Tiz what it is. Some days you get the bear, most days the bear gets you. The second lane of that is relatively similar. Most days you can't get it into second gear even if you double clutch it.
Slept good overnight. It feels great that I rid myself of the abdominal Church. Look it's foundation gospel is as accurate as can be, thing is 80% of the denomination, has no clue on inclination to know what it all means. Let alone put into practice what is being beltched forwerd. They read scripture, but even then they clip most of what they want or need of it, without reading the entire chapter, verse, or even what they not know what is. Example, several years ago, I asked one of my Priesthood brethren( some dang brothers, knife you in the back when not looking. ) why little was mentioned in scripture, of the great Northern invasion of 1862 to 1872. Nope none, at least they couldn't tell me where.
It wasn't until one evening in Jerome, after settled down, that I happened upon part 87 of the D&C that explained it. What I do is read it all as a continuing novel, not just pick it apart. I read, ponder, consider, then keep on reading.
My Mama Wolf of all the things she taught me was how to read. Granted sometimes my spelling is way off, sometimes dead-on target, but I love to read. Problem with much of the scriptures its always in a small to extra small print, to where I can't see it all, without using reading glasses. So, I get headaches from the one-eyed squint, that I have to read. Considering much of that reading is done off an Alcatel, Flip 3 flip phone that has the smallest if not thee smallest, screens in Cell tech.
When my head hit the pillow, after catching some albeit swindled fuel, from that Dennis Wayne Transient Bishop, where I had heat, in ye ole General JaXson, and I was out like a shipyard dock lamp.
Now SkuttleButt.
The WolfPack has been coming under fire here lately from a ton and a half( 1/2 ) of manure that we don't relish, or that is not even close to accurate. I focused on something on fB earlier, on why me? Why do I get pegged and perhaps its not just me, but seams 
as though every con artist, scammer, and airport runway hussy, targets me. Do they not examine the financial picture of me? Sure I own 3 multi million dollar aircrafts. All helicopters. But av turbine fuel is at , $7.00 per gallon, with a miles per at 800 miles distance, takes a ton of cash out of my stash. That's during the summer. Winter I'm pulling heavy haul rigs out of snow piles, in one of 4 tow trucks. ( sorry, had to sell two in trade for a Holmes 220,A and a Holmes 600R. ) At 12 miles per gallon, at $5.00 per gallon don't leave a heap amount of leftover cash scraps. So I ain't wealthy, at least by monetary standards. But what I do is honest, and as low a cost as possible.
as though every con artist, scammer, and airport runway hussy, targets me. Do they not examine the financial picture of me? Sure I own 3 multi million dollar aircrafts. All helicopters. But av turbine fuel is at , $7.00 per gallon, with a miles per at 800 miles distance, takes a ton of cash out of my stash. That's during the summer. Winter I'm pulling heavy haul rigs out of snow piles, in one of 4 tow trucks. ( sorry, had to sell two in trade for a Holmes 220,A and a Holmes 600R. ) At 12 miles per gallon, at $5.00 per gallon don't leave a heap amount of leftover cash scraps. So I ain't wealthy, at least by monetary standards. But what I do is honest, and as low a cost as possible.
Of course there is the WolfPack itself. I have a eternal duty there with all of our membership. Many of which I flew with into and out of combat zones. My 6 was in their hands and vice versa. 80% of my responsibility is of and for the radio network. An exclusive network, of strategically located stations across the Union and around the world, keeping jarheaded rotorcraft aviators informed, and entertained. This is not the easy task that it would seam 
especially when it's not just putting together my programs, but hiring, firing, training, on air crews especially women. Why women? Simple there is a aviator, on a rack on a floating airport out in the Med, after long patrol/battle flights. Who could use the soothing sound of a soft, a little seductive motherly voice. Not just my burly raspy voice. That Duty is done out of brotherly love unlike no blood sibling you can imagine. That said, these are my friends, close friends. As such I'm doing the best I can with what I have to do with. But, I do it all on a volunteer basis. I don't make a single dollar on it. Or from the WolfPack. So if these hussies, think I'm rolling in green in my jeans, I have newez for them. Tain't so.
So again, Why Me?
Finally, as I circle and land, artwork for and of the WolfPack unies, and wearables is due 12-15-2023. I want our official things to jump out and bite. Not just be docile. So, get drawing.
The migration vacation, to S.U.U, in Cedar City, takes place the week of the 20 November 2023. Will depart in 4 flight pattern byrds, from Evanston Wyoming KVAW at 06:00 with an eta of 09:00. Bar-B-Que, complete with okra.
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