Can I pee now?

Friday in Evanston nearly mirrors Friday in Hazzard County except, for the lack of the Boars Nest, as well as the Snake River Grill, and a consistent 70 degrees, its darn near the same. You still have to side step banks and loan centers to make sure you have enough money in the bank at least for a short time, so that YOU can eat, and pay YOUR other BILLS. Like rent on shop, radio studio and domicile. Kinda like averting Boss Hogg in keeping ANY amount of money in your pocket. As far as idiotic drivers? The Hazzard Police Department and Hazzard County Sheriffs Office keeps that at least level. Uinta County and Evanston City? Not so much. 
Better half didn't get her money on time, but the Foundation got one of its back payments to the tune of $1.8 million, my share $5k, the Club? $25k so all is well there. 
Leigha will be here late Saturday and more than likely early to mid day Sunday. Andrea got her a phone finally, things are moving forward. It's about damn time.
Years ago, when I was hitched the last time, residing in the small rural eastern Idaho town called Grace, we as a couple and family were on our way to Soda Springs Idaho to do some county business with and for step Son Mike. Of course my beloved had forgotten to drain her bladder before we embarked on our journey. About half way, I stopped at this choke & gag, so she could unload her kidneys, with the typical statement, " Gotta pee?" Men think its funny that women can't hold their fluids very long, but forget that for 9 months or nearly that, a woman has a unenlightened toddler dancing and bouncing on her bladder. Which makes that need to pee even more pronounced. In my case, two things are for sure. First with the constant ingesting of 100 mile sea(coffee) which rareley is hot or moderately warm, I usually need to drain the main vein quite often. However over the last 4 days, if not a week, getting ready for Codi and all to arrive, shop duty, and all, sneaking out to wiz has been a real challenge. Which is why our Codi has been hired. Now dig this; remember a few months ago when that seat cover Nicole Duke(not any relation to Bo or Luke) inquired to becoming one of the HazzardAyre A-Team members? She shrugged us off as bad news. So got a Linked in poke earlier saying howdy. My how long has the cats tail gotten. Last night partly into my overnight haul on cyber radio, I got into a music set and all of a sudden , no music, woke up sleeping on the console, time for bed, so put the network into autopilot, and hit the bed. 
As such I'm hitting the rack until show time @ 01:00 hours. Which begs the question again; Can I pee now? 
TTYLY

  

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It is true, a mans balls hang lower as we get older, and sitting on your balls when mounting a bike is painful

If you do, a Google search on this subject your not going to find much in the way of proper information that said, i can tell you in fact that as us male corpuscles age our balls do hang much lower and get slightly larger, than they are when we were much younger. The first time I noticed this and began to give the subject any attention was hopping into LexiBelle the other day. I nearly sat on my nut sack, and my did my guys hurt. I yelled so loud that I'm sure the jackrabbits and jackalopes across the railroad tracks heard it. The next time was the other day, mounted a friends scoot after adjusting the chain, and riding to test the same, I hopped on that Panhead, a bit off, crushed my walnuts so bad I nearly cried. Hey it hurt. I remember an old sticker I got out of a gumball machine years ago that read,"When you have em by their wallets and their balls, their hearts will gladly follow" A mans nuts are extremely tender. It severley hurts if they are mistreated. Yet if you look up anything on the subject of the why a mans balls hang lower as we age the answers are so varied that it starts to cross the boundry of knowledge and porn. Just like trying to find a cute set or pair of nyloned toes on a Google search. You don't get just those cute toes you have to view the whole leg, or, it goes skanky. Same thing as looking up pics of hottie cowgirls in tight Wrangler Jeans. You still will not find much if anything at all. Its a real standard at least for us kountry Men, that a hot butt in a very tight pair of Wrangler cowgirl cut jeans, is quite possibly the finest thing on land to see on land. If you look that up on Google, hardly anything will you find. But we are off subject. Yet if you were to look up the similar condition for women there's at least 10 pages of medical information, so can the injury be prevented? Yes, a jock strap can prevent the malady. Now back to the show.

Children in Adults bodies The unsecure and immature .

As we haul it overnight this overnight twilight, I started to consider that for some unknown reason women who are very insecure and immature seem to seek me out. I began to think it might because of stature, or the gray hair, or some reason, but the cling to me like plastic wrap around a cheese sandwich. Of course there's my honey Shelly, who is so very much insecure and immature that it makes kindergarten children seem like Einsteins . From an early childhood of a broken home and abuse, any oasis of a stable environment is something she seeks. However Shelly, is not the only one. Suzi the mother of my Son Eddy, and my second wife. When I met Suzi it was strictly immediate physical satisfaction. We met at this choke and Gag called Butterburrs, in Pocatello. The only things she needed to get to go home with me was her pillow, blanket and toothbrush. It didn't take much and over less than 6 months it was a gas. About the 8th month of the relationship was hindered by other male corpuscles she knew, seemed she'd been down everything but the Titanic. Her dad was into industrial painting, and had a good shop with plenty of tools. However Suzi was tethered to her mom and dad worse than even the smallest infant. Plus bedroom recreation had to be reported to Mom. Betty was the worst of the worst when it comes to Mother In Laws. Her dad Ralph wasn't bad a bottle of scotch and a football game in the downstairs rec room of their home was enough to keep him happy. I can't count how many houses we bought and rented in Pocatello. The lady at Idaho Power, just told me that she'd turn on any power at any location, once we finally lighted she'd then apply billing. Her best friend Sandy was the recipient of I can't count how much baby food and diapers I supplied, and the damn kid wasn't mine. It was on a fateful day when I came home for lunch from the shop in American Falls, that her Mom and her was there collecting her stuff, apparently Suzi was PG, (she was) now that she had attained that and 1/4 of my fortune she because of her mothers urging decided she couldn't live with a biker. WhaT WE had was a 24 year old with a 13 year olds mind inside. Today Suzi is a dyke living solo in Pocatello, and still trying to suck off my hind teat financially. When both her Mom and her Dad mostly her Mom, takes that final exit to the truck stop in the sky, Suzi will be in a world of serious loss and mark my words, if I'm still alive, watch how fast she finds my address. Just once I'd like to find and settle down with one whose mind matches her age, but as they say, if the chassis is classy, someone is keeping it happy. Which removes me from their league . 
Now back to the show.

Talking Toew

Small beginnings, one big footprint today HazzardAyre is the Facebook of Internet Radio

It's not been that long ago, approx 15 years or so, that two Harvard students, doing study of computer coding brought fourth a creation that today is worth billions of dollars, and worth the mighty hand to the entire hand of its creator Mark Zukerburg. That invention of popular gossip culture is Facebook. 
In the view of the Knytes-of-Dixie We sat down as the dawning of cyber online radio and streaming, was an infant, we thought, why instead of archieved versions of popular programming, why not do it live in the same flavor as that of old time top 40 AM radio was. Only do the same online. As those at Nextradio and others are pushing their online offerings, trying to generate revenue to it , thought is here, be the home of southern fried radio in the Mountain West and do it both over the air as well as online. Where ever and on what ever device the listeners wants to tune us in on. 
Advance that past just audio, put in a switcher and say 4 cameras, that You can see us churning out the cream of music, talk , pop culture and certainly southern culture vibrations over the cyber air. Outside of the video part mostly due to lack of knowledge as how to do so, HazzardAyre/DixieDiesel Radio has delivered, and delivered like none other and continues to be the online source for otr trucker news, indepth coverage of issues involving toewing, and of course military aviation and again absolutely southern heritage and lyfestyle. 
Alrighty then. Andrea contacted me again, wants to come out and maybe play. Guess the concept that a super pro from Arizona coming here has caught the eyes of many. The split tails around here are all of a sudden looking at this fat old wolf as a stud, and I have no reason why. I'm certainly not acting on any inclinations, or temptations, My body off duty belongs to Shelly, and Shelly only. However one has to remember that Herman ain't seen no serious action since 2009, and that was so quick it hardly counted. So why now? Is it that many are thinking , " oops I messed up better go see the offerings here that I ignored once before", or is it the old two bowls two cats both want what's in the bowl the other has? With that said, I can't even as much as I love Shelly and all, that be Andrea or anyone else in a 1-on-1 close up presence that if she was wearing nylons or such and offered to get going more than just chatting that I would say no, I'm sorry, I'm not into stepping out or cheating, but hey it's been since 2009, that I smelled up close any kind of anything female. Plus since the departure of me to Montpelier unless something really major success here happens, since I've gotten screwed every other way, here in Evanston, Wyoming. At least for once it'd be nice to leave with just once one of the hotties of this village gave something pleasurable. 
See ya'll in a few hours on HazzardAyre/DixieDiesel Overnight.
TTYLY

Yes Hilary and Donald there is a nation between New York and California

All through this election season for someone to step into the big seat in DC, few if any of them have came to the conclusion that there IS a Nation between the two coasts more over not in the big metro areas. I started reading this news thing written by author and western American preservanationist C.J. Hadley. See I do something few do any more , I sit down from early morning when I get off air with some iced tea, and read. Words on paper. However there is more to the story. My SheWolf in Florida, even though its enevatable that she'll move out west here with me, deep down she does not want to leave Florida. Currently she bunks in St. Petersburg Floriday she loves the Florida keys, home of the big THC/Meth/Nose candy traffic highway in America. I would no way in hell move there. Let's move on ; there was this consideration, that I resigned myself to a few years ago, and I kick myself in the butt ever since. Because of my need to remain tethered to the financial cord of the Club, I did not want to move to a medium sized town in midwest Oregon, called Irrigon, Oregon. If I had, I'd be close to my step son, and step daughter. As it is I am in many ways all alone, and I wont say that temptation is not always at the door because it is. The conflicts between SheWolf and I are many, but since she sees something in me that I don't, I'm sticking with her. But I can't say in truth if a gal, with serious cash and the right eye candy, came to the door, I wouldn't say let's give it a whirl. But I regress from my main topic here. 

Every day I open up numerous invites in my inbox on gmail, and find that most are all in places so distant and not too home like, that I don't go. Not that I don't like Nashville, or Dallas or such, even some places in southern California. Mostly Burbank, Ventura, and the valley like for sure Van Nyes. But could we see and have some of these events in  Mountain West territory? Consider NAB not in Vegas but Salt Lake City, SEMA in Salt Lake City, the big radio trade show that just closed in Nashville, in Salt Lake City or Provo? I think your getting the idea. The Presidential candidates, treated most of Utah like a poop stop, and shunned and shuns most of the Mountain West. Granted states like Wyoming, and Montana don't have billions of people as far as population bases, but those that are here are important to these elections. States like Idaho, that is progressive in growth , education and economic prosperity, are examples these Presidential candidates ought to copy if not duplicate nationwide. Maybe some of these public elected officials from DC could focus on throwing in with these rural areas and bringing broadband bandwidth, internet, and more choice cable/satellite Television. Just like the Knytes-of-Dixie has with HazzardAyre/SouthernSteele Media. We didn't say why here? We said why not here? From our base in radio, to videos to Television to movies, It's been the mission of the Knytes, to not go to the Mountain, its been bring the Mountain here. 

While it happens, there is not a mucho rumblings of bombs in schools, cops shooting first and not just serving the public by making us safer, I can walk to the store, around my complex, or even walk to the office/studio, without worrying, is somebody going to shoot me. I can stand on my porch where I reside, and just gain my mind back by watching the deer and birds. Open kountry. Yet that can't be said for the big cities. Sure there are technical technology challenges. but the trade off to being able to put my brain in the I don't care mode, and just observing the critters. Is worth it. 

So Yes Hilary and Donald, there is a nation between New York and California, your invited to supper.

TTYLY

So far so good one more show done and life looking better, plus do women still wear nylons for fashion?

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord takes my soul if I should die before dawn breaks. One show done up on Spreaker.com and I' praying that this afternoons edition on Livestream.com goes good as well. Ever since the melt down on our computer systems the last week, (Thank Goodness for Codi's advice on how to repair most of it) we are once again being able to air shows again although the transmitter misses some of it trying to decyfer the signals its still hitting the ayrewaves. So then got one of these touch turn on turn off lamps. Got it from Cousin Bud through Cousin Shar. This is a good thing, while I had it burning bright for two weeks now the bastard is being stubborn. No matter what bulb I put in it. So next step, tear the bugger down get a socket with a switch, the metal insides and make the bastard work decent. 
The little scrap that me and SheWolf had the other night seems to have healed. I mentioned that when I want to talk I want to talk, not just dit dit dit texting. Wears out the key pad on an old Cell phone to begin with, plus I can't say all I want to in a condensed version, so now she talks through calling. Life is beginning to look better. Not healed just better. As I mentioned on the show. The first two days Codi was here, I thought hard on the idea of doing the traditional toe thing, and yet something said naw avoid that, as Codi is a keeper. Perhaps if she had been wearing a skirt with stockings and all my resistance would not have been so great but as it was the interview turned out great and now we have a me or at least someone that thinks like me, to bring all things HazzardAyre to boil. This brings me to the question and more research needs to be done by Hazzard County University, students and brainiacs, but though is, and we all have seen the nasty book pics of women wearing nylons and such to draw and lure us male corpuscles, but, does women today wear nylons of any kind for their own measure of proper attire, or for fashion sense? Or are nylons strictly bait to capture and heat up mens desires? It used to be when you walked into say Walmart or K-Mart or even Sears, you'd see at least two or more rows of plastic legs in all kinds of ways showing off all colors and styles of nylon hosiery. Today your hard pressed to find any kind of display. Of course when I was younger, employees of professional business's like attorney's , banks , insurance offices and such all had women in nylons of some genere. You'd go to church and all women wore form fitting but modest dress's and nylons, little girls would wear leotards. But today except for granny's and toddlers, you hardly ever see a woman let alone teen girls or young women wearing nylons. Question again has the fashion accessory passed ? Or is it just that women wear them just to please us guys? Speaking of Church. Last week I texted my Bishop, about desiring a transfer out of the Uinta View Ward of the LDS Church. Not leaving the Church just out of this Ward. Understand I love our Bishop and his first counselor very much but its the tension and feeling every time I go to Church. When I walk into a meeting house to talk and learn about my Heavenly Father, I don't need to feel the distraction of most all wanting to put a boot in my ass out the door. As of yet no response from our Bishop. What started the ball rolling here was a picnic that was held for the Ward, and feeling all alone and nearly hearing crickets chirping, while I was there, combined with a Priest of our Ward who blessed the Sacrament , one week in corn rows on his head. To me that is Blaspheme . If your going to bless the Lords supper, at least give the respect and dignity that doing so deserves. 
See ya'll this afternoon on the Radio.
TTYLY

Dixie Trekin

Try as we might we just can't seem to shed our southern kountry roots.

Bfore I get into my usual howling here need to say this, sorry about falling asleep on ya'll overnight. After going nearly none stop for 48 hours, after Codi left , I was so relaxed that I nodded off during a music set and noticed that there was silence. So I decided to drop out and get it back into gear later this morning.
Okay then, I'm about as happy as a canine after eating ribs with lots of barbque sauce. Codi will make a great fit here. Way I look at it is shes me except with bumps and well you know what , instead of a yea that thing. I told my lady to be that I was tickled as I could be. Couldn't ask for anyone better , but its a real slap in the face for our town of Etown. Took an ad, in a trade mag, someone who on her own and own expense flew to SLC, rented a car, and came up here, got her own motel room, just to be a prospective new hire. Where was or where is, the local honeys in Etown? Oh well , Etowns loss is Codi's gain I suppose.
Okay then, seems as much as we southern Kountry folks get sophisticated we still hang onto and speak our southern kountry dialects. We phrase things in ways of referring to things on the farm, or directing a conversation on or about our backwoods lives. It's truly amazing that even though many want to deduct at least 200 IQ points from us because of our rural talk, still many of us are way more intelligent than those stuck up city folks are. We still tip our hat's to a lady, feel funny or will go without if a lady invites us to eat, and knowing she might have to pay the tab, just today, Codi when she got here invited me to grab grub. I declined because of the cash drought that was caused by that Hurricane in Florida and Shelly. So I stayed home. And was so dang hungry that when Codi went to take a few zz's, I grabbed a small chigger of spagetti-o's . Hey I'm trying to drop a ton here okay? Any mile I was embarassed. Now to add insult to injury I have to go to my Bishop, or a pay day loan outfit to bumb enough bread to keep the lights on and the heat on. If only Shelly would have kept her promise and our central processing center had been able to get out our paychecks oh well. Hurricanes what can you do? Thing is, this is why I have Codi in the first place. To take over the majority of my duties for HazzardAyre so I can go do what I need to do at the shop to fill my cash stash. Fortunately Codi's pay check is covered by the club, not me I only command HazzardAyre, I don't own it. 
I'd go on here, but I have to be awake and bushy tailed at 08:00 to be on deck for Codi, so I'm in bed. See ya'll on the air then.
TTYLY
(oh, for those not in the know by now; T-is talk, T-to-, Y-you, L-later, Y-ya'll .)

Talking Toew3

When once upon a time in a time so far, far, away

In a time and era, now so far, far away. Its too bad that being kind or congenial to a associate in your company was not a thing to be looked down on, with someone of the tender other gender thinking you have another idea, hiding under your zipper or a evil agenda. No they took at it as a thing of praise and you moved on and took care of the operation of business. 
Today if you recommend someone to the overall general community, or give praise on line as to the concept they do a better job than anyone else in town or the vocation, your thought of as just a dirty old biker, with a hard on for them. 
Example, as I related earlier. Local Bar gal here , served me well at a local brew joint here. So I gave her praise. She overhears the Club might be opening a bar here, gives me her phone number. So followed up on the call. After just two calls, no response. Huh? Suggested a side dish of she could work on the promotions side of HazzardAyre Radio. Okay she bugged out. But still she being the sharp, fantastic person she is with good eye candy to boot, I told as many here as I could, if your looking to hire someone she's it. No more, forgot about her, didn't care. So then the same original place I met her was , had a security guy, so I mentioned I was looking for an engine and all for mini toew. Guess what ? Yep Lexi' , so I called , no response put the idea away, no harm no foul no more nothing. So then the other day go to this shindig with our church ward. Kids were playing at the same park, and so Lexi was there. Said hello, she growled, left it alone. Then I hear from her to FO. Fine, no problem, here I thought she was kind. 
So I am of the opinion, that today instead of being the kind, mentor leader of the operation any company, no can't be a helping kind person, today you have to nearly be a barking hard ass'd Marine Corps, style Drill Instructor, and make all employees including the women under your command feel like sand roaches. 
The thing of equal oppurtunity and all for both genders is pure bunk. Equal pay yes, equal work with risks? No way, your women employees will thing that your being nice and kind is approaching them in a romantic way, and as such, they will make your life hell. 
I can remember as a young Wolf-Pup, in Utah. My Dad went to pick up prescriptions at what was once called Layton Drugs. There was a lady in there that served us, by the name of Mrs. Carver. Dad used to tease and flirt, and make sure she knew , he appreciated the effort she made in making us feel good about being a customer. She'd even give me a free ice cream cone. 
Try that today, and you'll get arrested for some sort of misaligned sexual approach. Really? Have we degraded in our society that much? 
Some areas of our region its not that bad. Over in Idaho near Hazzard where I was raised and all, there is still not the grave panic from the tender gender if you flirt a bit, most likely they'll flirt back. Even as bad as what Metro-Utah has become, the art of a friendly howdy is not so alarming to that tender gender. Some will even sit and have coffee with you such as at Sill's Cafe in Layton. Try that here in urban/rural Etown, someo9ne pushes the e button. My advice is women chill out. Not every guy who says howdy or is kind to you wants to get between your thighs. That I guess is, in that time and era so far, far, far away.
Be on the air in the AM, doing routine engineering here at HazzardAyre.
TTYLY