Tommy and the Cool Mule - TRAILER PREMIERE

For those of you not in the industry (or who don't read Dan Hopper's bestweekever.tv), this trailer must be brought to your attention. This long anticipated film is the classic kid-must-save-farm-so-he-races-using-jive-talking-mule-voiced-by-Ice-T story.

But, I've said too much now. See for yourself...



I'll see YOU in the ticket line (if you need a ticket for direct-to-DVD productions)!

The Half-Meet

In the past few weeks, I've had a few disturbingly similar situations come up. Maybe this is a new trend that I missed the Gossip Girl episode for, but let me paint you the scenario.

Okay, so I'm at a social get together with friends. At said get together, there are friends of my friends whom I do not yet know. So, as is typically common practice, I move to introduce myself. The exchanges have gone something like this...

ME: "Hey, how's it going? I'm Mike."

(shakes their hand)

PARTY #2: "Nice to meet you Mike."

ME: "....."

PARTY #2: "....."

ME: "...so...you have a name?"

PARTY #2: "Oh, I'm Tom/Phil/Dumbass/It Doesn't matter"

Yes, apparently introductions no longer require the second party to disclose a name of any kind. I can understand the paranoia in the post-9/11 world in which we live, but the fact that this occurred several times over the past few weeks struck me as odd. Has anyone else been a victim of this - the Half-Meet?

This Is Crap!

Alright, that's enough America! I've friggin had it! First you tell me that kicking pigeons is illegal, and now this! Look, this "swine flu" idea is cute and all, but don't for a second tell me that I can't go to Mexico! Oh, while we're at it, why don't you take away my right to free speech, bear arms, and kick pigeons. Oh wait, you already did that with one of those three things!

I mean, I had my bags all packed - loaded with sombraros, maracas, and chimichonga sauce. My iPod was loaded with Los Lobos. I had already booked my back-of-a-flatbed truck with no return plan. However, you've ruined my Mexican getaway America, and for that I simply cannot forgive you!

Sure, maybe this swine flu thing is a big deal! And maybe we as a people should just give up hanging out with barn animals on the whole, but if the risk of the disease is Mexican utopia, then I for one am willing to take that risk.

When I voted for Obama, I voted for change. I did not however vote to blockade myself from potential Mexican paradise. So, if anyone needs me, I'll be in Texas, sneaking over the boarder, where siestas, tacos, senioritas, loco gatos, and other nouns in Spanish I don't know undoubtably await.

Enjoy "America", everyone else!