Don't ever get married and Thank God and Greyhound she's gone

Well I did something overnight that I haven't done in at least a month. I got a full nights peaceful sleep. I hit the rack at 21:00 and awakened to the smells of breakfast next door, and well I'm awake.
This is a far cry from the day before. Or even yesterday. In both I awakened to a silent explosive domestic situation, that every day erupted into a constant battle. Sure two people of opposite genders living together will fuss, that's to be expected, but not to the degree that the skank from Florida and I were going at it. Mostly her, I learned to keep my mouth shut. Stepping on land mines I did in the Marines, I ain't doing that at home. So it all progressed into mid morning, finally I just said, to the Shelly Skank , its time for you to head back home to fraudville Florida. Figuring she'd figure out the Vulcan logic, of okay she's paid the club in full, we test drove the idea of us shacking up, again. It didn't work, now lets shake hands part ways and go on, but nooo0. Taxi cab to a mental facility , (I paid), next visit from our law enforcement body, saying I committed some slight degree of assault? Really Shelly? Sorry I'm a Southern kountry gentleman not a bust(all the time) Jax Teller asshole, plus I'll never , ever hit or hurt a woman for anything at least physically. My Dad drilled that into myself and my step brothers head from the time we were pups to now. Hazzard folk don't live like that. If anything I treated this Slime from the keys of Florida like frigging royalty, even passing over much more visually appealing and able personal and professional prey. For two years, interviewing any kind of talent for either on radio, or our TV gigs, or even the pictorials and magazine slicks, terminized because Shelly thought I was doing the sidestep shuffle and as such would always throw a fuss. Just before within a week or so before this hippo arrived here, I was grooving on a new tune with this super fox that is employed here in a local brewery.  Excellent nose, tiny feet and slim. The ideal on screen model, and maybe personal. But hey, I was with Shelly, shit can't cheat, so ignored the sweet honey from the beer pub. Same goes for Lisa from Tumbleweeds, Andrea, and a few others. BGut hey because I was loyal, to the Scummy/Skank, I got sucker punched and called every kind of insult. Couldn't do my show here from my home, because something just might offend someone including her , for some tune or comment. So been looking into an office downtown, except that in the middle of town is no better than where I'm at so why pay out another twice as much monthly rent for less than what I have. Makes no sense. But to accomodeadate (mis-spelled on purpose) The Florida tornado, I was willing to to retain the ability to continue building the SuperStation of both radio and TV here in southwestern Wyoming. Finally at 13:30 yesterday, thanks to Rabbit Taxi, she was out of here. Or at least partially. About 19:00 the counseling center sent her to Walmart, where the toothless skunk from Florida, decides to spout all kinds of insults about and of me, the Knytes and all throughout Walmart here in Etown. It got so bad I finally had to completely block her number on my cell, my facebook feeds and finally, at 21:00 I went to the shower, watched Spyn City, on LaffTV, then went to bed.
However the Withch of disaster is out of here, so we move on.
There are guys or even people who are not able to be wed. No matter the real circumstance. Some of us, and I list myself in the top 2% of this list, are just too wyld, no longer myld and would just as soon, stay single. After 5 attempts at the alter, and pouring my emotions out like a gushing water fall, into someone only to be kicked in the head, either by her or her family or both, example: My son Eddy's mom Suzi, went on a camping trip somewhat before his conception. Was up at Red Fish Lake near northern Idaho, sleeping in the back of my truck under a shell, it started raining, its February friends, that area at that time of year under wet weather is very cold. Of course Suzi get's to sleep inside, but not this old Wolf. Shortly after I said this is not for me. She torpedoed the relationship, but guess who caught the blame? Two more near misses at the alter and I had pretty much said, this ain't for me. Not saying I'm turning queer, or anything, although I can understand why some guys do. They just get tired of putting up with women's shit.  But then here came Smelly Shelly, like a herd of buffalo, slinging more manure than a PRCA Rodeo. Says she can write, says she's an author, really? Climbs off the bus a year ago last week in February, no laptop, and her writing? I've seen ducks scratch words in mud that was easier to read. If your a story or screenwriter you always have a laptop, tablet, or at least a pen and notebook. She had none of. She split last year the same time as she did this year, but even with, that she killed any plans I had for going to NAB in Vegas this year. Oh well there is next year.
Look I'm not going queer or gay as I said earlier here, but before any woman decides she's going to get tight with me, I'm the one that gets wined and dined not the other way around. I did my duty to the Knytes for making sure Smelly paid the Knytes back money for aid for her medical bills, past that , its over now.
Finally, been getting this inquiry from this person in Nevada named Ashley. Who says she's all business. I got the notice she was interested in our visual projects after I mentioned that on a previous entry of No Transgenders need apply. The result of posting an ad on CraigsList, brought a person from Utah who  was a Transgender, in serious disguise. I'm sorry our entire organization from the word go in 1982, has been centered on Christian, focused Hazzard County standards. This is southern fried moral pure to a degree, attitudes. We don't do nudes, bikini's, or sluttish trash work. Sure leg city anything to do with short heim lines but never outright porn. Sure put some spice into the mix as would Uncle Jessie put spice into his rattlesnake chili, but not to the point that the image over shadows the rig or reason that the model is there to enhance. Get that word, enhance, not dominate. 
So I get this inquiry from this Ashley gal. So she says want to get serious on what you need for your website and TV visuals to launch with thunder your online presence for HazzardAyre Radio. Get in touch. So I did. Seems now all she's doing is sniffing around and not ready to get serious. The reason we are searching now is, here in the Mountain West, warm and hot days and summer is only about 3 to 4 months if your lucky. If your going to do outdoor photography or video work, you had best get at it early in June and July. So we start getting talent gathered, find that which is the personality and attitude and get it done. Sure there are talent agencies in Salt Lake City, I call them talent schools with job placement assistance. That said, there's a problem with most of them, in the talent interacting with say a client, in a scene. Example and it has been the one true trademark of all things we do through my company for and of us trying to make a buck driving a tow truck. Now to put this into perspective; this is a toe>

 this is a Tow truck 

 put together we always say we LuV Toews and the result is this>

 with that said, getting that idea across to a talent agency or school, is like pulling teeth out of a rooster. All too many have called me a person with a foot or toe fetish. Me I call meself a toew fettish, since this> 

 makes me a living. This 

 just enhances this>

 so I focus on parts of the femintile anatomy of toes usually in nylon hose since if the talent gets there, is more sanitary. So since agencies shy away we engage a search. Few apply, even fewer are chosen.

Finally operations or the HQ of the Knytes are relocating back to our point of ground zero, in Burley, Idaho. Will be working on that for a few weeks, and by the end of May just after Memorial Day, I'll be moving there too. Reason? Even with the recently located office place in down town Etown, found that there still is not, repeat NOT fiber optic nor a much faster connection broadband here. While Cable One and Project Mutual in Mini Cassia Idaho, has fiber optic all the way to the Idaho Utah border. And they just can't do that here. Had things worked between Smelly Shelly and I , I was ready to dig in and make Etown Wyoming my home, since that is not going to happen, there is no damn reason, I need stay here. Just wish and pray we can get our ads shot here before I relocate. Ashley you giving this your attention?

Be on the air overnight tonite. See us on cyber-radio, at www.spreaker.com/ayrewolf 

TTYLY