It’s been about a week now since the Biden Administration has taken office. Anyone that knows me is aware of the fact that I don’t care for Slow Joe and am even less fond of Camel Toe. I am a Libertarian so I am used to not getting my way. I have decided to claim DANNYLAND as a sovereign nation. A sovereign nation of one!!

I should have thought about this years ago. It makes a lot of sense. I am an only child so I really don’t play well with others. I never was a fan of compromise and am used to getting my way. As a sovereign nation of one I never have to justify some of my bizarre decisions in life. I don’t own a vehicle I only ride Harleys so the Presidential motorcade during the winter months is dependent upon Uber. If I find out the Chinese has something to do with Uber I won’t hesitate to make the executive decision to switch to Lyft. I haven’t dated anyone since October 23, 2011 so we’ll probably have to outsource the Christmas Decorations. I’m confident we will have plenty of illegal aliens to hire once they storm the border later this month. “Pedro with your nose so bright…want to cross the border tonight? 😁😁😁

You probably won’t approve of the fact that I will do a lot of business with Amazon. According to my account I have ordered ninety items over the past three months. Many will say I am not doing enough to save local mom and pop stores. I’m on a fixed income. If I can order a package of heavy duty scrub sponges on a Monday and have it show up on my front porch in less than 36 hours I’m gonna do it. I paid thirteen dollars for Next Day Delivery with the USPS and three weeks later I am still looking for my delivery of gourmet pickles and wild rice. Do they know who they are messing with?? Don’t piss me off and make write a letter.

Many people are wondering if there is a need for a curfew in DANNYLAND. The answer is “no” because there is no need to enforce one. I don’t burn the wick at both ends anymore. I can’t even remember how much I forgot back in my days of excess. What’s the purpose of a curfew when I am taking melatonin at 6PM while sipping on a cup of herb tea? If I don’t have my compression socks on before World News Tonight then I know I have pushed my limit.

So enjoy the next four years. I will be in my glass house with broken windows throwing large amounts of stones at the Democrats….unless it’s after 6PM….that’s when I like to catch up on my “stories.” 🌟🌟🌟

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It’s been an odd year. That may be the greatest understatement of all time. We are being told by government officials and scientists to not gather in large groups this Thanksgiving because of the ongoing pandemic of Covid 19. I moved back to the Cleveland area over two years ago to be near my family but I have spent MANY Thanksgivings alone when I was in the wild and wacky world of morning radio and it’s really not that bad.

You don’t have to shower and it isn’t necessary to wear pants. Think about some of your greatest memories. If all of these memories happened while you were wearing pants….then you are NOT enjoying life the way it was meant to be. Life gets to be fun when you remove your pants.

No one kicks you under the table because you are drinking too much wine and all the booze in the kitchen belongs to YOU! There is nothing more frustrating than watching a fat ass relative opening the $100 bottle of Dead Arm wine you brought and drinking it out of a plastic cup.

Best of all…..you can pass out on the recliner any time ya want. I can’t tell ya the number of times I ate shitty, dry turkey that I washed down with a generous amount of wine in the box and ended up snoring and drooling on a stranger’s couch only to get shaken back to reality by a slap on my head from a female friend. I’m not gonna miss that freakshow! There is no reason to social distance when you are thankful for being alone. Take you pants off and have some fun!! Happy Thanksgiving 2020!!! 🦾🦾🦾

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These are turbulent times my friends. I took a moment to shut off the news and reflect upon my journey in life. Tomorrow is not guaranteed. I have become much more aware of that fact as life continues to pass on by. I was an only child and I was a handful. I challenged everything someone would say….a trait that continues today. I had wonderful parents…thankfully Mom is still alive today. Times were different back then. There was no such thing as “time out.” Each of my parents had their preferred punishment weapon. Dad liked the belt and Mom knew how to work that wooden spoon.

I still shudder at the sound I would hear from the kitchen when I would push Mom too far. The opening of the drawer beneath the microwave…then the sound of her fumbling through the kitchen utensils….suddenly the noise stops…..she has found her weapon of choice….THE WOODEN SPOON!!!

She spins like Wyatt Earp at the OK Corral….we make eye contact….she raises her weapon (which oddly enough was being used to stir spaghetti sauce just twelve hours ago) and makes her approach to “teach me a lesson.” I immediately run towards the circular dining room table. I use the table like a blocking sled to stay away from her boisterous advance. Suddenly I trip in my “stocking feet.” Mom straddles me like a LA cop. All of a sudden I feel like “Rodney King Light.” Good thing I ran Mom around the dining room table to tire her out. She only beat me for about ten minutes. Then she stood up and said “I’m gonna reheat yesterday’s spaghetti…want some?” Compared to 2020….that seems pretty normal to me.

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Times are very strange right now. Go in the basement. Wear a mask. Bars not open. Bars open. Fifty-percent on restaurants…you know what I mean. I’m trying to move my mother from West Palm Beach to Cleveland to be with family. The Chinese Virus has caused delays. Mother has some health issues. My Mother is my rock….she’s my very best friend…I am lost without her and not ashamed to admit it. Mom is all alone….going through the Chinese Virus lockdown and health issues all by herself. As I write this mother is waiting for the results of a biopsy she had on Friday. This battle has been going on for awhile. The results of a bad x-ray were not expected.

My mother has never played the victim. She has never blinked an eye or shed a tear. Her only concern has been for the health of me..her only child. It’s the the ultimate sacrifice of unselfishness. Do not judge courage by appearance or stature. I’m 6’2 and 265 pounds and my mother is bent over at 4’11 but stands much taller than me in soul and character. If you believe in the next level, which I do, concentrate on the soul. You can go to the gym to work out your body yet the soul is eternal and needs the same attention. Make every day and moment count.

Last Friday was very emotional for anyone that has a heart and a conscious. It was the nineteenth anniversary of the attack on the World Trade Center by Islamic terrorists. One of my most vivid memories of that time was actually September 12, 2001 and beyond. No one cared about what color your skin was or what God you worshiped. There was one race….the human race. People were flying American flags outside their cars. Today there are those that choose to burn and stomp on that very same flag. The police and fire departments across the nation were hailed as heroes. Today they are randomly attacked by members of Black Live Matter and Antifa. I’m tired of the disrespect and rioting and vandalism. Our country has been taken over from within by various social terrorist organizations. There comes a time when people have had enough and they start to fight back to protect their family and property. That time is now.

It’s not going to get any better until we get tough. This past weekend two Los Angeles police officers were shot in the face for doing nothing but protecting citizens of their city. These thugs and animals then proceeded to block the entry of the emergency vehicles to the local hospital while yelling “We hope they die.” This is not “protesting.” It’s the deepest level of barbaric behavior that has no place in a civilized society.

How many more buildings will be set on fire? How many more stores will be destroyed? How many more members of the Police will be injured during these senseless criminal activities? What we allow we teach. It’s time for this parade of fools to end. Let’s take back our country. Let’s really show others that we never forgot!!

In these times of conflict and disagreement I am confident we can all agree on one thing: We’ve never seen a shit show like this in our entire lives. I remember when I was in college and I was a “rebel” and anyone over the age of thirty was disconnected with reality. The truth is I was young, immature, uneducated, drank shitty beer, had a 32 inch waist and a full head of hair. What I didn’t have was a man friend that had to wear a bra and put electrical tape over his freaking nipples. You are not “expressing yourself.” You are an attention whore that wants people to stare at you while wondering “Are those really tits???”

This is ANTIFA. They are bad people that don’t bathe, refuse to work and enjoy the smell of urine. Everyone has the right to peacefully assemble. The key word here is “peacefully.” It’s not a peaceful situation when you are walking down the middle of the road with your other friends that smell like urine and you’re shooting fireworks at cars. Cars go down the street. They have for years. If you do not desire to be struck by the aforementioned vehicles then I would suggest moving your man friends in brassieres to the sidewalk. Make sure not to step on any dirty syringes that your social terrorist brothers and sisters may have dropped when launching a brick into a Saks and then taking a Gucci bag while screaming something about oppression.

Let me continue this honesty parade by addressing ANTIFA/BLM: you are NOT victims. You are criminals and an embarrassment to your family. There’s a reason why you are 25 and still not sitting with the grown ups on Thanksgiving. Here’s some advice from DANNYLAND: Put down the clove cigarette and the green hair dye and pick up a job application. Teenagers ride skateboards. Adults drive cars. Why not try being home before the sun goes down? That’s what people do that don’t like tear gas. You sleep on a freaking mattress….you don’t set it on fire and kick it down a street while trying to balance your backpack.

I could go on but Hillary Clinton just showed up wearing latex gloves and wanting to go for a “quiet walk in the park.” I’ll be putting electrical tape on my nipples and looking for my will.

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Hopefully you had a great Mother’s Day.  You will hear from a woman that had her salon shut down by the Feds.  MORE reasons we nee less government.  You will hear from Tara Reade who accuses Joe Biden of sexual assault. 🦾🦾🦾 The FBI ruined the life of Michael Flynn–are we next?  A GREAT call off the comment line.  A NFL player and his brother get caught naked in bed with a woman and more!! ⚡⚡⚡

 

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2020 world

The re-opening of America has begun.  Fifty states….fifty governors…..fifty different ideas.  Some states will not be open until the end of June.  Some people wear masks.  Some people don’t.  We are not United….we have become the Divided States of America.

I’m gonna be fifty-six in a few weeks.  My habits and opinions have been formed and they are not gonna change.  I am in a high risk group and I don’t want to wear a mask.  I don’t like one way aisles in the grocery store.  I am anti-social by nature but I will never get used to social distancing.  I’m in my basement and I don’t really want to be a part of the world that awaits me outside of my home.

Sports have been cancelled.  The NFL season is in jeopardy.  There are rumors that the games will be played in empty stadiums.  I don’t want that.  I want the way it used to be.  I want it to be familiar to me.  I don’t want to adapt to the “new rules” and I won’t.  Some people will have a problem with what I say but a funny thing happened while I was getting older—suddenly we all don’t give a shit.  It’s refreshing.  All of a sudden you don’t have to keep track of all the lies you told to protect someone’s feelings.

I think this restart is gonna be a disaster.  No one is even close to being on the same page and everyone changes what they believe or what they want enforced on a daily basis.  I’m not sure what the future will bring so I am going back to what I know.  I am going back to what got me through fifty-five years on this earth.  I’m going back to the way I lived life in 2019.  Be safe friends.

life

I think we all have been doing a lot of reflecting in the past few months.  I left radio in 2011 and have been battling various health issues ever since.  Radio was fun…..key word there is “WAS.”  I am not bitter.  I played the cards I was dealt but with hindsight being 20/20 I made a lot of bad decisions.

I am a creative person by nature.  I love to speak and write.  I don’t take orders very well….I prefer to give them.  I had this luxury in radio and as long as I was left alone by management I was happy and successful.  Radio forced me to move around a lot.  I am now back in Cleveland because of family and good health care.  My eighty year old mother lives in Palm Beach Gardens, Florida, I am not married and don’t have any pets or children.  My quest is to move mom here.

If I had to do it all over again I would have stayed here in Northeast Ohio.  This is home.  I ran away from all my problems when I was eighteen and now I’m back to make the best of the time I have left.  I should have paid more attention in high school.  I have been making up for lost time by watching a lot of documentaries and reading…..it’s not the same.  I had the chance…..I blew it.

I would have made a great attorney.  I’m a perfectionist and a workaholic.  I like to argue when I am confident of my beliefs…..be forewarned….I am very confident.  Life is short and you have only one chance.  When my time on Earth is done I hope I have made up enough of my “wasted time” to go to the next level……after all….isn’t that truly our main purpose in this world?  Thanks for reading.