anyone with small enough feet or cute toes that were willing to do the deed. The search continues. That said, if you Google the idea on the subject you come up blank. A bunch of suggestions, but never a real answer. Not even a answer on the possible health effects of inhaling stinky toes/feet for a long period of time. The concept was wrapped around the idea that these,toes.

 This is a Tow truck 

 Now then if you were going to set up a radio network for those in towing and you wanted to make sure you got people to figure out how to pronounce the word TOW in the proper way then what you might do is show the word with its cousin word TOE and then most would get the idea. I know there's a few people out there going , I still don't understand. Okay then. So before Emme Lou, in 1998 I was hot doing syndicated and over the air radio. I had just a bit of bandwidth and the idea of streaming radio had not yet entered the play book yet. So We as a station did three other syndicated programs with the legendary Overdrive Magazine. They were running radio shows like the Overdrive top ten countdown, Overdrive Truckers News . So we took those shows on. Now then, (stay with me here) Overdrive had Country radio host Bill Mack(Leanne Rhymes' Blue) doing the anchor job on those Overdrive shows. He would for free, do what is called intro's and station liners that we could use during the show. For two months Bill, kept pronouncing KTOW as Cow, rather than Tow. So it wasn't until I spelled the word TOW-TOE that he got the idea. Okay fast forward to 2009 in the studio in Gooding Idaho. Emme Lou, saw me always having to hyphenate the two words TOW-TOE. She said why not just scrunch the words together as TOEW? There's no mistake that way. So I did, the Nurse GoodBody suggested we go to the Mall or the area fair, and for say 12 hours or so, have LexiBelle there have her or another gal sit on the side of the truck, and gain publicity for the station, the Club and of course Cooter's A1 Toewing aka Dixie Toewing. Of course that only lasted for two months with us being shut out of our studios by a greedy landlord named Richard Strickland, because of no rent that was caused by some idiot at the Gooding Post Office not finding our mail and delivering it to us, and mail being returned as undeliverable. But the concept was and is valid. And that idea is going to be attempted at this falls Twin Falls County Fair. Where we also be selling beautiful pillows

 made by our Texas Angel, who we will be introducing you to around that time. Wont that be something to look forward to?

Okay then, don't want to end this on a bummer , but I need to. What about some women, that barks so much, and gives a man so much pain that eventually he, searching for relief, goes elsewhere and say's I have had enough. Shelly asked me earlier why I am drawn to cannibus and such chemicals? I responded simply, just look in the mirror, even me as patient and caring as I am, reaches a point to where you start weighing options and thinks, shit I have had enough of this. If its this way before we're hitched what's it going to be like after? Then she was barking about having wolfpups. My thought on that is, if she's this bitchy over the phone and all what would she be like as a mother? What if the wolfpup, talked back or sassed or did something just a bit off? Would she just back hand the kid? Or beat the kid nearly to death because she was filled with rage and emotion?  If and after last night right now its a very big IF we ever do settle down and she moves out west here and we cohabitate. There's going to be months and months of serious mental clinic activity. Long before I say I do. I have flat determined that even if I ever get mated to any female of our human species, that there are 2 things I'm keeping, My Back bone, and my testicles , and one thing that wont happen, me getting Pussy Whipped. It ain't going to happen. If Shelly can't live within the framework, of a high gear overly potent octane canine, biker,towtrucker,pilot, Marine. Then maybe its time to just say, simply she pays her final $600.00 to the Club, and we say we tried and she stays in Florida, and I stay put. With her meanness all the time, what Shelly is doing is pushing me into someone elses arms, if for no other reason than to find some peace. 

HazzardAyre Coast2Coast FM starts in one hour. www.spreaker.com/user/ayrewolf 

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I'm not going to be as social as I used to be, and have determined that Facebook advertising is a waste of money

Over the last 4 days I did an experiment. I tried the Boost and ad options on Facebook with no real tangible results. I spent just over $60.00 and got not even one snarl, or email, nor phone call. As a result, what our company and the Knytes conquer , is that Facebook is not of our demographic in that we're way too far out of the box, to wyld, and way too old for Facebook. Likewise during the time we are taking both Zuckerburg's tech company and a few misguided people to Federal court over defamation of Character I nor the Knytes will not be as social on Facebook. It's just that worth it. I'm tired of seeing the disrespect of people that think its a hoot to put make bikinis out of our flag of Dixie, I'm tired of all the drama, intellectual property theft and so on. The pain and agony of trying to do damage control, over topics of which many comment with no real knowledge is to the point of who the fuck,(sorry for the F-Bum there Bishop) cares? The Knytes' current President, doesn't even have a Facebook profile, or listing nor does the one coming into power in late July. I can spend my advertising money elsewhere online as well as traditional TV/Radio and get better results. I am also advising the Knyte' not to spend money on Facebook as well. In the lane , both our listings on Google Business as well as Yelp, which are free, I get tow calls, and I get some form of a return on investment. 
What your going to see over the next week or so, is the death of many of our Facebook groups as I download photos to thumb drives, and deactivate those pages and groups. 
I'll still be on Facebook, but only in the shadows, there's a great thing out here, its called life, and life isn't on Facebook. 
TTYLY

Don't cuss out or make fun of beginners we all were rookies once.

There's another thing that I must hit up a few of the jerks on Facebook about. Every once in awhile I see some guy, mostly guys, who are trying to do a FIY project asking a simple question of some of the more seasoned wrenches on some of the automotive based groups and pages. You might get one or two good answers , then some jerk starts poking fun or condemning the guy asking the question. So let me share this with you, and one of the reasons I'm forever obligated to Charlie and Jared at A1 in Twin Falls. 
It all happened one day when through one of our Knytes members got me a part time gig at A1, well it started as a part time gig. I had never ever used, or worked a rollback in my life. Never used skates, never jerked a car off the bed, none of that. But one early morning Charlie was cleaning out his yard, told me to grab this older rollback with a International, with a Superior bed on it. Charlie without a blink, said here's the job, there's the truck, key is in the ignition. The truck had a bad clutch but I made it work, but I learned. My prior experience was with old style mechanical trucks like LexiBelle, not a flat bed. After that I was part of the A1 family and still am, that's why there is the A1 in Cooter's A1 Toewing. I was with that rollback a very none experienced rookie. But I learned, and the reason I learned was I had a mentor in Charlie who is the same age as I am. Oh and the answer to the question of, why am I in Wyoming and still not in Twin Falls? Owe that up to a few snobbish ladies in Twin Falls, as well as the duty to the Knytes to put the pieces together for HazzardAyre Radio. If it hadn't been for that, I'd still be in Twin Falls and living much better than I am now.
There's an old song by Alan Jackson called Itty Bitty, that applies here. Everything starts itty bitty, everybody has to have a start. Instead of being antagonistic towards newcomers try being of some help and a mentor. That don't know it all, but willing to learn new person, just might be your best wrench and tow truck driver.
Now to Martin and his clan. I can't go into too much detail since this is going to attorneys, but there have been two jerks from some group on Facebook, called Wrecker, that had the nuts to cuss out my SheWolf as well as call her some really bad things and very mean comments, only because she got on that group, to ask a few simple questions and announce our upcoming wedding plans. Instead of the group saying congrats, it was filthy mouth city. Then the same jerks started going after my credibility. Which hurt my company and reduced my call volume . So talked to two of our Knytes who are also Defense Attorney's who looked it over, and said lets file suits. On both the jerks as well as Facebook for allowing the fuss to continue. I also noticed, Martin jumped ship and decided to unfriend me. A spy from the other group? Think so. Like my Pa told me as a Wolf-pup, give em enough rope, and they'll hang themselves. 
That's all on that.
Next time someone that is just asking you a fix it question on Facebook, don't just give em sass, give em the advice they're looking for. That new person might just be your next hire. And your next best wrench.
TTYLY

People admire intelligence until you point out your smarter than they are

There are people that understand this and many who will be very confused. On an episode of the Big Bang Theory, Sheldon Coopers mother points out that its okay to let people admire your intelligence, just don't point it out, because it pisses em off. In Star Trek circles; there's a doctrine of the Prime Directive. The Prime Directive simply put means not to attempt to interfere or educate populations inferior or not able to grasp even the most simplest of concepts or education. Example; My Dear SheWolf, with no blame of her own has been rather sheltered and protected most of her life. I'd like to akin this to being in a cave on some remote mountain side in some 4th world nation. To whit; We were chatting on the illustrious Facebook, and I was talking about Father Time. Now most people know what that means, and I tried to explain that to her even on the very basic level. Yet she just could not grasp it. 
This reduction of even the most basic of mental reasoning, seems to be even epidemic. Seems that our population in this nation, from grade school, to the late 30 somethings to the mid 40 somethings are just flat getting even more stupid. Many can't read, few can spell, the rest lack historical or even old fashioned grey haired knowledge. Now I'm not going to say I'm a blooming brainiac , but I decided years ago, that since I was never going to be a athlete might as well tune up that muscle between my ears. And I have, I do something few do any more. I open that thing called a book and I read. While some news or trade headlines I glean from the web, still there's nothing like holding a real paper filled hard bound book. Your mind can escape, and you really can go beyond the present dimension. You also can learn. I also do much of my intellectual input from going to places like Malls etc, and observing people. Writing down what I see and carving out my thoughts on the days research. On such things a Confederate history , I pick up a paper version of the Copperhead Chronicles. Written by Al Benson, is a very good read. Call him the Tomi Laren of Confederate History. No hidden anything and straight to the truth. Of course my early upbringing was by many standards very blessed as were my parents. One on the basis of the fact that from the time they said I do they did right up until their deaths. As such they worked hard, made good money and from being the sole beneficiary I was able to explore anything and everything my heart desired. Not saying any of our family was lazy, we worked hard on the farm. Up at 5:00 to milk cows, school all dang day, home just in time to milk cows again, feed the rest of the stock including our horses, in bed by 11 after the news, then back up again. Spring, Summer and fall, it was hay season, and harvesting peppermint . There were just things you learned on the farm, that most kids today have no idea of. My parents also taught lessons. One is if you can't afford to pay cash for it, forget it, never do credit. Second if there was a piece of equipment that broke on our farm my dad fixed it himself. Never calling for the farm equipment dealer. If Dad needed a thing on the farm, he didn't just go out and buy it , he dug out his torch, some steel, and his arc welder and made the whatever it was. 
Thing is no matter who it is, we can always teach others, so long as they are willing to be taught. 
See Ya'll

A teaspoon of Sugar makes the medicine go down, supposedly a cup of sugar makes you blackout

There's an old tune from the movie Mary Poppins that says just a teaspoon of sugar makes the medicine go down. First question what medicine was Julie Andrews giving those kids? And two; A teaspoon is good, a cup(or bottle of it ) makes you completely pass out. Especially drinking several bottles of it, like I do, every day. My suspucions are there was something in the mini steak dinner I ate at the Legal Tender cafe here. Add to that the place's big screen TV's don't work, I'm thinking this place might be up on the sale block in the not too distant future. 
Okay then, got online and at first after I had the dick waving contest from some idiot named John, saw a notice from Facebook, that said ad was rejected. reason? Confederate flag was deemed offensive. Really, I hate to explain to some that what we call the Confederate flag is really the cross of Saint Andrew and is the flag of Scotland, 

 so displaying this 

 is not a show of hate or descrimination , but a flag of honor and courage. Ya'll see from the time that anything but honest Abe, school history classes have yet to discuss or teach the truth of the war between the states, or as we call it the war of Northern aggression. That entire war was over states rights and tariffs as well as taxation, it had nothing really to do with slavery. Yet we have many people jumping down our ass's and up our throats, saying those who really love this flag 

 So if Facebook that is ran and owned by a little Jap loving communist, wants to ban my ads , okay by me, just saves me money. 

Went down for lunch with little Rick, today, good meal, bowl of soup and a cold ham sandwich. Hey when their serving Clam Chowder I'm in. Dark Horse looks a bit strange without her sinister grill and blacked out headlights. New hood , new fenders, she still looks good. I've told Rick, that truck is sweet as can be. Just about as equal to my LexiBelle. To me LexiBelle, is the absolute most beautiful thing on Earth, next to God, and the Marines, LexiBelle is my priority. Everything else is an option. Any mile gotta hit the store, catch me tonight on Spreaker.com for HazzardAyre Radio.

Later ya'll need to haul to Walmart, need feed.