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.

Random Picture of Old Lady With Beer. NOT my Mom!

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 didn’t think it would happen to me but it did. I’m talking about a mental overload I have experienced over the past three months. I backed away from this blog. I shut down my podcast back in March. Social terrorist organizations like Black Lives Matter have taken over our streets when they should be thrown in jail. People hate each other based on their individual decision to get a vaccine for the Chinese Virus. Think abut that. People will not like you if you choose to express your right of FREEDOM? The media does NOT report the truth. The media wants to increase the division and hate in this country because it “looks pretty cool on TV.” The government is getting bigger and at the same time taking away more and more of your Constitutional rights. I wouldn’t be surprised if two years from now there would be twenty Supreme Court Justices and we all will be speaking Chinese. Slow Joe calls this a “time of healing.” We are NOT healing. We are burning out of control like a California wildfire and I don’t see an end to this at all.

I’m pretty active on Facebook. I enjoy keeping in touch with all my friends across the country and respectfully discussing current events. Facebook doesn’t like people that don’t drink from their Kool-Aid fountain. I was thrown in Facebook jail AGAIN yesterday. This time it’s for thirty days. I must have posted something extremely offensive and vulgar, right? It had to be something political. It probably was something about the recent shootings and riots. It was nothing like that. It was just a strange news story about two French men that injected each other’s penis with a cream that was supposed to increase girth. I’m not kidding. This HORRIBLE story can be viewed HERE. I know facebook is a private forum but they are actually CENSORING THE NEWS!!! Slow Joe said over a week ago that “No amendment is protected.” If whoever that old guy is in Washington that thinks he is running the country doesn’t have an ounce of respect for the United States Constitution then why should anyone else?

I spent my entire radio career saying exactly what was on my mind and how I felt. You can’t do that anymore. People live in fear. People don’t want to “offend” anyone. I’m gonna be fifty-seven pretty soon. I’m not playing by those rules. When I grew up I drank water out of the garden hose. I was taught to say “please”, “thank-you”, and “you’re welcome.” I obeyed my parents and if I got out of line I got hit with a wooden spoon. That doesn’t happen today so don’t expect me to go away quietly. I actually decided to restructure and relaunch my podcast later next month. No one can tell you what to say and what to believe when you have your own podcast or blog. I hope others do the same regardless of what they think and believe. This country was built upon misfits and differences of opinion. The government is trying to eliminate the differences and make us “fall in line” with their agenda. Now is NOT the time for censorship. NOW is the time to speak up and resist. Thank you for reading. Dannyland! my highly successful podcast will return soon.

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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I’m not a doctor. I actually failed tenth grade Chemistry. Our teacher was named Fen Lewis and I couldn’t understand a damn thing she was saying. Because of our lack of connection through the English language I almost blew up Strongsville High School trying to learn about fractional crystallization. That’s a story for a different time as some people want you to believe that we all need to wear a mask, stay in our house and never go to church again. I’m not saying that there isn’t a Chinese Plague but we all need to use something that can’t be taught in a classroom or from a book; it’s called common sense.

I live in Willoughby, Ohio which is twenty miles east of downtown Cleveland. On Thursday our Governor will decide if he will close bars, restaurants and gyms. Bars are currently open but they must have last call by 10PM and be empty by 11PM. The Plague continues to rise in our state and Governor Harry Potter thinks the lockdown of bars, restaurants and gyms will stop it. Here’s where common sense should come in but it doesn’t since the Governor doesn’t have any. The bars, restaurant workers and owners I know have been abiding by the rules. They have invested thousands of dollars on cleaning supplies and team members that do NOTHING except focus on keeping their location sanitized and spotless. I’m in a high risk group and I feel safer there more than I do at the grocery store or at Walgreens getting my prescription filled. I actually think closing the bars early is the WORST thing you can do.

People love to socialize. People do not like to be told what to do. If you are standing in a bar in Ohio you must wear a mask. When you sit down you can remove it. Evidently scientists have determined the virus will not attack anyone in a chair. Perhaps we should make it mandatory to carry around a bar stool? Just because you give last call at 10PM it doesn’t mean the party is over. House parties are booming and no one is wearing a face mask while they slam dance to hair bands in someone’s basement at an after hours party that starts at 10:30 PM. You can’t control what happens in the privacy of someone’s home so why not keep them outside in a controlled environment? The conditions at any bar or restaurant right now are much better than the bacteria that can found growing in the kitchen sink of neighbor Nick’s after party that looks like a petri dish. We can make sure people are social distancing and still keep the local economy going. Isn’t it time to stop punishing those that are NOT breaking the laws? Like I said at the beginning of this blog….I’m not a scientist…..but I DO have common sense.

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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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911

Wait a minute….I thought calling 911 was a good thing??  Well so did I…..then I heard about a friend’s story.  Since this case is still under litigation I will be vague in my details but you will have enough information to understand the message.

My friend was attacked recently by a very large group of people.  He called 911 for help and was transferred three times.  When the Police finally showed up HE was arrested for a concealed handgun.  After several court appearances the case was ready to go to trial.  The Prosecution admitted they have zero witnesses.  A plea bargain was agreed upon by the defense and the prosecution so the defendant could avoid jail time.  The judge decided otherwise and gave my friend ten days in a maximum security prison.  How does this happen?  One moment my law-abiding friend is calling the local police for help and thirty days later he is in a six by ten foot isolation cell for a crime he did not commit.

If you do not want to be “in play” then stay out of the system.  Make that call to 911 and you are in the Rolodex and officially “in play.”  Nothing good will ever come out of a visit to your home by the police.  Diffuse the situation on your own and go home.  Always keep in mind that nothing good ever happens when you answer the front door.  If you keep these simple rules in mind you should be able to stay out of jail…….as long as you wear your mask inside the grocery store.  😁😁😁

pelosi

I still am in shock.  I can’t believe what I saw last night.  Nancy Pelosi is a selfish and miserable person.  I understand not liking our President yet he still is the President.  It is a position that demands respect.  By tearing up a copy of the President’s State of the Union speech she was not just being disrespectful she was all about making the moment about her.  She also destroyed a federal document.  This is the person that is the Speaker of the House?

I once acted in a similar fashion except I was six years old and playing in the sandbox with some of the neighborhood kids.  I didn’t like the way they were playing so I grabbed my Tonka trucks and ran home crying to Mommy.  That’s what six year olds do.  When you are seventy-nine years old and the first female Speaker of the House I think the expectations are set a bit higher.  So now what?

Pelosi has put the icing on top of the cake of ruins that is the Democratic Party.  She just didn’t tear up a copy of a speech.  She tore up the names and memories of dead Americans….of TRUE patriots….of TRUE victims.  The only solution to this public relations disaster is for her to step down.  If she doesn’t resign, which I don’t think she will, then it only proves what a narcissist she truly is.  Thanks for reading! 🦾🦾🦾

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Based on your feedback you LOVE when Danny makes his funny phone calls.  This time Danny calls ticket center to complain that he can’t get printed tickets for the Great White concert……only ones that they insist he download to his smart phone.😡😡😡 More reasons to hate CNN.  A prediction on the Big Game. 🏈🏈🏈 Good news for pot smokers in Cleveland and much more.