I’m glad that I never have had children. I may die alone but I could not handle the guilt I would feel in bringing another human being into a world that is so divided and filled with anger and hate. I was raised as a Catholic. My Mother is very religious and says the rosary daily. As a kid I was bored with Church. I took the Confirmation name of “Peter” NOT because of the famous disciple of Jesus it was because of Peter Criss the drummer for KISS. I am NOT a practicing Catholic yet I am a Christian and my faith is very important to me.
No one will live on this planet forever. That’s not part of the plan. We are not the ones that are in charge. There is so much more beyond this level. I believe this is the true definition of “faith.” I did not always feel this way. People change as they get older and wiser. Twenty years ago I believed the stripper named “Sable” that was hanging upside down on a brass pole during a Motley Crue song, while pursing her red lips through her black roots, loved ME and it was just a coincidence I spent a hundred bucks on table dances, a shitty t-shirt and a bad golf hat. It cost me a lot of money and a lot of friction but like they say “Knowledge is power.”
I’m a Libertarian. Do what ya wanna do but don’t expect me to join you. I’m not a sheep. I may not understand what YOU wanna do because that is called FREE WILL. Don’t buffalo your ass on my property and preach your agenda. It’s not your business what I do. In return I am not gonna parade my beliefs into your world of delusion. NO ONE deserves that. We have forgotten that we operate under the nuance of freedom. A small man in a medical jacket convinced millions of Americans to put on a mask, run in their basement and hide from the world for a year and a half. How stupid was that? What was the benefit? Is this world REALLY one that we want to live in? The crime? The hate? The riots? The shootings? What am I missing? What’s so wonderful on this level that puts everyone in fear of catching a virus that has a minimal chance of ending your life? Turn on the news. Inform yourself. We clearly are NOT living in utopia. If life were a game of Monopoly we would be living in a cardboard box and pissing in a pickle jar on Baltic Avenue.
As I write this blog the “Fear Police” are back. Oh No! Not another variant??? What do we do?? Mask up and run back to the basement until Dr. Foochi says it’s okay to have an ice cream cone? If that’s what YOU want to do then have a good time. I will continue to live my life without fear and accept my own destiny.
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I have not posted in over a month. I am in the middle of a huge transition in my life. I turned fifty-seven at the end of May and my eighty-one year-old mother relocated from West Palm Beach after thirty-four years to move in with me for the summer until she decides on what her next move will be. I’m an only child without any kids. I have severe OCD, am a neat freak and a germaphobe and am very much set in my ways. Mother is cut from a similar mold so this is a very interesting social experiment. It will be two weeks on Wednesday that she has arrived and in fourteen days I have experienced memories that will last forever.
Mom doesn’t know ANYTHING about Willoughby, Ohio. She might as well have relocated to Yemen. I only ride Harleys so Mom has to drive her car while I navigate. Don’t assume that an eighty-one year old will slow down at a railroad crossing. I found out the hard way. Think back to the opening of “Dukes of Hazzard.” That was me in a car Mom was driving less than a half a mile from my house. My lower lip is still bleeding from the landing. If there was a video game where the goal was to drive into every chuckhole on the street then Mother would be a World Champion. I won’t even share with you the fear I experience when she is wandering through a parking lot looking for that “perfect” space.” When it takes five minutes to get to the store it should not take you TEN minutes to park the car. This is all new to me as I have been away from Mother for three years. Time changes. People change. We all must prepare to adapt.
Mom has always been there for me. I have been the focus of her life. I traveled the country doing morning radio while she relocated to West Palm Beach in 1987 in a company move. She left everything behind. I started having health issues in 2011. I had a heart block. I flat-lined in the ER for75 seconds. I was in a coma for six days. Mother was there when I woke up. I had a pacemaker installed. I’ve had a heart Catherization. I’ve been in AFib. I’ve had an ablation. I overcame addiction. I am NOT the victim. A lot of this could have been prevented but we can only control the present. We have the ability to change. We don’t have to repeat our mistakes. I am at a very interesting point in my life. My purpose is to be there for Mother like she has always been there for me. This is HER time. What can I do to make it easier for her? She HAS to feel out of her element. She abandoned everything she knew for thirty-four years. She has to develop a new routine. It can’t be easy.
Here is the lesson I have learned; Money, stature, your job, success and possessions mean NOTHING. They do NOT define who you are. When it is our time to go to the next level no one will be saying “I wish I worked more!!” There is NO loyalty in business. It’s best to be your own boss. I pray for patience and understanding. It’s a day by day process with Mother. I have learned so much in the past two weeks about her and about myself. It’s gonna be an interesting summer. Wish me luck. I know I am gonna need it.
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I’m a Libertarian. I live my life through the Golden Rule. I do my thing and you do yours. If you start telling me how to do “my thing” we are NOT going to get along. That’s pretty much the cliff note version of my life. There has been a lot of transgender talk in the news lately and I just can’t take it any more. I really don’t care if I offend anyone because of my honesty. I don’t kiss the ring or live my life in fear. I don’t know what it is like to be transgender. If that’s what you are about then I wish ya all the luck in the world but you’re not gonna get a separate bathroom. Gender is based on human plumbing. If you have a finger shaped organ that dangles between your legs mid torso then you are a male. If you are without the aforementioned flesh pipe then you are a female. Was that difficult to understand? The whacked out left wants you to believe that this basic belief is antiquated and insensitive when nothing could be further from the truth.
I don’t have any kids and I’m glad because if I did what is happening in high school athletics would get me in trouble. Female transgenders, in some states, are allowed to compete against female athletes. I’m sorry but that’s just not right and the proof is in the plumbing. Whatever plumbing you were blessed with when you entered this world is your gender. No more discussion. Everything should be black and white. When grey enters the equation everything turns into a shit storm. Libtards will attack me by saying I’m insensitive when I’m being brutally honest. Dye your hair purple. Put a dog collar on and a safety pin through your ear. Be a six foot seven inch transvestite in a flowered Muumuu. I don’t care what ya do but don’t think for one moment you get a separate bathroom. When nature calls and you need relief choose your bathroom based on the plumbing you were born with. Stop changing the rules in the middle of the game.
Caitlyn Jenner was always Bruce Jenner to me. My father passed away in 1999 so I’m sure when we meet at the pearly gates his first question will be “What the hell happened to the guy on the Wheaties Box?” Caitlyn was criticized when she admitted transgender athletes have a clear cut physical advantage over females. She should know. She has that finger shaped organ hanging between her legs. Who would know better than her?? She was born a he. She has nothing to gain or lose by being honest. It’s time to stop worrying about hurting peoples feelings. Everyone operates from a position of fear. That’s NEVER gonna be productive. You can’t please everyone. There are too many cooks in the kitchen and too many rules. Keep it simple. Get back to the basics. We don’t need MORE rules. We need to enforce the ones we have and if I ever run into Caitlyn Jenner she better be pissing in the men’s room!
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I booked my Chinese Virus vaccine today and I am NOT happy. I don’t trust or like our government and I think Dr. Fauci is circus clown looking for his floppy shoes. I have nothing against people that choose to get the vaccine but it goes against everything I believe in. A lot of people are so excited and relieved about getting this government injection that they post pictures of their “vaccination card” on social media. The only thing that pops in my mind when I see people doing this is “you must walk on four legs because that’s how sheep get around.” So why am I falling on the sword and getting the vaccine? Simple. My mother.
I’m an only child. I’ll be fifty-seven years old at the end of the month. I spent my career traveling the country doing morning radio until I walked away in 2011. I had two failed marriages. I don’t date and I don’t have kids. I live alone in Willoughby, Ohio where I have resided since relocating from West Palm Beach in the fall of 2018. Things are gonna change in Dannyland! in the middle of next month. Mother sold her home in Palm Beach Gardens and is coming back home to be with family. Mom is gonna live with me until she decides where she wants to live out the rest of her life. I am not ashamed to say that I owe everything in the world to my mother. She always has sacrificed herself for others. She prays every day and God is the focus of her life. Mother and I are very co-dependent. I know that’s not healthy. We talk on the phone at least six times a day. She is experiencing the beginnings of short term memory loss. We have both been on separate journeys in life and finally next month our paths will come together again for the final time. I am both happy and nervous.
Last month I saw my primary care physician for my annual check up. Whenever I see any of my doctors I prepare for the visit like preparing for my radio show. I arrive with a list of questions and concerns. I told my doctor of having no desire for the vaccine. I also told him about my mother coming to live with me and the fact she will be fully vaccinated when she gets here. He then told me something that changed my mind. “Your mother, albeit fully vaccinated, could still get the virus.” That was the game changer for me. I couldn’t care less if I got the virus. I am a very spiritual person with strong faith that looks forward to experiencing the next level. I am not a big fan of what society is today, however, this is not about me. I was quite the narcissist in the past. This is not the time to think of me and what I want. This is the time for me to insure the safety of the person that gave me the opportunity of life. This is the time for my mother. The vaccine goes against everything I believe in with my heart and soul. I don’t want a freaking sticker or a vaccine card or a free donut from Crispy Cream. I just want people to do what they want to do and not what the government is encouraging them to do……unless your Mother is coming to live with you in less than a month. Then just get the damn vaccine and keep that secret to yourself. Five years from now when a freaking foot starts growing out our heads we’ll know who the sheep are.
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I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. My mind works in a different way than most people. I was both confused and appalled at the way the stupid media covered the recent car accident involving Tiger Woods. Let me first state that Tiger Woods is an incredible golfer. He has totally changed the way people play and watch the sport. Let me also state what needs to be said that I have yet to hear mentioned: Tiger Woods is a shitty driver and a very selfish person. Don’t act shocked by me telling you the truth. Stop being a sheep and listening to what the irresponsible media wants you to believe and consume. I feel bad that he was in a car accident but he’s not really a victim. He was actually putting himself above mankind by breaking the law, driving recklessly and endangering the lives of others. Why on earth would you be dumb enough to stop and kiss the ring?
I’ll be honest….I will NEVER be the golfer that Tiger Woods has been. I also will never be the shitty driver that Tiger Woods is. Dude can hit a golf ball around a bunch of trees yet he can’t keep a damn SUV on the road. Why does Tiger have to be in a hurry? Why does he ever have to worry about being late? He’s Tiger Woods…people will wait and he knows that yet it still isn’t good enough. This guy is such a narcissist that he doesn’t care about the law or anyone else’s safety. What a great role model. What a responsible father. What an asshole!! What if he hit another car and killed someone? Would everyone be “tweeting” and wishing him a speedy recovery? Sadly this world is so messed up right now that would not surprise me.
Be careful what the media tells you. They are in the business of making money and sometimes what makes ya “feel good” is not really the truth. Tiger is not the victim. He put himself in this situation. Cheer for the athlete when he is playing his sport but I would pull over to the side of the road if I ever saw him on the highway.
Christmas Eve was always special for me as a kid. Family would show up and we would have a traditional Polish “Poor Man’s Meal.” Basically it was a very dry fish (sole I believe) served with pierogis and lots of sausage and kraut. Who was I kidding. I was and only child and I just wanted everyone to eat their shitty food so we could go upstairs and open up the damn presents. Things changed forever on that cold and blustery Christmas Eve in 1985.
This was my first Christmas Eve away from home and my family. I got into radio in the summer of 1985 and that changed the way I would celebrate the holidays. More often than not I was away from family. Christmas Eve 1985 found me in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I was two hundred and eighty-five miles away from my childhood home in Strongsville, Ohio. There was a terrible snowstorm that day and I was very sick. I had a fever and was alone for the first time on Christmas Eve. I called my mother to wish her well on the dinner and celebration she was about to have.
I got my first dog when I was in second grade. She was a collie. I named her “Lady.” Lady was my companion from the second grade on. Being an only child Lady was the closest thing to a sibling I would ever have. I was on the phone with mother that Christmas Eve when I heard the doorbell ring in the background. Mom explained she had to go as company was beginning to arrive. Something was not right. Something was missing. My dog would ALWAYS bark when someone rang the door bell. I stopped my mother before she could hang up and I asked in desperation, “What the hell is going on? Why is Lady not barking???” The pause seemed endless. Mother then took a deep breath, hesitated and said “Ya know when ya left in August and said I would know when it was time……..” There was a momentary lack of reason that filled my head. Suddenly it was clear to me…..Mother had killed my dog.
To this very day Mother will deny this ever happened. That’s what parents do as they get older. They develop selective memory and like to rewrite history. That was a long time ago yet it seems like it was yesterday. When your door bell rings this Christmas Eve and I hear your dog barking I can be rest assured you have never met my Mother.
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Years ago, when I was still doing morning radio, I made the observation that where you sat on the bus when you are going to school is pretty indicative of where you will go in life. There’s a lot of pressure going through the mind of a child when they get on the bus and stake out their territory. It’s not as bad if you are towards the beginning of the route because you can play it safe and sit in the middle but if you are towards the end of the route you don’t have as many options. Lord help the child that is forced to walk towards the back of the bus. This is where pure evil reigns.
Everyone knows that if you want to have a cigarette or your nose broken then you venture towards the back of the bus. Nothing good happens at the back of the bus. This is the Compton of school transportation. If this was real life the only way to insure personal safety is to obtain your concealed carry permit. These beasts in the back of the bus smoke their parents Lucky Strikes and run with scissors. They fear nothing. Your existence is nothing but a punching bag to those that reside in the back of the bus. Twenty years later these children will be bouncers at nightclubs and strippers that hang upside down on a brass pole. The criminals of tomorrow reside in the back of school buses today.
Let’s address the front of the bus. This is the destination for future Conservatives. It also is a great location for those in marching band or the orchestra. If you took your violin home to practice Handel’s Messiah the last thing you want to do is take that instrument towards the back of the bus. The nineteen year old eighth grade burnout in the back seat will whittle that thing down into a water bong before ya blink. The front of the bus is also a great place to sit if you are not able to climb the rope in gym class but that’s another story for a different day.
So what happens if you are the parents of a kid that looks like the picture above? I have to be honest with you: Putting this child on a bus is putting his personal safety at risk. Even the kid with the bad skin and viola case wants to kick his ass. You love your child, You want them to be safe. You must to the right thing as a parent and DRIVE them to school. They may get a wedgie or two in the school bathroom from the nineteen year old eighth grader but they will graduate college in three years. These are the future CEO’s and Wall Street Brokers. Today’s nerd is tomorrow’s millionaire. He gets the last laugh when he shows up at the class reunion driving a Lamborghini and a Instagram model on his arm. 2020 has been a taxing and trying year. The future is filled with questions and doubt. In 2021 do the right thing for your child. Do the right thing for the future of America. Drive your kid to school!!
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The image above is the logo of my home town baseball team the Cleveland Indians. I should actually refer to the logo in past tense as it was announced this morning that the Cleveland Indians will be changing their name to become part of this “woke culture.” I remember Dad taking me to opening day in 1973. There were 73 thousand fans in old Municipal Stadium as my Indians beat the Detroit Tigers 2-1 behind the pitching of Gaylord Perry. I had a wonderful time that chilly day in April. Now the “Woke Culture” wants to eliminate history.
So where did this nickname of “Indians” come from? It obviously must emanate from a dark and devilish racist community!!!! Sorry to disappoint you but the name was chosen in honor of Louis Francis Sockalexis, a Cleveland professional ballplayer who was one of the first Native Americans in the game’s history. So the team honored a real person and they designed a logo of what is a simple “cartoon character.” In 2018 the Indians organization actually eliminated the Chief Wahoo logo. That’s right. Ownership actually caved to the pressure from the left. How would you feel if someone bitched about Linus being bullied because he carries a blanket? Most people would respond with “That’s ridiculous. Linus is not real.” Ah-ha!!!!! Neither is Chief Wahoo.
The controversy over the name has forced many to get behind their keyboard and google the name of Louis Francis Sockalexis. The irony here is after you obtain the information you realize this guy surely isn’t a saint being persecuted. Mr. Sockalexis was a character. He was a great athlete but had numerous problems off the field due to his drinking problem. The Indians were known as the Cleveland Spiders back then and they actually believed in Sockalexis so much that they bailed him out of a South Bend jail where he was being held for going on a drunken rage and destroying a bar called Pop Corn Jenie. I’m sure these are the types of memories that the Sockalexis family doesn’t bring up in a chat room.
When do we stop this nonsense? It seems what this culture needs is to come together yet what we are watching and experiencing is continued division. Why are they trying to make us all similar? The foundation of the Constitution protects those differences yet the woke culture wants to destroy them? That should tell you where the root of the problem actually is. Enjoy that three dollar bottle of water the left is selling you….I’ll be in my backyard drinking out of the hose.
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There is a lot of pressure on folks that are single around the holidays. Once you are over the age of thirty and ya still show up to the family gathering without a partner Uncle Fred and Aunt Ester will be talking about you as soon as ya leave to return home with a tin of cookies. 2020 might be different since we all have seemed to adopt this solitude mentality but I have to admit the decision to not date has it’s benefits.
I was always co-dependent. I had a lot of girlfriends. I had five fiancés. Obviously I didn’t have a problem with commitment. My friends called me “The Diamond Man.” I actually married two of them. Meeting women was never a problem; staying in a relationship was. My last relationship ended October 23, 2011. I remember the Harley ride home when I said I was gonna make a change. I was going to go at least one year without going on a date. I was going to concentrate on fixing myself. Funny thing happened during that year. I liked it so much that I have never turned back.
In the past nine years I have made numerous improvements in my life. I have focused on my therapy and have addressed my narcissism. I have become an excellent cook and I have found strength in my faith. I have returned to my place of birth in preparation for the completion of the Circle of Life. Pretty impressive, huh? Those are the type of changes that sell a lot of books so let me share you some of the other benefits of being a single guy. If you see a strawberry daiquiri on your bar bill ya know it’s not yours. You’ll never find yourself sitting on the couch on a Saturday afternoon with a bowl of Haagen Das watching a Lori Laughlin movie. Don’t laugh….that painful memory still triggers a form of PTSMD. I actually will suffer a slight convulsion when I ponder what “My List” on NETFLIX would look like if I had a female partner.
I don’t have to worry what I am wearing. I actually have one t-shirt for each day of the week. I don’t even bother putting clothes away I just hang it in the laundry room and get dressed in front of the ironing board. The closest I got to having someone hit on my girl was when a drunk guy spilled his Corona on my hand. The bartender solved the problem with a towel and a free drink. That never happened before…..I’m used to the police showing up and having to arrange for a ride home. You’ll find THOSE stories in the book I’ll publish once Mother is at peace. Sure it gets lonely at times. I sometimes get jealous seeing a couple together laughing and having a good time. I find it ironic that I finally have become a person that has something to offer yet here I am alone. That’s usually when a moment of levity happens. I’ll call a buddy to come over and watch the Browns game and he’ll say he would but he promised his wife he’d put up the Christmas lights before taking her to the apple farm. That’s when I pause, take it all in and exhale. It’s the end of 2020. Truly the perfect time to be alone. 🦾🦾🦾
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