Its no longer about club or company, its about my survival

It’s no longer about club or company economic benefit or growth, its now about my survival.

If I had known a year or so ago that moving back to Twin Falls albeit at Charlies demand that I’d have had three heart attacks or what they call a cardio moment, I’d have just stayed with that young bitch in Blackfoot. Sure Rebecca did not and would not deal out the dollars that cousin Bud did, or turn a blind eye to things like Bud did, but even so, making sure the shop rent got paid, and where I lived got paid, and I get the full amount after her $40.00 deduction, should not have been that much of a task. So Tuesday was not made better by our Nurse GoodBody, had she backed me up as she should have I might have been able to detour another situation. Oh well knew the detereation of that relationship was inevitable. I was supposed to be long gone by now, but Charlie needed my rent for January, so no funds to move. Why the hell, when so many including me would like to show me the exit, so many others want me to stay here. The club is saying get out of here before it kills me. I say to myself get out of here before it kills me. But Charlie says stay put, Nurse GoodBody, says stay put, yet I don’t see either one saying okay we’re paying off an old Cable-One bill, getting you hooked back up, and oh yes here’s an office to easily grow HazzardAyre Radio, or the website that it will be carried on. I don’t see Charlie nor Erin, saying oh I know a gal that would love to move in with you and keep you company, help with household chores, and just be a live in companion.

While I don’t see that popping up instantly in metro Utah either, at least there’s enough social places other than the damn internet to find some sort of companion. I have grade, junior high and high school friends there. Guys who were there when the Baja Boys aka Street Commanders Club. That escalated to the TeenAge Truckers Club to well the Knytes. They LIVE in Layton and that area. Many are trying to get me down there. Those same people are saying if I don’t get out of Twin Falls and chronically ill mentally Idaho, the only thing somebody is going to find one morning is me stiff by Riga mortise.

Unlike the rest of the nation and I don’t think this is too far in the future, Detroit declared bankruptcy, I would not be surprised to see Idaho as a whole be in that spot in two to three years the way its going.

The ability of city fathers, and county commissioner Grandpa’s to allow Idaho to move ahead of production ag, and into more industrial pursuits is beyond me. But I’m not willing to wait nor care. The fact is I don’t care about that any more.

My body, mind, spirit, are saying preserve the club, just get it and me out of here as soon as I can, before I die.

As it sits I’ll have to wait another month to move my residency out of Idaho, but will have the office, set, and radio works moved mid February. By late February will have Comcast courtesy of Laura, there at Comcast. America needs more people looking beyond their cubical and to the success of an enterprise like she does. But the radio media werx will be moved and running by the end of February. By then Richie our web builder along with Eli our engineer, will have been in Utah, and I should be engaged in moving me there. Once there the human and other resources that we as a club, and me need abound. Unlike rural bassakwards Idaho. The delay in my departure is I have not been able to deliver my 30 days notice to Charlie, as prescribed by law, nor a replacement payee appointed. But I expect to attack all of that within the next 4 weeks.

The fact that I had to have emergency medical attention 4 times within a week. The fact that there is a blockage that might need surgery, and all the stress, if I don’t get out of here soon, I’m going to die. Although I’m not scared of death or dying, I’m not in a big rush for it either. I want to see the club fully reunited, I want to see LexiBelle fully restored and sweet, and I want to see this radio thing blasting the Internet and airwaves. I want to see my son fully recovered from his injuries, and graduated from college,. Once done, I don’t care . Although it would be nice to have a lady people as a companion there that will make sure my legacy continues . Oh and one last thing; I want to live long enough to see Nurse GoodBody, paid back every single solid red cent of that $700.00 she gave to bail out LexiBelle. Maybe then she wont tell others the club or me is blowing smoke.

See ya’ll on Monday, I’m going to be online on short periods, Doc, says for me just to sit back watch TV, and avoid anything stressful.

Last night my blood sugar was smacking 255. Like I said, its no longer about club, or company, its now about my survival, if I don’t leave Twin Falls and this part of Idaho, its going to kill me.

If any of ya’ll care to, call Charlie at A1 Towing & Repair of Twin Falls, Idaho, tell him to stop , blocking my move and to help if he can to let me get out of here.

Quote of the Day:
Houses should be more like ovens. Self-insulating and self-cleaning!
--rdude
(while cleaning room)

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