TOY SOLDIERS

A group of friends try to save the day after their prep school gets held hostage by Cuban terrorists.

This was actually one of my favorite movies growing up. And I gotta say, it’s still just as fun today as it was when I was 11.

The premise is maybe a little far fetched, but basically a big time Cuban drug-lord gets taken down and shipped to America to await federal trial for his actions. When the government refuses to release him, the kingpin’s son takes it upon himself to get his father back.

He does this by targeting the Federal Judge’s (overseeing the trial) son, a student at one of the countries prestigious privates schools. The terrorists arrive at the school to find that the boy is no longer there, but decides that kidnapping the student’s of very high-profile families could work just as well to his favor.

However, the terrorists don’t quite know what their getting into, because a chunk of the school’s student body “have a real problem with authority” and decide to fight back.

This film stars one of my all-time favorite actors, Sean Astin (The Goonies, Rudy, Lord of the Rings), and as always, he doesn’t disappoint. As big-a punk as this kid is, you can’t help but love him, and find yourself cheering for him the whole way through.

This film is entertaining, exciting, and just plain fun. I have nothing left to say but “GO WATCH IT!” and you’re welcome.

Indeed.

JONATHAN TYLER AND THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
I freakin’ love this band. This Dallas, TX band can break your heart just as easily as they can rock your fucking face off.
You may have seen these guys on Jimmy Kimmel Live, E! News, or live, opening up for some of the nations top touring artists. There major label debut album “Pardon Me” came out only a couple months ago, but I’ve been a fan of these guys since 2007 and honestly, they’re even better than they were then.
If you can find a copy of their indie album “Hot Trottin’”, I definitely recommend grabbing it as well.
I really could talk about these guys and how great they are all day, but they really need to be experienced firsthand to truly be appreciated. So for your own best interest, I suggest you go check these guys out immediately. Your welcome.
Indeed.

JONATHAN TYLER AND THE NORTHERN LIGHTS

I freakin’ love this band. This Dallas, TX band can break your heart just as easily as they can rock your fucking face off.

You may have seen these guys on Jimmy Kimmel Live, E! News, or live, opening up for some of the nations top touring artists. There major label debut album “Pardon Me” came out only a couple months ago, but I’ve been a fan of these guys since 2007 and honestly, they’re even better than they were then.

If you can find a copy of their indie album “Hot Trottin’”, I definitely recommend grabbing it as well.

I really could talk about these guys and how great they are all day, but they really need to be experienced firsthand to truly be appreciated. So for your own best interest, I suggest you go check these guys out immediately. Your welcome.

Indeed.

JONATHAN TYLER AND THE NORTHERN LIGHTS - PARDON ME

Yeah

Hey can you hear me can you feel me coming through your stereo
like a blinding flash of lighting here to satisfy your soul

maybe its been to long
since rock n roll
turned you on

so pardon me

won’t you pardon me
just let it set you free baby if you don’t mind let it take you on a ride
So pardon me
Wont you pardon me

The sound can open your soul might make you feel a bit stoned

maybe its been to long
since rock n roll
turned you on

Times 2:
won’t you pardon me
just let it set you free baby if you don’t mind let it take you on a ride
so wont you pardon me
Wont you pardon me

Times 2:
Pardon me

Times 4:
You gotta let it turn you on

Pardon Me

WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS, GO COUNTRY
Platinum albums, sold out arenas, constant video and radio play, giant tour bus: It all just comes with the territory of being a major recording artist. But with all of that shine and sparkle comes the inevitable decline in popularity. People move on, it’s just what we do. So what does a former mega-star do once people have stopped banging down your door? Some actually go on to become successful record producer (like Butch Walker or that dude from the New Radicals). Others, find a knack selling Toyotas or, perhaps, life insurance. But if a musician REALLY wants to cling to the spotlight another fifteen minutes or so, then what does he do? He makes a country album, that’s what.
Everyone knows I’m a country fan (Hank Williams not Rascal Flatts—them little “rascals”). There’s already an endless amount of terrible country music artists out there, so why not bring in a few more who perhaps gave you something you liked 10 years ago?
But why go country? Probably because (just like Christians,) country fans will buy pretty much anything—as long as you include some sort of redneck stereotype (guns, drinkin’, trucks, etc.) in the music. Again, I love country music, but most of it (nowadays anyway) offends me and unapologetically insults my intelligence. Mostly because I was actually born on a small farm in Georgia, and it makes all southern people look like a bunch of simple minded hillbillies (kinda like most rap music makes black people look like ignorant wannabes pimps). So has-beens everywhere should keep in mind that country people buy country music—so if you record a country album, they’ll more than likely play your stupid video on CMT.
Examples:
Bret Michaels

Yeah, I couldn’t care less either.
Darius Rucker

I’m actually a long-time Hootie fan, but this bullshit is unforgivable. He won an award though, so what do I know?
Kid Rock

What’s there to say about this guy that hasn’t already been said about herpes?
Jewel

Just because her teeth are “krookerd” doesn’t make her country.
Jessica Simpson

Funny enough, country fans don’t want to listen to her either.
Uncle Kracker

More like “Un-cool Krappy”  huh yuk. That joke still isn’t as lame as this guy’s music.
Bon Jovi

New Jersey: Where all great country music comes from.
And the list goes on and on …
We all are lookin’ for somewhere to belong, so I guess I can’t hate on these guys for trying to reach a new audience. But doing country music doesn’t give you an excuse to continue making horrible music—no matter what Big & Rich says. All I’m asking is just to bring something different to the table. Please.
Indeed.

WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS, GO COUNTRY

Platinum albums, sold out arenas, constant video and radio play, giant tour bus: It all just comes with the territory of being a major recording artist. But with all of that shine and sparkle comes the inevitable decline in popularity. People move on, it’s just what we do. So what does a former mega-star do once people have stopped banging down your door? Some actually go on to become successful record producer (like Butch Walker or that dude from the New Radicals). Others, find a knack selling Toyotas or, perhaps, life insurance. But if a musician REALLY wants to cling to the spotlight another fifteen minutes or so, then what does he do? He makes a country album, that’s what.

Everyone knows I’m a country fan (Hank Williams not Rascal Flatts—them little “rascals”). There’s already an endless amount of terrible country music artists out there, so why not bring in a few more who perhaps gave you something you liked 10 years ago?

But why go country? Probably because (just like Christians,) country fans will buy pretty much anything—as long as you include some sort of redneck stereotype (guns, drinkin’, trucks, etc.) in the music. Again, I love country music, but most of it (nowadays anyway) offends me and unapologetically insults my intelligence. Mostly because I was actually born on a small farm in Georgia, and it makes all southern people look like a bunch of simple minded hillbillies (kinda like most rap music makes black people look like ignorant wannabes pimps). So has-beens everywhere should keep in mind that country people buy country music—so if you record a country album, they’ll more than likely play your stupid video on CMT.

Examples:

Bret Michaels

Yeah, I couldn’t care less either.

Darius Rucker

I’m actually a long-time Hootie fan, but this bullshit is unforgivable. He won an award though, so what do I know?

Kid Rock

What’s there to say about this guy that hasn’t already been said about herpes?

Jewel

Just because her teeth are “krookerd” doesn’t make her country.

Jessica Simpson

Funny enough, country fans don’t want to listen to her either.

Uncle Kracker

More like “Un-cool Krappy”  huh yuk. That joke still isn’t as lame as this guy’s music.

Bon Jovi

New Jersey: Where all great country music comes from.

And the list goes on and on …

We all are lookin’ for somewhere to belong, so I guess I can’t hate on these guys for trying to reach a new audience. But doing country music doesn’t give you an excuse to continue making horrible music—no matter what Big & Rich says. All I’m asking is just to bring something different to the table. Please.

Indeed.

OVER THE TOP

Sylvester Stallone arm wrestles for the custody of his son. How could this not be a great movie? The answer: Well, it’s not.

Pretty much the only reason I watched this movie is because I as at a friend’s house watching Tosh.0, who quickly mentioned the film on his show. The next thing I know,  "Over The Top" on DVD plops in my lap.

"Is it any good?", I ask my friend.

"I don’t know, I’ve never actually sat down and watched it.", says my friend.

I reply, “Fair enough.”

One of the biggest things that bugged me about this movie was the fact that no one could never really seem to settle on whether Stallone’s character’s last was “Hawk” or “Hawks.” IMDb has it listed as “Hawk, but it’s pretty much a tossup.

Honestly, If you sift through the ridiculous plot-line and the totally dated soundtrack (there are at least 2 or 3 different power ballads that actually contain the phrase “over the top” in it) this movie, just like a lot of cheesy 80s movies, is almost kinda charming.

A trucker and his estranged son bond through arm wrestling and he has to fight to stop the rich, greedy grandfather from tearing them apart … That’s about it.

Is it good? No. Will you have fun with it? Maybe.

Indeed.

"DOG HOUSE"
I took this photo on a somewhat reclusive area in downtown Dallas, TX. I don’t know, it just didn’t really feel like it belonged there … but since it was there regardless, I decided to take a picture of it. It’s got some pretty nice texture to it, I think.
Indeed.

"DOG HOUSE"

I took this photo on a somewhat reclusive area in downtown Dallas, TX. I don’t know, it just didn’t really feel like it belonged there … but since it was there regardless, I decided to take a picture of it. It’s got some pretty nice texture to it, I think.

Indeed.

GETTING INTO A DRUNK MINDSET
(an article pulled from the archives)
If you’ ever took a program with me, you more than likely have  heard me talk about having a “drunk mindset” whenever you’re out at the  bar. By no means am I suggesting you have to go out and get drunk, but I  am saying that a little perspective, as well as putting yourself into  the shoes of the folks around you, can be very beneficial to the success  of your night. Remember, if you want to catch a thief, you have to think  like a thief, and if you want to think like a thief, you have to  understand what makes him tick.Truth be told, I haven’t always  been the lively social drinker I am now. In fact, I had never even been drunk  (not even buzzed) until I was 25 years old, and by then I had been a solid “socializer” for some time. Alcohol should never be used as a  crutch and all the issues you have (physiologically or otherwise) should  be treated or medicated with methods other than the sauce. However, I  have to say I did have a drastic spike of success soon after I got drunk  for the first time—but not because of the reasons you might think.Up  until that point, I had spent my entire adult life going into bars and  clubs completely sober (thou back in the old days I used to buy a beer  and carry it around all night just to look like I belonged—yes, I once  was that pitiful), for no other reason than the fact that I tried beer  when I was 15, thought it was disgusting, decided that it wasn’t for me,  and was turned off by it from then on out. I liked bars because I  enjoyed socializing, however, I looked at all of my interactions on a  very logical and (I would even go as far as to say) uptight level—even  thou I loved to have fun. Nevertheless, I would go out, mingle, flirt, charm, and was very successful if I do say so myself. But, every now and  then I would have encounters that seemed promising, initially, but by  the end would totally fizzle down to nothing, and I never could quite  figure out why … until I got drunk.The fact of the matter is  that people go to bars to drink. God knows the fun and the socializing  is a big part of it as well, but you don’t really see a whole lot of 20  and 30-somethings flocking to the mini golf course on Saturday night—at  least I don’t. They want to go to the bar so they can all have a few  drinks, let their hair down, and let loose and enjoy themselves because,  as we all know, that’s what alcohol does … well, it’s one of the  things alcohol does. So, here was my revelation. The more someone has to  drink, the more the following 2 things become prioritized:1.)  Fun - Anything from humor to dancing to games (like “Spot  The Boob Job”).
and2.) Sex - Racy comments, flirty  touching, kissing, fingerbanging her under the table.This is what the women at bars care about and I  never totally realized this because I, myself, could never relate to it.  If you can convey a fun vibe, or cut loose on the dance floor, or (and  this is the biggest one) be a little naughty, then you are on your way  to having your pick of any number of women who have that same mindset.
No  one wants to talk about where they went to school, or how many siblings  they have, or what their grandmother’s maiden name is. This stuff is  boring—especially after a couple of drinks. Be aware of the “drunk  mindset” and think about the things that interest YOU after you’ve had a  few—even if you’re completely sober. More than likely someone else is  gonna think so too.I know being fun and sexual in the bar isn’t  anything you haven’t already heard a million times before, however I  see (over and over again) guys failing to capitalize on this. It’s like  there’s some kind of little troll inside their head telling them that  it’s not okay to express what you really think and feel. This doesn’t do  anyone any good, because it is not the woman’s job to take the lead,  and if the man is too scared to handle that responsibility, then nothing  gets accomplished and EVERYBODY loses in the end. So, don’t be afraid  to bring out your “inner drunk”, because, I guarantee, he wants to have a  good time—even if you don’t.Indeed.

GETTING INTO A DRUNK MINDSET

(an article pulled from the archives)

If you’ ever took a program with me, you more than likely have heard me talk about having a “drunk mindset” whenever you’re out at the bar. By no means am I suggesting you have to go out and get drunk, but I am saying that a little perspective, as well as putting yourself into the shoes of the folks around you, can be very beneficial to the success of your night. Remember, if you want to catch a thief, you have to think like a thief, and if you want to think like a thief, you have to understand what makes him tick.

Truth be told, I haven’t always been the lively social drinker I am now. In fact, I had never even been drunk (not even buzzed) until I was 25 years old, and by then I had been a solid “socializer” for some time. Alcohol should never be used as a crutch and all the issues you have (physiologically or otherwise) should be treated or medicated with methods other than the sauce. However, I have to say I did have a drastic spike of success soon after I got drunk for the first time—but not because of the reasons you might think.

Up until that point, I had spent my entire adult life going into bars and clubs completely sober (thou back in the old days I used to buy a beer and carry it around all night just to look like I belonged—yes, I once was that pitiful), for no other reason than the fact that I tried beer when I was 15, thought it was disgusting, decided that it wasn’t for me, and was turned off by it from then on out. I liked bars because I enjoyed socializing, however, I looked at all of my interactions on a very logical and (I would even go as far as to say) uptight level—even thou I loved to have fun. Nevertheless, I would go out, mingle, flirt, charm, and was very successful if I do say so myself. But, every now and then I would have encounters that seemed promising, initially, but by the end would totally fizzle down to nothing, and I never could quite figure out why … until I got drunk.

The fact of the matter is that people go to bars to drink. God knows the fun and the socializing is a big part of it as well, but you don’t really see a whole lot of 20 and 30-somethings flocking to the mini golf course on Saturday night—at least I don’t. They want to go to the bar so they can all have a few drinks, let their hair down, and let loose and enjoy themselves because, as we all know, that’s what alcohol does … well, it’s one of the things alcohol does. So, here was my revelation. The more someone has to drink, the more the following 2 things become prioritized:

1.) Fun - Anything from humor to dancing to games (like “Spot The Boob Job”).

and

2.) Sex - Racy comments, flirty touching, kissing, fingerbanging her under the table.

This is what the women at bars care about and I never totally realized this because I, myself, could never relate to it. If you can convey a fun vibe, or cut loose on the dance floor, or (and this is the biggest one) be a little naughty, then you are on your way to having your pick of any number of women who have that same mindset.

No one wants to talk about where they went to school, or how many siblings they have, or what their grandmother’s maiden name is. This stuff is boring—especially after a couple of drinks. Be aware of the “drunk mindset” and think about the things that interest YOU after you’ve had a few—even if you’re completely sober. More than likely someone else is gonna think so too.

I know being fun and sexual in the bar isn’t anything you haven’t already heard a million times before, however I see (over and over again) guys failing to capitalize on this. It’s like there’s some kind of little troll inside their head telling them that it’s not okay to express what you really think and feel. This doesn’t do anyone any good, because it is not the woman’s job to take the lead, and if the man is too scared to handle that responsibility, then nothing gets accomplished and EVERYBODY loses in the end. So, don’t be afraid to bring out your “inner drunk”, because, I guarantee, he wants to have a good time—even if you don’t.

Indeed.

NEON TREES
I first heard this Provo, Utah band on the line-up promos for the Investigative Discovery (ID.) channel—and I gotta say, they ain’t half bad.
These guys (and girl) can get a little too neo-new wavy at times, for my taste (such as the likes of The Killers and The Bravery), but they got strong vocals, a solid back beat, and the always appreciated “danceabilty factor.”
They very easily could get lost in a sea of the trillion other bands that sound like this, but in my opinion, they do a pretty decent job of standing out in the crowd. Good for them.
Indeed.

NEON TREES

I first heard this Provo, Utah band on the line-up promos for the Investigative Discovery (ID.) channel—and I gotta say, they ain’t half bad.

These guys (and girl) can get a little too neo-new wavy at times, for my taste (such as the likes of The Killers and The Bravery), but they got strong vocals, a solid back beat, and the always appreciated “danceabilty factor.”

They very easily could get lost in a sea of the trillion other bands that sound like this, but in my opinion, they do a pretty decent job of standing out in the crowd. Good for them.

Indeed.

NEON TREES - IN THE NEXT ROOM

There you go
Messin’ with my mind
I am usually better when I lie


There i go
Stuck inside a shell
And you’re living on the other side
A lovers carousel

If you only knew


Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I lose control
When I hear your body move
Through the walls
In the next room


Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I lose control
When I hear your body move
And I’m dying to break through
To the next room


You make love to everything you touch
It’s a natural reaction
It’s a sexual attraction


You play me like I am made of strings
I’m a violin,  a melody
I want your lips to sing


If you only knew
How hard it is to handle
How bad I want this scandal

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I lose control
When I hear your body move
Through the walls in the next room


Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I lose control
When I hear your body move
And I’m dying to break through
To the next room


Tell me ‘my world revolves around you’
Tell me ‘boy I can’t live without you’
Tell me ‘you’re losing sleep tonight’
Cuz
I’ll tell you straight
I’ll never wait
I won’t take
No no no no no no no no

Oh I lose control
When I hear your body move
When I hear your body move
Ohhhoohhhhhh
My heart
You stole
Every time your body moves
I’m just dying to break through
To the next room

THE A-TEAM

This motion picture remake of the 1980’s television show (I was 4 when it went off the air), is just as much stupid as it is fun.

It was directed by Joe Carnahan (Smokin’ Aces, Faceless), honestly, whose catalog I am not very familiar with.

Believe it or not, there where times when I had a shit load of fun watchin’ this thing… but there were definitely some undeniable issues. A few of the actions sequences were, at times, extremely jumpy and difficult to follow. In the same breath, throughout the story it would shuffle antagonists like it was a WWE Royal Rumble match. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the writers (one of which being director, Joe Carnahan) putting in that extra effort to try and keep the audience on its toes, but in a movie like this, it would have been ideal to have just one central “bad guy” to have to keep up with.

As far as performances go, Liam Neeson, Bradley Cooper, and especially Sharlto Copley (District 9) really sold me on these characters and effortlessly carried this movie, while Quinton “Rampage” Jackson really seemed to have a hard time keepin’ up.

Also note that Patrick Wilson (Watchmen) too gave a solid performance as uber-CIA agent, “Lynch,” though Jessica Biel’s portrayal of “Captain Tanned-Legs” had me squirming  out of my seat wishing I had the ability of physically removing her out of the film.

All in all it’s worth a rental when it hits Redbox in 3 to 4 months. You’ll probably ,soon after, forget about this movie, but you’ll have fun with it while you’re in the moment. Take it for what it’s worth, grab some friends, and enjoy yourself.

Indeed.