Where theirs a will theres an A bullmanure

There's an old adage that says, " Where there's a Will, There's an A. My response BullManure. Around our small sliver of the World its more along the lines of Anything can go wrong at the worst possible moment. Something from guy named Murphy. Whose laws play right into, the hands of old Lucifer he's self. Had every intention, of hauling my behind to Evanston this afternoon, but with, the gusty arctic wind and snow runs here, it's me batting down the hatches, and staying warm, even though my beloved LexiBelle, is suffering a very cold, and most likely snowy, spell. All gets back here to Idaho, right after the holidays. After all, have business stuff to do here, Insurance, license renewal, and rent, plus Internet. All of which is going to put a damper on any travel plans. 

The sitch of homeless or not homeless, thinking that paying rent to a slumlord was beyond me, rendered, me being homeless. I'd rather pay rent, and get by for the month, and have a warm bed, my things, in my familiar surroundings. Yup, took the past month to teach me another valuable life lesson. Like Charlie said once, Shelter, food, communications. Once that is all together then go fart around with whatever is left. Next month won't be so bad, with the C.O.L.A. increase I get from both the V.A. and SSA/SUPP. 

An 8.7% increase, oh whoppie, at least Biden did something right. Although the way things are unfolding in D.C., Trump might hear the starting gun, but I don't think his rabbits phoote is going to get him elected. 

Is there a labor law I have been missing? Or is there a common denominator, that you can discriminate on the basis of some old fat cow, and hire only the ones that have eye candy? Two Real Estate outfits, and two eating establishments, must have found a bypass around hiring butt fugdugly. 

Speaking of eye candy, was looking over things, do you realize it was 1992, just after Monkee and I got together, that the WolfPack aka the AyreWolvez, was formed? Yup come the 28th of this month, we cross the flyte lyne of 30. 

Guess must be in good company huh?

L8R Aviators

 

Sorry to those Lincolnites but I AM a Confederate Marine. and To all Cell Phone carriers, MediEvac Helo Pilots and toew truck drivers are First Responders Too.

 

Good morning WolfPack. It's Sunday, Cold out, but not as cold as some early mornings, round these parts. 

Okay I lost the phone connection, not because of nonpayment, but due to the bank being closed yesterday, and today. So, I called up Metro, got the automated whatever it is on the line, nearly got to talk to a human, BUT, the Artificial Intelligence puss, kept hanging up on me. Being without a phone is a mere inconvienence for most, but as both a AirMed EVAC Pilot, and tow truck pilot, no phone means no income. Whatever happened to a real human, working overnight, even on weekends? Glad there's still us in the air, and on the highway. Normally have my handheld radio with me, except its out at ValleyHouse. 

Which brings me up to a sitch, that started late Thursday, evening.

There we were watching the old version of Top Gun. All was well. When I mentioned that most, if not all the F-14 Tom Cats were now old skool, and being dismantled, out at the Military Aircraft graveyard out in the Arizona desert. So far, no big deal, right? Wrong. Here was some guy living there that looks like Mr. Magoo, said I was wrong. That I was a piece of S, then started after my service record with the Marines. Most of the time, I would have passed this as a Lincolnite, not knowing his behind from Shinola, except, he comes over and started getting in my face. Trying to challenge my resolve. Now I had told sweet, Tori one of the case workers there, that I wouldn't go to fisticuffs on anyone there, as my training, brings to boil, the need to kill, whoever I get into a physical contest with. But this guy kept at it. Came in once shook my hand said he was sorry. Thinking all was all, I began to relax again. Except, he started back up again. To the point, cold or not, I came out here to the hangar, got the little stove fired up, slept in the Lady,

and been eating beenie Weenies, all weekend. A meeting is in the works for Monday with powers that be including Tori, as I don't mind the place, but when my security and safety is on the line, and I'm not allowed to fight back, some discussion, is needed. 

Well, gotta go, got Church in a few hours. At least at Church, I can get warm, even for a few hours.

L8R Aviatiors.

First Off, Women's Pheete do not smell foul.

 

First off women's clean pheete in freshly warshed nylons do not smell foul. In fact, in reality, depending on age and hygiene, bare or in nylons, will never smell at least to a guy. Other women perhaps, but never to a guy. The scent really is pheromones inviting a male corpuscle, to investigate and explore more. And that fellow Wolvez, is no-nonscents.

 What is None-Sense, is on Twitter.com, Seems Twitter has become the smut site of social media. There's not a visit to Twitter, that I don't encounter at least a half a page, of milf's on there asking if I want to do her? Fact is, even if I did, logistics prevents that since in no way are there any postings of similar from around, the Tragic Valley. So why bother? Second while it seems, or is that Seams, 

? That for every posting of women in my fave fashion, that you never see any male corpuscle enjoying the Scents of the flowers that are apparently There. Just ain't. Of course, this is done so as it is, that other male Wolvez like me, won't get discouraged of Phantasizing, of being intimate with the honey in the photo. In more of a reality check, or faxed check, look on the ring finger, of these sweet leggies. Nearly 60% are married or very seriously, involved with some mungrel male, by the name of Bubba with no neck.

Again that's:

Okay onto other items of Sniffing around.

Got myself into a pickle over the past few months, over no pay well rent, due to no fixitwell, if fixit at all. So landed into a homeless shelter. It's not that bad, but it is very temporary. This was due to a official at my LDS Ward, calling up the guy who I had a deal going for a better pad for less cost, than here in Tweaker Flatts. It is up in Arco. THe official told my prospective new landlord that I had no money. Nope, had money, could have moved and me in good shape, but no, got KO'd before the first round of that boxing match. What dang business is it of his, to thwart my advancing out of go no-where dead end Tweaker Flatts Idaho? 

The longer, I'm in this Ward (9th Ward Twin Falls Stake, Twin Falls Idaho) the more I reverse rather than progress.

No more.

Until Next Tyme Aviators:

 

You never sleep elsewhere as you do in your own bed

 

First off, who the heck comes up with the names for fonts? This morning I'm using one called Lobster. In no way does the font resemble any crustacean sea critter. Why call it somethin it ain't? makes no sense or scents. 

With that said, you never or hardly ever get the full skivvy of anything coming from CraigsList. Don't care what it is. Company's and all that say they are Veteran friendly are seldom in reality Veteran friendly. Example, thought I had a good thing going over at the White Cloud Motel. Now there is a thing that is; no business done with anything Government ever gets done quickly, or in a timely manner. It takes weeks or at least a month to get both you and your benefits aligned with their resources. So, while my SSA funds got in tune in a quick mode, my V.A. Benefits didn't. My V.A. Benefits, are what I use to fund AyreWolf Aviation/Cooter's Toewing with.

So, since I got the crunch down, with our radio werx with Go-Daddy, I was limited to using my SSA funds to operate MY company's. Now I don't know how the law reads on this, but, a deposit, is usually not required to rent a room at a motel, only with a sitch involving an apartment. Not at the White-Cloud Motel of Twin Falls Idaho. Instead of bearing with me and accepting a partial rent drop, the pricks applied that to the for going deposit. Not understanding that even with Auto-Deposit, until the Government has a confirmed location of where you reside, benefits get stalled. Instead of adjusting their snail sized brains, the owners, gave me until Sunday to get things put together. So I went to my Church Ward, for the $565.00 rent. There is a procedure, even to that. In short at 22:00 previous day, I got ousted from my room at the White Cloud and sent packing. Even with that they only gave me back $120.00 of my $220.00 deposit. All I see about a deposit, is a way to collect extra money from a renter, to push a pencil. And very, very seldom does it cover, or not how well you left a place. 

This happened to me and during the week of when so called, recognition of us who were ready and willing to strap on a uniform and pick up a rifle. 

The same goes for such department store chains. Walmart honors Veterans, Target Stores do not. Even with a DDT-214, in your hands. That's why I don't shop at Target Stores. Home Depot honors Veterans. Lowes does not. Thus, I shop at Home Depot, and never at Lowes. Any time at least for me, when I climbed off that minibus at Paris Island, planted my feet on those Gold imprints, I shortly after became a Marine, and thus I will remain a Marine. There is no such thing as a Retired or Former Marine. 

So tonight, I sleep on my own bed, in surroundings I know, and smells I am accustomed to. 

L8R Aviators

When will AI Tech, and the big 4 content providers going to get it together?

 

  

When will these Tech Giants, ever going to get their stuff together? More over, why do they keep changing things on OUR pages, blogs, posts even facebook and Twitter posts. Why? The older version worked great why mess with it? Part of it most likely came from the tounge lashing that Congress and Senate hearings. Some of it, is due to the reworking of title 260, and only a smidge due to the Covid-Pandemic. Most of it, is due to too much of stay-at-home workers, and little if at all, visits to the home plant. That's why, if you ask a question, from some community answering forum, they can't answer. Why? Because they isn't in front of their, home plant pooter. So ready information, including what is and what ain't on the CSM answer cue card. Nope, they have to dig it up. Problem two, is that these hardly dry behind the ears, youngsters, that make home in Frisco Bay, have gotten lazy. Kind of like a few of our area Church leaders. Okay to lecture, not carrying it to throughput themselves. Thus, it's a " Do I gotta?" Sitch. AI or Artificial Intelligence is good to a point, but AI has no ability to learn or initiate an action, that isn't in its immediate data base. If it ain't and its broke, nobody is going to be able to repair your malady. 

Mostly the last few days, been resting, getting ready for the big push out move Friday. Contacted Nate Adams from my former LDS Church Ward, he said he'd see about getting some moving crew brethren. Much of it is easy, its already boxed, never did, completely unpack, from the move off of Blue Lakes. That too was rushed, and much got lost because of it. There's tools missing from my mobile trucks' toolbox. So haven't been able to do much of my normal, self-done repairs on Wolf-Pup. R&r-ing an alternator is pretty much straight forward. What I really need to do there, is either have the one on it upgraded to do at least 200 amps considering the mobile electronics the little truck carries, on a regular basis. All that communications gear, sucks current, really hard. Thus, the diodes in the regular consumer alternators just don't hold up. I was replacing alternators on a 6 to 8 month run on LexiBelle. Until I ordered and got one from John Deere. The Delco part number is nearly the same, but now LexiBelle's alternator problem is over, since the alternator on it, is designed to run 150 amps at low rpm's such as on a tractor. Which is why I need one for Wolf-Pup. 

Been doing more A&W, than Olive Garden. Seams 

As Though our sweet honey Morgan got wind of our op, and since she knows I go there alot decided to quit. Oh well as a wise old TV sales guy said to me once, you can't save them all. The new place isn't bad, its quiet, and the noise levels are much lower at the new place. The only drawback is the shower, which is all that there is, has no pressure. Think it's a bad valve on the thing, but it is low cost, and okay for me until I locate something an old Marine fighter pilot can afford. 

Like I told a associate earlier yesterday, 

good numbers to ya'll, I'm 10-10 on the syde.

When are these teasers on Twitter, going to understand, its not big jugs, protruding nipples or a stink butt that are in but,

 

When are all these women who post raunchy photos on Twitter, going to realize that a rear end with too much junk in the trunk, or jugs that hang nearly to their belly button are not the items that tweak a male corpuscles phantasy? These days, and not so much from just me, but many USDA Healthy Males, have said yes to legs, leg fashions and of course synthetic fiber coverings, like nylon stockings is what gets todays men's hearts to skip a beat.

A woman with bare legs though just don't cut it in modern society Hosiery, is where the eyes go. However, you can't always if ever, explain that to women. Most think, that their pheete, stink. Not so, that I covered in a previous post. 

Any flyte, weather is going to be better over the next few days, good flying weather. Try to find time to fly.

Good numbers to ya'll.

Are you sure her pheete and/or Butt don't Smell?

 

Some think that certain parts of a woman's body could possibly smell foul. Fact is it doesn't.

Studies, at Hazzard County University, conducted by Prof. Timothy Butler has determined that in fact even her underarms does not stink. 

While the study was conducted through clinical trials and research, it is a fact that her body odor is not just sweet, its healthy. And she by unconscious effort is in realITy her way of attracting a mate. That oderifference is her scent made up by pheromones, those pheromones to a male humanoid signal she is looking at connecting with a male corpuscle for copulation. 

Have you ever noticed that in the mammal animal kingdom that there are certain times that if your hound or in our case the Wolf, where if its a female how just about every critter in the neighborhood is sniffing in the air and most likely her hiney? 

 it's because that male Wolf is looking to breed. The same thing is true for the humanoid female. While that may stink 

to another woman, to us men it's a essence of female hormones and pheromones, attracting us. We can't help being attracted.

L8R Aviators

Have you ever noticed that most of the women on social media like facebook and others that bark about how life has treated them are women that you can never go on a date with?

 

Have you ever noticed that the women that are in these lonely but moldie groups and discussion rooms on social media, that sit there saying they've been injured or hurt by some guy, are the same ones, that even if you send a friend invite, and they honor it, will never bust a move groove to at least try to visit you for real, to get chummy, or at least a date? Even if you offer to pay their airfare, they still will not say an affirmative yes. The ones that do exchange howdy's are trolls looking to score serious cash, and in most cases aren't even women. Thank goodness I discovered reverse photo look up. That's not always definitive but dern close. 

That said, oh woa-az me tisk tisk, how about reaching out to a real guy, with a real career, that is in charge of a company that employs, 20,000 plus employees, and does a business volume each year of just under $5,000,000.00 a year. Yet is all alone? Nope they can't be bothered. Yet every night its a social media soap opera and I'm just waiting for the organ to play going from one scene to the other. Yes, I watch those dramas, why? Because every once in a grey moon, you see some hottie on there, that you might can cast or hire for a TV ad. Or at least a calendar spread any way.

Which brings me to the subject, of pin up models, TV ads etc. That's what I mean by getting in front of a camera Lense. Never fails, I put up a thing on facebook or   Craigslist, for such, and immediately I get a bunch of fuss-buckets thinking I'm recruiting for a porn shoot. Ain't so. Our style is more of the images of war time, mostly the roaring 1920's, Merna Loy among others. They were so graceful, daring, and always hinting, but never revealing. Some of those images found their way to the sides of aircraft. Bombers mostly, even the blooming bombs themselves. That's the style or styles we are recruiting for, and yet, just like every dern business in this nation, these days, can't find anyone. The ones you do find only are in it for the money, instead of the art, of telling a story, via their image without any words. 

This nation has became so dern blooming paranoid that one can't get a grip. Sure, it would be grand if for a couple of grand, you could pick up a phone, dial up ACME Modeling Agency, have an audition call and interview a few lovelies for a photo or video shoot. Unfortunately, those types of establishments don't exist at least here in this area, and fewer still in Boise. There used to be at least 3 that were good. Anita Sales had one that was spawned from Blanche Evans Agency. Too bad she passed on and left a big gap. Too bad so sad.

So, the next time you visit facebook, and see all these crying gals wanting sympathy, ask the question, why is she complaining? Why doesn't she bust a move?

L8R Aviators.

Only Because it got discontinued, Reviving a begotten .

 

Good food, Great drinks, and not one bow-wow wait staff person in the place. No wonder everyone here goes to Olive Garden, here in Twin Falls. Glad Morgan got me to going in there. I have been there just about every other day, for the last two weeks, and can't get enough of the lasagna. It's so darn good. I have dreams of it. Too bad it's not offered as much as I want to eat. Be nice.

The concept of good customer service has been lost in America, or at least here in Idaho, especially Twin Falls. Most food establishments, want you to order, eat, drink, then get the hell out of there. Don't know if it's that Olive Garden pays better or what never asked, but at least they try harder than some of the rest of the establishments here. It's the same level of kindness and determination I'll demand at the Reaper/Wolf's Lair when we open in 2024. Not just a biker's bar, not just a Marine Aviators bar, but a full dining experience. Watch here for updates.

Going to the Olive Garden renewed my attitude of the dream of what I had in mind just a few years ago, when, even with reservations, I relocated here to the Tragic Valley. It's still Tragic, but hopefully The WolfPack can give the area some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. It needs it. 

Was going to Wyoming this week, but scrubbed that, in view of the fire duties we have here right now. Once AyreWolf Aviation, Gets paid for that money won't be the stress it has been. Told you we'd come back. 

On the Radio Werx. Going to sit down with our partners at White Cloud, to see if there could be a solution using their services to revive ayrewolf-fm. 

The main reason I do that and lean more towards, the sultry, seductive feminine voice on our air waves, is because out on some distant U.S. Navy floating airport, is a Navy or Marine aviator, in lying on a steel hardly comfortable bunk, with his smart-phone, or laptop, that could use a bit of a pick me up on the air. The right tunes, the right voice, can make all the difference. 

Why shouldn't America, have a Qusai Tokyo Rose, of our own? That's what I intend to deliver, and with the financial aid of the WolfPack, The Hazzard Knytes, and Department of Defense, we can do just that, deliver. Certainly, the way things have been lately, our Military service members could use a bit of cheer. 

Last, as reported in my last entry: We are reviving Rode Wolf Toewing, here. The main piece is LexiBelle, My beloved truck. For 4 years or so she's sat in Wyoming, to have two simple things done, repair a fuel tank, and a slight rewire. But this has gone to a reportable theft of the truck, damage to the steering column, and now a cracked block. It's my intention to getting one of our locals here, to truck down there and fetch the old girl, and me do the fixin. Should have done that to start with. 

While I love both Nate and Rick, they have apparently something better to do than fix my truck. Had one singing the blues on money to do so. My thought? Show me something being done and moving forward and watch how fast those dead Presidents flow. No show, no dough. 

L8R Aviators.