Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Saved by the Blog

(written 8/7/06)

You know with all the crap that is on television, it's amazing that the world hasn't done us all a favor and just like eliminated the world of television, sitcoms, and cartoons. As long as they leave the porn, I'm cool with that. And, Snakes on a Plane and the Texas Longhorns, but you know, other than that, everything else. Anyway, I'm saying all this because I think about the kids today and them growing up with crap to watch on TV. I mean, really, who wants to see Flava Flav get married, or see Master P learn to mambo, or watch some bloke eat cow balls dipped in sasla marinated with horse urine? I know some 3rd world countries might want to see that, but last time I checked, Oklahoma was still considered part of the United States. Unfortunately. With all this crap kids have to watch, by their choice, or lack thereof, I think it is my duty to acknowledge one of the greatest TV shows of all time, especially growing up a teenager in the 90's as many of us did, well, at least many of my friends, although some of them are still living in the 90's. You all know what show I am talking about, it's that gang from Bayside. Yes, the kids that brought Mr. Belding so much grief, and the show that brought Tiffani Amber Theissen to the mainstream, and unfortunately also gave us "I'M SO EXCITED!!! I'M SO, SO...SCARED". Ladies and gentleman, I give to you Saved By the Bell

The greatness of this show is endless. Just picture yourself watching this show, and if you dont remember this show, you were either a dork, or on Mars. Either way, not a good combination. I will assume that you all remember the main characters from the show, Zach Morris, the school cool guy, A.C. Slater the jock , Samuel "Screech" Powers the nerd, Lisa Turtle aka "Token" or fashion queen, Jessie Spano, the pro-woman, man-hating pseudo-lesbian, and Kelly Kapowski, the smoking hot cheerleader and love interest of Zach Morris. Imagine yourself in high school, or even junior high, dont we all remember someone from our immediate click of friends who fit these descriptions? I know I was usually a combination of Slater, mixed with enough Zach, and splashed with Screech to make me believe there should have been another cast member, like Tito to give to our Latino demographics. So far the audience is able to relate to its cast. Is their another show out their that does this? And dont give me that "Laguna Beach", or the "O.C." crap because first of all cool people dont watch MTV and second of all that "O.C" crap is all fabricated, therefore loses any type of credibility...and besides this is my blog and those shows blow ass (but nice eye candy).

I think another thing that makes this remarkable was how terrible it was produced, yet how much we all liked it. Let me give you an example, remember how Zach could just look at the TV camera and say "timeout" and the cast would all stop in their tracks? I mean, who does this anymore? Wouldnt we all like to have this special power and be able to do this? Like how many times would you do this is if you were like at a strip club and the, uh, performer is doing something just totally wicked, and you would be like "timeout" and then you can imagine your options. Imagine the possibilities. You getting yelled at by your girlfriend? "Timeout" and now you can think of something to say; really it's up there with as far as skills are concerned, along with flying, or being Vince Young. Yet, no matter what they did on that show, we kept going back for more. And more. And more. It was addicting.

How addicting was the show? I'll tell you, if you remember and planned your school bus route home, you could watch anywhere from 1-4 episodes of the show. ON THE SAME DAY. If I recall correctly, the first channel that broadcasted it was either TBS or WGN, or vice versa. Ah, whats this? These are both national broadcasting stations? What a coincidence. It's like Big Brother wanted us to watch this show. So if you got off school and made it home before 3pm you could catch a full hour of SBTB and then flip it to the other channel and catch another solid hour. Think about it, I mean South Park doesnt get this treatment. Think about some that do, Seinfeld, Everybody Loves Raymond (not me though)...in the pantheon of great sitcoms, this is the '27 Yankess with Ruth and Gehrig. Really interesting.

But, like all other great shows and sitcoms that actually served some type of purpose, SBTB gave its audience a message. I mean, think about all the black and white TV shows, Leave it to Beaver, My Three Sons, and even the one with Andy Griffith, the purpose of the show was to deliver a message to its viewers; most of this was either taken with a grain of salt, or something that was common sense. Its not like they were preaching not having sex with hookers, or snorting lines was bad or something. Mainly stuff like, "dont lie", or "parents always find out bad stuff", or "drugs are bad". Sadly, they never touched on "bros before hoes", but you can't win them all. Anyway, some of the most greatest episodes were the ones which really hammered home some morals. Case in point, anyone remember the Johnny Nevada episode? The one where some famous Hollywood star comes to shoot a commercial with the premise of "Dont do drugs"? If you dont, let me refresh your memory. Johnny Nevada is a movie star, comes to Bayside to shoot a commercial and the gang is in the shoot. At the after-party Zach and Kelly go and are offered some of Jamaica's finest. Chaos ensues and Johnny Nevada is ratted out. The moral of the episode, was "there's no hope with dope". Ok, nothing groundbreaking in that one. Lets look at possibly the most infamous episode in the show's history. You might have heard of the episode, it was the one where Jessie is addicited to caffiene pills and she is suppossed to sing in a video that same day as a big test. I just call it the "I'm So Excited Episode". Yes, this one is famous for 2 reasons. Obviously the moral was that pills can be addicting, but come on, caffiene? Why couldnt they go for broke and have Jessie addicted to like crystal meth, or coke, and the only way for her to survive the habit was to strip. Well, actually they tried that, and I believe that was called "Showgirls". The other reason this sticks out was the pop culture phenomena that spawned because of this episode. I mean, the all you have to do is yell out "I'm so excited. I'm so, so, scared" and immediatley people will recognize your street cred. That phrase is on t-shirts, youtube, message boards, Bill Simmons columns, and my friends when you are on those things, you have arrived big time, ala "Snakes on a Plane". If you want to, check out the link for that episode here..... BEST.EPISODE.CLIP.EVER. But again, the purpose of the show was to deliver home a message to its viewers and it did. Successfully. And even to this day that episode lives on and much like the legacy SBTB left us, it will stay with us. But, like everything else in life, it did have downfalls.

What could a show like SBTB have as a downfall? Well, this always pissed me off. Anyone remember Miss Bliss? That was the middle school years, what happened to them? How do they go from like 6th grade to like juniors and seniors over a year? Were they also in the same class as Rocky's son in Rocky 4 where he ages 7 years over Christmas? I mean really come on, at least make it a gradual change; not one that is going to screw up my time of reference; not to mention my sanity. Really think about it, they had that Italian-Mexican dude and replaced him with muscle bound-Slater and didnt expect us to notice? Come on man. Also, during the shows final demise, I like how they took out Kelly and Jessie and gave us a leather coat wearing, tough girl attitude who looked like a white Mike Tyson, or as we knew her, Torrie. What purpose did she have? I mean was she there to change everyone's oil? Replace transmissions? What? And somehow Zach ended up dating her. Was Zach that strung out for getting a piece? Was he on the rebound? Really, we need answers. Dont get me started with the "cell phone" that Zach used; it doubled as a walkie talkie used in World War II, I think you could program the sun with it. What about when the crew left and all had summer jobs at the beach and Zach fell in love with Stacey Carosi and somehow NONE of it pissed off Kelly, who was his ex? Really would that fly in todays world? Could I get away with something like that? I highly doubt it, probably because all my exes probably hate me, but thats besides the point.

Also, how come there was no creepy sexual tension between any of the cast members during the shows? I mean, come on, to think that Zach and Kelly didnt get a little jiggy away from school is preposterous. Unfathomable. ALL head cheerleaders are sluts. There is ALWAYS creepy sexual tension between 2 people who have knocked boots, yet it was never visible. I could understand Jessie and Slater because Jessie was probably either secretly visiting with Torrie and midnight showings of "Boys Dont Cry" or maybe she was holding out on him, but with Zach and Kelly it was never evident. Total BS. And, yeah this will come out probably sounding bad, but not really. How come Lisa, aka "Token", was the only one who could afford the country club membership? Was this some type of reverse discrimination? Come on, someone as proper as Jessie and her parents surely would have been able to go to the country club. And since Jessie and Zach were neighbors, one would deduce that Zach lived in a nice area as well, so we have a possiblility of 2 more people who can go to the country club. Also Zach was a "spoiled preppy" in the words of Slater, so he's got that going for him. But, again, I digress.

These are just some things that I find cool about SBTB, I am sure that we all have our reasons to love the show and not to love the show, but this is what I remember. I know that everytime the show is on TV I watch it, usually because its 2am I am just getting home from a night out. People and audiences know what it was like to watch the show and everyone has memories, maybe it was another episode that is your favorite, or sums up your adolescence other than the ones I recall vividly. Maybe you were the one who was in love with Mr. Belding, or Jessie's step-brother from Jersey, or maybe you were confused by why Torrie Spelling only appeared every once in a while and why did she get stuck with Screech. Or maybe about when that hot teen singer gave Zach a kiss and he actually won the bet but still had to wash the ugly chick in middle school, Nicki's gym clothes. Regardless of why you loved, liked, or hated SBTB, you gotta admit that given the option between watchin "Saved By the Bell" or"Yo Momma", it's not even a contest, as a matter of fact, much like Jessie, "I'm so excited" just thinking about the crew from Bayside High School.

Vegas

written 8/14/06

So, I know how much all my public enjoys reading my blogs and how I am so lingusitically gifted, I thought I would try, emphasis on the "try" aspect of the word, and keep a running diary of what happened while I was over there. I know, I know, "what happens in vegas stays in vegas", but actually I didnt do anything that would consitute witholding from you...i mean it's not like I went to the Bunny Ranch and had a menage a trois with smoking hot chicks...or did I? After all it is Vegas, so my memory wasnt what it usually is....

Wednesday

8:32pm- get to Intercontenintal Airport, and park at the "Park-n-Ride". Catch a ride from the chick who was in the Wendy's commericals, you know, the "Where's the Beef?!?" commerical, I didnt know they were hiring.

8:51-check in at security gate...what a surprise I am tne only mexican, unless the dudes who polish shoes count

9:32-get "upgraded" to seat in the emergency section...they could probably tell I worked out.

10:06-10:57- chat with stewardess after telling her I can speak jive. I then work my magic to get not, 1, not 2, but 10 bags of pretzels. and 2 sprites. hell yeah, i came out ahead right now, if I only knew that would be the only time, i wouldve gone home right then and there.

11:03-I wonder if there are any snakes on the plane???

11:12-the other stewardess picks up trash and looks at my 10 bags of pretzel wrappers, and is like "what the fuck, fatty?". That bitch.

12:45am- after eating 10 bags, i try to sleep, but the seats are really putting a hurting on my ass...like a prison shower-rape-style hurting...not that I would know or anything

11:05 (Vegas time)-we land. The gate attendants ask me if I am "making a connection". to which I reply, "well, hopefully if things go right, I will be". I get an evil look.

11:32- check in at hotel and learn that we have been giving a handicapped room for the stay. Apparently, Timmy from South Park is in our group.

12:30-leave hotel to go get drunk and loose slots among other things.

12:36- grab tall boys at the conveneicnce store and Keith (Mike's brother) drinks "Sparks", it's the black version of Hi-C with 6.0% alcohol

1:56- go to Treasure Island and get my ass handed to me by Danny, the blackjack dealer. I'll get my revenge

1:57-I killed Danny and break even for the night.

~2:13- Mike loses his hand, his dignity, and eventually his debit card somewhere in Treasure Island....i think

3:41am-Mike and Jason pass out at Treasure Island Bar

4:04-Talk to a black chick named Tatiana, that or Tyrone, at this point I couldnt tell. I get digits, but am more ashamed than proud

4:33am get more beer because that is logical at this point

5:00-still speaking jive

Thursday morning

10:33am-wake up to Bob Barker and the price is right

10:34-relieved to know no dirties are in bed with me

11:00am-already drinking tallboys (I am still drunk)

11:46am-go to Hard Rock Hotel Pool. It is legendary. and expensive.

1:13pm-lose my cell phone somewhere in the pool area...eh

1:17-Cheap Trick is playing at the hotel Sat. night. Keith finds the lead singer and chats him up. fo' real

1:47-eat 6 chili dogs and 4 hot dogs with relish

4:30 i am loaded and pass out in hotel

10:21-wake up and realize my cell phone is stolen..fuck!

12:16am-Jason is now called r. kelly; and not because he can sing...drip drip drip.

12:51am-leave for the night

1:15-go to store and bet more beers. Lots of brotha's drinking Hennessey in Vegas.

2:13-Cue the "Negroes stole our dates" line from Animal House

2:14-scribble some shit i can even read.

3:16-Start singing Rick Astley, you know the 80's singer who sang "Never Gonna Give You Up


4:21am- after a shit load of jager bombs, beers, shots, and losses at the black jack table. we go to Dennys.


4:23am-hit on the waitress who is unsurprisingly hideous.

5:11am- leave the denny's, holy shit the sun is up..pass out at the room.

Friday

editors note: I have clue what happens when on these next days since i am officially hammered 27/4; or something

-Wake up in the morning sometime and decided to go back to the Hard Rock pool; we all like chicks in little clothing...can you blame us?

-one of us is talking to some chick until I run my mouth and scare her off...you dont wanna know what I said, unless you're Power or Riv.

-Apparently on Friday you have to pay to get into the pool if you arent a guest...$25.00. Fuck.

-after playing hold 'em and blackjack, we figure out a way to sneak into the pool w/o paying the money. ha, we really screwed them..now if they gave us our money back, it would be fabulous. they dont

-buy like 12 drinks at the bat, which all cost like $14 a piece!!! Fuck that. still, we proceed to buy about $200 worth of booze. Vegas baby.

-Keith loses his hat at the hard rock

(if you are keeping track, I lost my cell, koma lost his debit card, and now keith has lost his hat. at this rate, we will lose Jason in a hand of Pai Gow Poker)

-I pass out somewhere/sometime......again.

-Wake up to eat more chili dogs and cheap pizza and shitty maragaritas.....the.worst. idea.ever. Serial.

-pass out at the hotel room after eating lunch.

-Wake up...holy shit. I feel like asshole. I feel like shit. I feel like shitty asshole, I swear to God, I have never felt like this after boozing and drinking the sun all day.

- I attempt to go out that night since we have tickets to Light at the Bellagio among other place.

-We get to the Bellagio and my face turns whiter than a KKK dude with one of those blankets on his head.

-Oh fuck, I puke. At the Bellagio. Yeah, fo' real.

-Take a cab back to the hotel. I can make it. That is a feat in itself. For those who really know me, it takes a lot to make me not go out, but I couldnt hack it on this round. No way in hell.

-Rick Astley is playing on the hotel lobby, so all is not lost

-Mike talks shit 'cause I puss out

-Woken up at 4am because Mike comes into the room yelling, and then he goes out to lose money at hold 'em

-The absolute worse feeling in Vegas is being sick, with VIP passes to one of the best clubs in the city, at the nicest place in the Vegas, with some of the hottest chicks in the world. Note for all my readers: AVOID CHILI DOGS, CHEAP MARAGARITAS, CHEAP PIZZA, THE SUN, AND CHICKEN POPPERS AT ALL COSTS. YOU WILL THANK ME LATER.

Saturday

-Wake up At 9am. Still queasy in the stomach...ugh.

-Go to New York New York and play Blackjack and kill some Chinese dude at it. I would've stayed longer but we had to go eat at ESPN zone for breakfast, besides, I was up on the guy, i figured what the hell.

-Lunch at ESPN zone, stomach still shitty, I figure the best thing i can do is get a beer, so I do.

-Bartender is a transplanted Texas; and Longhorn. Give him a "hook 'em" and he gives me a free shot. Love it...so does my stomach.

-Jason felt worse than I did, he drank water at the bar.

-Texan bartender call him a woman and gives him a water, or Micheloeb Ultra, depending on your perspective

-Play all the sweet ass games at the arcade area. I lose at football, air hockey, bowling, and boxing, BUT I own at Golden Tee. Ha, bitches

-stomach still feels like ass

-watch the end of the Little League World Series. Surprisingly, you cant be on them. I would've taken the little asian guys.

-wearing my Texas shirt, I get a lot of hook 'ems in the casinos.

-Head to the Monte Carlo; lose all my money at Blackjack. Was doing great until Keith told me, "man, you're really killing this guy". After that I lose. Thank you Keith.

-Mike is playing hold 'em and is sitting next to the guy who played in the movie "Coach Carter". Antwaan Tanner. I didnt know how this guy was, so I checked out his imdb.com page and here he is Antwon Tanner. Dude, is playing some serious cash down. Unfortunatey didnt score us chicks though.

-Mike is playing solidlyat hold 'em. We all watch and get free drink. and free drinks. and more free drinks. i love it...my stomach didnt.

-decide to eat the Monte Carlo buffet for dinner. Great mashed potatoes and gravy.

-go to room and pass out

-wake up at 10pm, get showered and decided to go out in Vegas. I feel like shit, my stomach is dying, my liver is nonexistent, what a fantastic idea, Steven!

-we paid for like all these VIP passes/package, so we decide to use them. All of them, or damn near.

-Head to the Bellagio (no puking this time) and get into Light. Holy shit, the eye candy is money. The drinks are what must pay for them...$32 for 2 red bull and vodkas...fuck beans!

-dance with this smoking hot, unbelieavbly gorgeous woman. As my luck keeps showing; she is married.

-i walk away dejected. Mike was dejected for me too.

- we decide to leave Light and head to MGM and a place called...I dont know WTF it was called.

-Place is something out of a cinemax late night movie. It was like a strip show, where the girl doesnt get naked and she dance and there is a band playing...honestly, who thinks up this shit? On the bright side, 2 drinks "only" cost us $24. After our drinks. we leave.

-walking out of there, i didnt know whether I was impressed or confused. i felt violated.

-Head to House of Blues. I didnt get the memo, I guess you had to be 37 or older to be there that night..i was way out of my element.

-Head to Tabu and drink more beers and see more girls dance with each other.

-how come when a song comes on the club, all the girls scream together in unison? this is annoying. Stop. The DJ wont skip the song is you dont scream MOGOLOLOMGLOLMOMOFOROLFM!!

-Tabu is crazy. chicks who wear wearing toilet paper as dresses were all over the place. amazingly we leave this place...definitley a good stop though.

-drunk dial flea outside the excalibur...for reasons only 4 of us know!

-Head to Rain at the Palms....crazy ass place. crazy ass drink, and crazy full of chinese people. I felt like I was at a club downtown house again. Seriously. It was so packed we couldnt even leave...but there was a little person there. awesome.

- head to ghostbar next door. head outside deck and get more drinks. Start dancing with girls. Mike tells one girl I was in the movie "Breakin", so I proceed to break dance...or something that resembles it.

-leave ghostbar at 4:30 and contemplate going to afterhours bars...not a good idea, but Denny's is.

-eat denny's, leave at 5:50am, and finally go to sleep, much to the chagrin of my stomach.

Sunday

-wake up,and I fee like shit (again) you would think i learned, but oh well.

-go to MGM to gamble more

-lose at craps and then lose all of it at blackjack. i am officially done gambling, and while I am at it, life too.

-try to find somewhere to eat, so naturally, let's go to Hooters and the Hooters casino

-eat at hooters (of all places in Vegas). for the first time in my life, i didnt drink a beer while there, well, unless root beer counts.

-one of the waitresses is handing out leis, ask why I dont have a lei on and why I havent been leid yet..I reply, "not because lack of effort". she leaves.

-decide to go souvenier shopping with the $4. 28 I have left.

-I get free gifts from the hotels..."ah, that'll work, I think"

-head back to room and wait to leave for airport.

-get to airport and wait 1.5 hours to get to gate.

-just my luck, the plane is sold out, and guess who doesnt have a seat on the plane? This guy (pointing to myself)

-sweet talk to the gate check-in chick....i get the hook up.

-pass out on the plane and wake up at 4am houston time.

- go back to truck and get home

-sleep in my own bed, wake up at 1:30 houston time. and nap all day.


So, in conclusion, I guess you could say I have a great time, which I did, save for getting sick. Vegas is a crazy place, I love visiting there, but no way would I want to live there. My liver either. Been to a lot of places in the country, it's definitely up there as far as having a fun time goes, but I'll take living in Houston any day of the week. Besides, the girls here are just as attractive, and you dont have to buy them $15 drinks....just $7. Peace. I am going to sleep. And not wake up with a hangover.

He is the Best Around

(written 9/11/06)

"I just wish they made movies the way they used to...you know, the classics. Like Harold and Maude', or 'The Karate Kid".

-Matt Dillon in "There's Something About Mary".

And really, who can argue with those thoughtful, and profound words? No, I am not talking about Harold, or Maude, but, as a matter of fact, I am speaking about movie cinema's favorite kid from Resesda, New Jersey, Daniel LaRusso aka The Karate Kid.

If you havent seen "The Karate Kid" at least once in your life, seriously, there might be something wrong with you. I would suggest going to the doctor and verifying with him that you are still in fact alive. Released in 1984, there is really no excuse for you not to see this movie. As a matter of fact, I demand that you have seen this movie before you continue to read this blog, otherwise, you would be violating some part of the Consitution. Ok, I dont know if there's anything in the Consitution about the Karate Kid, but there should be...

Ok, now that we have gotten rid of the poseur Karate Kid fans, we can move right along with the good stuff. Really, I know I am biased in my analysis and opinions about the Karate Kid, but, this could quite posibly be one of the greatest movies of all time, let alone the 1980's. When you start to think of all-time greatest 80's movies, "16 Candles", "The Breakfast Club", "Top Gun" all come to mind immediately, but I gurantee you that the Karate Kid is right up there in the movie category. I would even say that it is the quintessential 80's movie of all time. Yes, I am serious.

Let's get a quick recap of the movie and go into certain parts, and I will add my usual comedic banter/insight to various parts and see if we cant figure out what makes the Karate Kid "The Godfather of movies that were released in the 80's about kids who take karate "

Our protagonist, Daniel LaRusso and his single-parent mother leave New Jersey in their beloved station wagon to move to California because Daniel's mother (take note here) get a new job working with computers. As the story unfolds, Daniel falls in love with Ali, a girl from the Hills, who happens to have broken up with one of the baddest mofo's of all time, Johnny, the lead henchman for the Cobra Kai's, a select karate group that rides motorbikes and smokes joints in the bathrooms during school dances. (Editors note: they couldnt have been too select because the fat kid from "Head of the Class" was a Cobra Kai, as was Lamar Latrell, the gay black dude from "Revenge of the Nerds") Anyway, throughout the movie, Johnny makes it his job to torment Daniel because, well, Daniel is a giant puss. Along the way, Daniel meets an Asian known as Mr. Myagi. Mr. saves Daniel from one of the worst beatings since the 2005 Big 12 Championship game and fights 379173 Cobra Kais at the same time. Mr. Myagi goes to the Cobra Kai headquarters and says, "leave boy alone. let him train and prepare for tournament". This thrills Daniel because somehow he gets involved in entering a karate tournament he didnt even have a say in. Well, Mr. teaches Daniel about karate, self-confidence, and how to pick-up chicks with help of a 1950's yellow convertible. The finale scenes take place at said tournament and it is there we have some of the greatest movie lines in history ("give him a body bag", "sweep the leg", and "Daniel LaRusso's gonna fight?!?!") as well as the main reason for all ankle sprains in 1984...the crane kick. You can imagine how the movie ends, right?

What isnt there to love about this movie. It your classic underdog story, possibly the greatest underdog movie of the 80's. What about "Rocky"? you might ask? Well, smartguy, the original "Rocky" was released in 1976, therefore, by 4 years, "Rocky" doesnt count as the 80's. He is in love with Ali, with an "i", who for '84 was smoking, and rich (good combination). He has no friends (get to that later) , lacks self-confidence and on top of that when he goes on dates, his mom has to drive them everywhere they go in a vintage 198-shit station wagon. I mean, really, he has a lot going for him huh?

So, why does Daniel get picked on so much? Well, as with almost everything in the world, it can be summed up with one word: "girls". Kidding, but not really. All of the problems start when Daniel meets Ali. At the beach party is when we first see some type of mutal attraction between the two. Well, what do you know, this doesnt sit well with Johnny, Ali's ex boyfriend. He sees the two canoodling and flirting, and he does what every self-respecting man would do; he takes away Ali's radio. Now, I dont know about you, but if that was me, no one messes with my radio. Apparently, Daniel follows this creed too and defends Ali. Bad idea. He proceeds to get the crap kicked out of him, thus we have Daniel laying face down on the beach with his pride destroyed, not to mention his body. And, from this point on, the Cobra Kai's have marked Daniel as their #1 whipping boy.

I wanna interject, if I may, for a bit. Seriously, what the hell was Daniel thinking, or better yet, what head was he thinking with? I mean, Ali was way out of his league, her friends hated him, and he didnt even have a car to pick up chicks (until Mr. Myagi hooked him up). Was he like, "you know, what, sometimes you just have to say, 'what the fuck and go for it?'" Well, apparently he did, and thats why he is one of my heroes. Love that guy...and his mom's station wago.

So far, we have a kid who has just gotten the crapped kick out of him at the beach in front of all these new people (who then leave him at the beach, good going guys!), he has been kicked off the soccer team for fighting (while Bananarama's "Cruel Summer" is playing), is still getting picked on by Cobra Kai's, wrecked his bike, and dresses like a dork. Man, what did he do wrong to deserve all this? Ah yes, I remember, damn girls.

Somehow along the way Daniel comes across Mr. Myagi who first teaches him how to trim a bonsai tree, because really, every 15 year old must know how to do that. One night when Daniel is at Mr. Myagi's garage at 9pm on a Friday night, which is kinda creepy anyway, Mr. Myagi makes him a costume so Daniel can go to a school dance. Well, the costume is allsome. He makes a shower and Daniel parades around the dance in a shower and finally gets some alone time with Ali. No, he doesnt score (pervs) but he does make some head way. Seeing the Cobra Kai's in a bathroom stall, rolling up some joints no less, Daniel figures one way to get back at them is to get their doobage wet and worthless. This works because we see the Cobra Kais run after Daniel and find him in a field and have open house on his face and pummel him (again). This time Mr Myagi comes out of no where and defends Daniel with his form of karate (which features a kick to someones nuts). Now, it is on.

Daniel and Mr Myagi form together to battle the Cobra Kais in an all-valley karate tournament to fight the Cobra Kais and crush them. Along the way, we see how Mr Myagi teaches Daniel how to learn karate while doing household chores like waxing, sanding, and painting. So, in other words, Daniel learns karate and Mr. Myagi gets his house redone. Fantastic for both parties involved! All along Daniel is starting to learn more about karate and life, not to mention how to remodel a house and a backyard. Well, apparently Ali notcies the change in Daniel, either that, or she wants him to remodel her parents house, without karate lessons. It also helps matters when Mr Myagi gives Daniel a classic yellow convertible to help Daniel score with the ladies. Well, it was either that, or because he didnt want the government to prosecute him for violation of child labor laws.

Cue to the tournament, Mr Myagi lies to tournament officials by sayinn Daniel is a black belt when in fact the only belt he has is probably a canvas one his mother bought him. Daniel systematically defeats the junior varsity Cobra Kais and works his way up to the varsity members of the Cobra Kais. In one of the fights, Bobby (a good hearted Cobra Kai member) kicks Daniel in the leg and puts hi, as the sensei would say, "out of commission". In the locker room his family is there for him, with Ali in the background saying, "god, why am I with him". ok, she didnt say that, but it crossed her mind. If Daniel is unable to compete, Johnny will win the tournament. Daniel knows this and asks Mr Myagi if there is anything he can do to help, well, as luck has it, Mr myagi is also a certified massage therapist and rubs Daniel on a special spot and, wahlah, Daniel can now move. Here we here the immortal words of the ring announcer after hearing from Ali..."Daniel LaRusso's gonna fight?!?!"

I cant do the final scene justice with words, so with the help of youtube, I will supply the link for you to see the final scene. Check it out here. Final Scene.

So there you have it. A classic movie, a clasic fight and finally a huge victory for underdogs everywhere. No matter what happens in life, when the odds are stacked against you and there seems like no hope in life, remember this: a few household chores can transform you into a karate champion. You are the best around, nothing's ever gonna keep you down. And it is because of this that I am paying homage to Daniel LaRusso at my birthday party. Pics will be posted soon, but until then, as Mr Myagi said, "man, who catch fly with chopstick, accomplish anything". He also said "daniel-san, vaccum living room after done waxing on and off"; well, maybe not really, but then again why would you want to include such nonsense in a movie so flawless as the karate kid. Bonsai!!

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Now You're Playing with Power

(written 10/13/06)

o, I am driving home from another insanely intense day of something people refer to as "work". At said location I found myself bearing through the rigors of complex responsibilities such as checking email, playing Solitaire, posting on Hornfans.com, writing pointless emails to my buddies, and avoiding the temptation to check out an email message entitled, "wanna add 8 inches???" Needless to say, I didn't check out that link, because…well, that's neither here, nor there (obviously). But, anyway, back to work; doesn't growing up suck? I mean really, you have to do things like shave, shower on a daily basis, floss, pay bills, avoid the clap; basically you have to become an adult. And the shitty thing is that everyone has to grow up at some point, sooner or later…unless you're Peter Pan. Me, for one, I am enjoying life as much as I can right now, for better or worse. But I guess I am in a nostalgic mood because I keep remembering my childhood which was pretty much based on: playing baseball everyday (literally every day), jumping on the trampoline (especially when it was raining, for some reason that was the best), going to birthday parties every weekend (I'm Mexican, so I have a shitload of cousins), picking on my 2 little brothers (the Boner, who doesn't need any explanation if you've meet him, and Chris because he would cry when he couldn't drink milk. I shit you not). But one of my fondest memories happens to involve something that has gotten overlooked throughout history because of the evolution of technology: playing Nintendo; the original Nintendo Entertainment System (NES), not Super Nintendo, Gamecube, Playstation, or X-Box, but the original Nintendo. Fuckin A'

So what created the NES boom? Some of you may remember, but I'm willing to bet that quite a few of you don't recall playing the Atari 2600, right? Right. Remember that console, holy hell it was a piece of shit, but man was it fun when you were young. Games like Kaboom, Pong, Pitfall, and of course, Pac Man were the best, still are actually. It was built like a cardboard box where you plugged in 8-tracks for games and pushed a switch to turn on. And the controllers? It was literally a joystick that move in 360 degrees and had 1 button. That button did everything, jump, shot, duck, dive, dip, and dodge. And if you played Kaboom or Pong, you had to use the paddles. Remember those fuckers? They were great, you basically spun a wheel around and, well, that's about it. I mean, how much fun was this when you were 6, 7 years old and you're playing a game on your TV? If you played Atari now, it wouldn't be the same. Sure, the novelty of playing Atari 2600 is great, but after you realize how much the games suck compared to what we have now, you'd turn the game off and do something else. Trust me on this one, my roommate and I ordered the original Atari 2600 with like 30 games and we hooked it up to our 65-inch TV and sure, playing stick-figure Basketball is all fine and dandy on a big-screen, but it loses its appeal after about 17 minutes.

Intellivision is also another game console that was prominent in the early 80's. I'll openly admit that I don't recall playing this game, if ever, so I can't really get into the details as I did with the Atari, but apparently kids played the Intellivision, as well as consoles like Channel F and Odyssey…at least that's what the media wants us to think

But those were shitty, so what was done to help video gamers worldwide? Well, naturally, you need to make a better product (I think I learned that in one of my business courses in college, but I'm not sure) so, thus the NES was created. Released in 1986 (shit that's a long time ago) it was the first 8-bit graphics video system available to the public. Although the Asians got first crack at it in like '83, we got on hands on it at like 3 years later, and the American public hasn't been the same since. So what the hell is the significance of the 8-bit? Well, basically a fancy way of saying that it "doesn't look so shitty on your television". But, man, remember when this came out and it was the coolest and most kick-ass thing you have ever seen in your, young, but journeyed, childhood? I remember the commerical for the original NES and I was like I found my first porno mag; really moving for an 8 year old. The console hooked into the back of your TV and, sometimes you needed an adapter to hook it up properly. If you were like me and my family, we would always seem to lose the adapter, or never have the right one, so we were shit out of luck. Good thing for Radio Shack, I guess. But the package came with 1 console, 2 controllers, and 1 video game. And, yes, every one knows what game I am talking about. Super 'Fuckin' Mario Bros. Everyone played this game, hell even Lumberg played this game but I bet he always got killed by that midget mushroom motherfucker. Or, if you were from River Oaks, you probably opted for the "Super Sports Set", which was all of the above, plus you also got a kick-ass gun and a little robot guy and they also threw in 2 more games, Gyromite, which is the game you used the robot, and of course, Duck Hunt.

So what was so great about this? Well, for one, it was new and fresh, plus the Asians had a few years to mess around with it after they had it and they always are good with electronics (well, they are). Two, the 8 bit graphics; like I said earlier, this allows for a truer picture, sure overall it was still shitty to look at, but it was better than stick-figure basketball. And third of all, it also started to use other types of devices to use, such as a laser-gun, and a little robot to play with (not like that, Riv).

Duck Hunt was probably the worst premise for a game ever created. Basically you had a gun that plugged into the console and then you selected either "Ducks", or "Clay Pigeons". Well, when you select which game you want to play, there are a bunch of ducks flying around and you have to shoot them with only 3 shots. Now if you missed and the ducks flew away, you should have felt shame because a computerized duck outsmarted you and you couldn't shoot them; BUT, not only did you have to put up with that, but you also had a fuckin dog laugh at your shitty-shooting-ass. I mean it, when the duck would fly away, your trusty-dog would then pop up out of the grass and laugh at you. I know I wasn't the only one who tried shooting the dog, but no avail he would never die. Fuck that dog….yes, I'm bitter about him still. And, I don't know about you, but sometimes you didn't even need to shoot the duck and you would still kill it. I'm not talking about grazing the duck, but I'm talking about missing the entire screen and you would still kill him. There were times when I would shoot my brother who was sitting next to me, and the duck would die. So in hindsight, if you missed the duck, maybe the dog had every right to laugh at me.

Gyromite itself was a horrible game. I think it was more complicated to set the damn game up and set the robot up because the robot kept breaking apart and it would piss you off, at least it did to me. But let's look at Gyromite a little bit further. I don't know if you remember this game because it was on the market for like 3 weeks. But, apparently you were this little scientist dude and you had to travel around and, I think, set off bombs, or some shit like that. Well, there were obstacles in your way and you needed a buddy to help you navigate your way through the course, well that's where the robot comes in (I guess 2 player was too easy). But really, that was it, that's all it did. I felt like Tom Hanks in "Big" when he said, "I don't get it", because, well, the robot wasn't really used for any other games, and really served no other comprehendible purpose. Well, I used it to hold up baseball cards and other non-relevant stuff, but that's not what the people behind NES wanted…or was it? I mean after all, I did pay for it, and like Mark Mangino says, "it's all about dollar signs".

Super Mario Bros.? Now of the 3 games that came in the package, this was the best one, by far. I mean, it had everything, adventure, violence, drugs, and even a love story. Not to mention the subtleties of some pre-existing stereotypes. Wait, what? Come on, think about it, the people who made Super Mario Bros. wanted to portray Italians as violent people, I mean why would they create 'Mario' and 'Luigi', I sense they were building on the Italian mafia similarities. Also, Italian mafia (Mario and Luigi) are big into drugs, and if you don't think those mushrooms were psychedelic, then you are obviously blind. How else do you think Mario and Luigi could pretend they were invincible if they weren't tripping, much less shooting fireballs out their hands? Think about it. But, that said, Mario Bros. was a great game and because of its initial release and what its relevance, it has to be in the Top 10 NES games of all time. Speaking of Top 10 NES games of all time, here is my list, off the top of my head:

10. Double Dragon: a straight up ass-kicking game

9. Kid Icarus: anytime you go after Medusa, the game is intense

8. Tecmo Bowl: Video Bo Jackson

7. Excite Bike: you made up your own courses

6. The Legend of Zelda: Link was borderline gay, but the adventure off sets that

5. Track and Field: 2 words: Power Pad (more on that)

4. Metroid: only the gnarliest dude ever

3. Super Mario Bros.: all-time classic

2. Mike Tyson's Punch Out!!!: before the face 'tat, Tyson was money

1.Contra: The Code (more on that later as well)

Now, that list is obviously subjective because I love sports games, but other people like my buddy AJ, like playing Chip n Dale's Adventures, which is a good game. But for real, I left off a bunch of games: Paperboy, Karate Champ, Donkey Kong, RC Pro-Am, Double Dribble, all come to mind when you are talking about some of the best games, but whether you think my list is the best or not, you have to agree that all those games kicked major ass.

(Interesting side note: ever notice that games that are based on movies, or released after movies have been in theaters all suck. Case in point, Top Gun (all-time Top 15 movie) was great, yet the video game for it sucked ass, it was too complicated to drive the fuckin plane, no wonder Goose died. Also, Indiana Jones, Back to the Future, Commando, and to a point, Rambo were horrible games because they kept to close to the movie yet without ever branching out in their own way. How bout a little variety, for instance we could take a movie character, say, The Terminator and combine him with Paperboy. So now, in order to get your daily paper, you have to go through the Terminator, think about the possibilities. I think this has some legs, someone should run with this idea….I'm just saying.)

So what is it about Nintendo that was so great? Clearly we have quite a list of choices to pick and play on the console, actually there are probably like over 100 to choose from, you can check them all out here. Going back to what I said about me "learning" from my business class that you have to keep evolving and improving projects? Well, apparently the people at Nintendo had that same class as me because that's exactly what they did. No, I'm not talking about the Super Nintendo…yet. I am talking about creating more gadgets and doohickeys to purchase with your parents hard earned dollars. Again, when you are a little kid, you have all this energy and are running around outside and when you are done, you are exhausted, well the NES people knew this and thought, "Hey, what if we make a pad that you can run on and still play the game?" I guess they were thinking not only can you be completely reckless and annoying to your parents in the living room, but this is also a way to make some scrilla. I'm talking about the "Power Pad". Remember that shit? You used to have it in your living room, and you would have to play certain games on it, like Track and Field, and the only way to run faster on the game was if you ran faster on the pad? Man, those were the days. I honestly remember running so fast on that damn thing that I puked because I was so out of shape. It was awesome! You could challenge your brother, sister, friends, parents, anyone to a race. And this time if you were the brother on the game you still could lose, because if you were out of shape, or just a fat-ass, you would get smoked by your mom.

The Power Pad was great, but another creation that the people at NES thought you had to have was the "Power Glove"….why is it always "power" anyway? Was "another thing to make your parents spend money on" too long of a name? Regardless, apparently people thought you could put the glove on an instead of using the conventional controller, you could use a glove with a controller on it and still control your characters. Now, if you ask me this is just too damn complicated, but apparently not for some people, I remember when my friends had this and I would get jealous because they had it and I didn't. But, I guess that was the point. The only bad thing with the Power Pad and the Power Glove was that you couldn't use all the games with them, only some games featured the accessories. That was the shitty thing, I guess that's why Connie (my mom) never bought us the damn things, but sure my friends down the street had it, so I would be forced to play with them, even though I secretly hated them.

There were other creations that people made to get you to buy, well, hell there's a gun that doesn't shoot straight, a fuckin robot that falls apart, a Twister mat on steroids, a glove that looks like something Freddy Krueger wore, and to add to that list, they also made a "Game Genie". I know I am not the only one who had the Game Genie. For those who don't remember, it was an adapter you could attach to the video game, plug in a code and then you got all these free-men, super powers, and other crazy shit. On Super Mario Bros. you put in a code and you get 100 men to beat the game, what kind of shit is that? Who need 100 men to beat King Koopa? Well, apparently Mario and Luigi do, but I bet if they were so damn consumed with eating 'shrooms and throwing fireballs, they would get the job done. Actually, I kind of liked the Game Genie. See, I was pretty good at certain games, like RC Pro-Am, but I blew tits at other ones, like Kung Fu, because I couldnt handle that one dude who threw ninja stars. So I needed all the help I could get and that's what the Game Genie provided. Sure, it's a way of cheating, but still, if you ain't cheating, you ain't trying. There were other ways of getting special tricks and treats from certain games, for instance, in Super Mario Bros. there was a way on a certain level to outsmart the game and get like 100 free men, without the Game Genie. I forget what level it is, but Mario gets a buffet of magic mushrooms, so you know he's happy. Also, if you were 7 at the time, I was, there was a level you could go and warp to the 6, 7, and 8th levels if you wanted to. Now, when I found that out, I thought I found the Zapruder films or something, I was a bad-ass because I knew how to warp to the last levels. But, I thought I was even cooler because I could spell "TIT" in the underground level by crushing the bricks with Mario…Connie was thrilled.

What about Metroid, anyone remember using the code: "Justin Bailey". I do. If you typed that into the password system you would get all the powers that you needed to beat the game, it was like you were Neo in the Matrix, without that whole dying-thing. There were thousands of other passwords, tricks, and cool things to do, but possibly the greatest code of all time, is simply called "The Code". Like right now, if I say, "Hey Chris, you know 'The Code'". You would have a 86% chance of knowing exactly what I am talking about, and if you don't, then you obviously never played Contra.

Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B, A, Select, Start. That was the code, at the beginning of Contra game, you enter that code and you get 30 men to use. I think at the time, the code was great to use because Contra was pretty fucking tough to beat with the original amount of men you had to use, which I think was 3. But, I say that, and I remember my freshman year at college, one of my buddies said he could beat Contra with out dying once. We all called bullshit and sat there and saw him beat the game without dying once. I was impressed, it was a sight to see, that's for sure. I usually ended up using about 23 of the men given, but I would whip his ass at World Cup.

As with everything the world of video games evolved and became Super Nintendo, and then we had Sega Genesis and Neo Geo (sucked). After that was The PlayStation, and Nintendo 64, then we went to DreamCast, PlayStation 2, Gamecube and the Xbox. Eventually we will have a PlayStation 3 that is owned by everyone in the free world, to go along with the Xbox 360. These games nowadays are intensely graphic and complex. I mean in Vice City you get a character and if you want to, you pull drive-bys and bang hookers. Hey, I am all for that, but what happened to the mushrooms? Games now seem a little too complex for the majority of kids to play. The NES had 2 buttons, if you couldn't use the 2 buttons, then the game didn't exist. Today, you need 8 buttons to use and control, that's way too many if you ask me. Basically, the games are not as genuine as they once made them, credit that to technology. For better or worse. I am not saying the games today suck because I know I play my fair share of them, but honestly, they don't compare to the original NES games. Yes, this is coming from the same guy who would skip class in college to sit in my dorm room and play Tony Hawk 2 with my buddies, and I killed all of them (you know I did, AJ), or miss lunch because we had a tee time at 12:02pm for Tiger Woods' Golf. I lost many games on that damn thing, not to mention money on it, mostly because Mikey cheated and AJ had no class.

(Speaking of cheating, one thing I did a lot when I would play other people and I would be losing, say, at Double Dribble, when the game was almost over and it was apparent I was going to lose, I always threw my controller at the game and reset it, or sometimes I would push the 'reset' button when other people were doing better than me, yeah, I'm a dickhead, sue me, but I'm still better at Ninja Gaiden)

The NES is overlooked, but with things like "the code" on t-shirts, or people dressing up like Mario and Luigi (sober) for costumes, like my brother did for our 80's party, NES will almost always be revered. It truly is a classic. You can often imitate classics like, Cheese Whiz, Def Leppard, and Nintendo, but there is nothing like the real thing. For instance, go to the mall and you'll see those shops in the middle of the mall that sell a replica NES system with the gun and loaded with over 100 games. Sure it's great, and sure it's awesome, but it's not the same. Much like boobies, there's nothing like the real thing (ok, bad example, but still).

So my question is after reading all this, is the NES the best video game console to come out? Or are the memories that we have from playing it what make it so much better? This is an honest question. Back then most of our lives didn't really consist of a whole lot, maybe we went to school, did homework (unless you were my brother), played outside, and talked about how much ass you kicked at RBI Baseball. That was life, you played, went to school, and played NES. The NES is probably the most iconic thing that a lot of us have, yet we don't realize it. Was it the system that made it that way, or was what is associated with it that makes it so great? I happen to think that all the memories and stories I have and just a general nostalgic feel towards that time is what makes the NES so kick-ass. I am almost 100% sure that by you reading this blog, you've probably got hundreds of random memories because of playing the NES. Those were the good days, huh? I mean worrying about how to beat King Hippo in Punchout, or how to build your next course in Excitebike was a lot less strenuous than worrying about bills, STD's, rent, relationships, or even growing up. Thanks Nintendo…

The Sociological Ramifications of the Breakfast Club

(written 11/3/06)

Who are we? That's a pretty open question isn't it? Think about it, what defines you as a person? Is it the clothes you wear? Is it the type of car you drive? Is it who you hang out with and who you know? Unless the answers are Fubu, an Infiniti G35, and Vince Young, respectively, the obvious answers are all 'no', or at least they should be. Every one of us has, at some point, instance, or moment in their life where they either consciously, or unconsciously, had to find out who they were, and what type of person they were. I mean, that is a given. Some people find out who they are at an earlier point as opposed to others. Some people find out who they are early in life; others still haven't found what they're looking for.

Me and my brother are perfect examples of what I mean. He knows what he wants, while I am still a little more of a, uh, free spirit. I mean, the hardest thing that I usually do on the weekend is set up the washers in the drive way and fill up the coolers with ice for the beer and help grill out (seriously). Sure I watch a shit load of football on the weekends that if I never saw another game this year, I would still have seen enough football for a year, but that's beside the point. I bring all this up because, well, I got to thinking, besides the Karate Kid, the Breakfast Club, is perhaps the quintessential teen movie of all times. As a matter of fact, it was named the Top Teen Movie of all-time. Hell, even rottentomatoes have given it a 100% score. Just to give you some perspective, as of today, Borat is at 95%, and I am willingly to bet that Borat will be the best movie of all-time; even better than Snakes on Plane. But anyway, back to the Breakfast Club, does any other movie delve into the topics of stereotypes, influences, and perceptions better than it? Go ahead, think of a better movie that does that…waiting…….waiting…………still waiting. See, I told you. The sociological ramifications of that movie, consciously and unconsciously are immense.

For those who haven't seen the movie The Breakfast Club, I ask you one question? Where the hell have you been? I mean, seriously, just like the other most awesomely kick-ass movie of the 80's, The Karate Kid, everyone has seen it. Hell, I am pretty sure my dad has even seen this movie like 3 times, and usually the only thing he sees is Dancing with the Stars (thanks to Emmitt Smith), Unsolved Mysteries, Everybody Loves Raymond, and old school porn (don't ask how I know, ask my brother Boner, he can give you a better idea). Of all the great 80's movies, the Breakfast Club is probably the best. Don't get me wrong, I love the 80's movies such as Revenge of the Nerds, Better off Dead, Howard the Duck, Top Gun, and all of the Porky's movies, to go along with the Breakfast Club, but, what puts it over the top is this: of all those movies, and just about every other movie released in the 80's , there are some redeeming qualities to The Breakfast Club, it is a very introspective movie, extremely personal in regards to characters and lets the general public know that, surprise, teenagers have more on their minds than sex, booze, and gambling, even though movies like Porky's and ROTN, and even Risky Business gave a different idea. By now, you should know how much I love listing and ranking things, so off the top of my head, top 10 80's movies of all time:

10: 16 Candles: the Donger.

9. Spaceballs: the Schwartz.

8. Top Gun: the MIGs

7. Airplane: the movie lines

6. Eddie and the Cruisers: the music

5. Just One of the Guys: the tits

4. Back to School: the Triple Lendy

3. The Karate Kid: the crane kick

2. The Breakfast Club: the cast

1. Coming to America: the best.

Before you kill me and complain about how I left off so and so movie, please bear with me that is just off the top of my head, I promise some day I will tackle the Top 13-17 80's movies of all time. And you will get a better and more thorough analysis from me, so just chill out and quit bitching, ok AJ? Good.

Back to the Breakfast Club, if you haven't seen the movie, or it's been a while since you last saw it, let me give you a quick recap. First, the movie centers around 5 principle characters, Andrew (the jock), Ally (the weird chick), Claire (the princess), Brian (the nerd), and Bender (the rebel). There are 2 other characters that I should fill you in on real quick, Principle Vernon and Carl the janitor.

Anyway, each one of our 5 principle characters is in detention on a Saturday morning for various reasons. Andy is there because he assaulted a kid and duct tape his butt cheeks together. Claire is there because she skipped school to go shopping, Brian is there because he brought a flare gun and it went off in his locker causing property damage, and Bender is there because, well, he is pretty much always on someone's shit list. You may ask what about Ally? Well, I said she was weird, how weird? Well, she went to detention because she had nothing else better to do. So thus you have the 5 people in detention. Principle Vernon asks the group for a rather simple task for the day. He wants to know "who you think you are?" And thus we begin a look into society, human behavior and, more importantly, what happens to people when layers are peeled off and walls are torn down.

The beginning of the movie shows all the characters meeting for the first time. They don't hang out in school. In other words, it wasn't like Bender and Brian were kicking it behind the school smoking joints while talking about quantum physics. As the movie progresses we start to see the characters talk about what happens in their lives on a daily basis and why people perceive them a certain way. Make no mistake, the characters know how they are perceived by other around them, and discuss how they aren't exactly like what people think of them. Check it, we find out Claire is a virgin, yet a tease, and doesn't want others to think of her as a prude, as is Brian, while Bender is a man-whore. Here we have a classic case of a girl being a slut if she sleeps around, while getting made fun of, and vice versa for a male.

The first part of the movie we see a struggle between the characters. Everyone already has a pre-made conception about the other person that is takes fighting and arguing with each other to finally start to tear apart some of these stereotypes.

For instance, Brian takes shop because he figures it's an easy class because he is in all advanced classes and talks about how hard the classes are. Bender asks him 'why does he think shop is an easy A?' Brian replies, "have you seen all the people taking that class?" Bender, snaps, "I am in that class." So, does that mean Brian is superior to Bender as an individual? Does that make him a genius and Bender less than that? Well, as we find out the pressures of Brian are brought upon him because he is supposed to make straight A's, and he just failed shop because a lamp he was supposed to make didn't work. Brian asks, "am I a fucking idiot because I can't make a lamp?" to which Bender replies, "no, you're a genius because you cant make a lamp"

Alright now when that's said, it sounds pretty bad, because it seems as if Bender is talking about Brian, well, if you really think about it, maybe it's not intended that way, and maybe Bender sees something that Brian doesn't. Ok, yeah, so Brian maybe can't make a lamp and Bender can, but maybe it's because intellectually making a lamp is obscure for Brian. Brian has been molded a different way than Bender that it seems because Brian can't complete a small task, he fails. Well, in actuality Bender is the idiot because for him making a lamp is impressive, not taking advanced courses, or being in different academic clubs such as Brian. It's almost like a reversal of what they see in each other. Doesn't make much sense does it? Well, you have to analyze things more than what they seem and things like that make the Breakfast Club that much better.

Let's look at Ally and Andy. These two are on separate wavelengths, one is a chick who is a habitual kleptomaniac and the other is the captain of the varsity wrestling team. As the movie goes, Ally doesn't have anything better to do, so she goes to detention. Andy duct taped some kid's ass together, so here they are in detention. Well, as far as character dynamics go, Ally is great; she is dark, mysterious, and interesting all at the same time. As I mentioned she is a kleptomaniac, so she steals a lot. She has stolen various items from the group throughout the day and later it's all revealed. Andy plays the role of a tough guy, sticking up for Claire when Bender is assaulting her, basically being the "jock" of the group, complete with the milk for lunch. Anyway, in the closing moments of the movie, we see that the reason Ally is like that is because her parents ignore her, as a person. She can pretty much do whatever she wants, and they still won't pay attention to her. Thus, the reason why she steals and tells lies, and even why she showed up somewhere she didn't need to be in the first place; because she can. Andy has the same type of problem, but his is more athletically related than it is as a kid. His father pushes and pushes him to thinking that he has to be the best in everything he does, even if it means humiliating people in order to win approval from a parent; case in point, taping the kids' ass together so he could feel his dad approval of him. Is that Andy or Ally's fault? No, but they have trouble convincing their parents otherwise, and there we see a similarity between 2 of the least likely characters.

Claire is the teen princess, she is the chick other girls hate and all the guys want to bone. Her life is screwed up socially and with her parents. There are plenty of us who can relate to that. Parentally speaking, her parents use her to get back at each other when they are fighting with each other. If he mom says she can't do something, her father will say yes because it will get the other mad. Imagine having this go on your entire life. Having conflicting ideas and thoughts from your parents because they are so wrapped up in spiting the other. As Bender mentions, "You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity", well, that comes true, later though. Socially, Claire has to keep up an image and a sense that whatever she does will be looked at through a social microscope that she has to act a certain way, even if she doesn't want to. As she best puts it when the others are talking to her an egging her on, she says "I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say." I know I've been in the same boat. There are people who think a certain thing, or say a certain thing and deep down, you might not agree, but on top, you have to agree with it or you would feel persecuted or ostracized from your friends. Every person in the world has probably done that and felt one way, even if it wasn't the best idea.

We've mentioned Brian already as a nerd, because well that's what he is, but it's that stigma that makes him contemplating suicide, in a matter of speaking. Yeah, he was never going to do it because it was a flare gun, but it wasn't about just being a 'nerd', it was like being a nerd with a purpose. He wouldn't kill himself because he has too much going for him, but he wanted to give the impression that he would do it so the stigma of being a nerd would leave him. People wouldn't just think of him as a nerd, but as a psychological imbalanced person, which is probably a lot better than a nerd. As it turns out, he failed in both attempts and now is just called the nerd who brought a flare gun to school and couldn't even pretend to kill himself the right way. As in life, some people are book smart; some people are street smart, which one is better? There is no right answer, it's all subjective to each person and what circumstances are around them. People look at Brian because he is smart, but also because he is dumb, and no matter what he does, this is hard to escape. Like Bender said, "he's genius because he can't make a lamp". Obviously, Brian is very intelligent, yet he also is very insecure. He can't handle failure, and everyone has failed at one point in life, I mean I failed Organic Biology in college, but that was because I never went to class, the our teacher only had 3 fingers, and we would always give him the "surf's up" sign to him. But, think about it, there's a classic line from Brian where he says, "I can't have an F, I can't have it and I know my parents can't have it! Even if I aced the rest of the semester, I'm still only a B. And everything's ruined for me!" Imagine feeling like that, it's almost as if the pressure on him to succeed outweighs the rewards of him actually doing so. Point is this, everyone fails, I have, you have, we all have, yet those failures in life and how we respond to those failures that determine who we are.

Finally, we have Bender. In my opinion, he is one of the best movie characters of all-time. A lot of us could really relate to Bender in some way, form, or fashion. He does show an image of a tough guy who breaks all the rules and does pretty much what he wants. One of the characters asks him, "Why is he such an asshole". Bender, replies because he is just "being honest". He doesn't really sugarcoat things or tell what people want to hear; he is brutally honest, and extremely sarcastic. He has home issues that he doesn't want to talk about, like when Andy asks him about his home life, and he replies, this is what he hears from his father: "

Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamn, freeloading son of a bitch. Retarded, big mouth, know-it-all, asshole, jerk. You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful. Shut up bitch. Go fix me a turkey pot pie. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. Dad, what about you? Fuck you."

I was fortunate enough to grow in a house where my parents were like that at all, they were pretty much the best, except when they wouldn't give my brother Chris some milk, but I honestly knew of people like that who were in the same type of situation. I couldn't imagine being in their shoes or even in that type of environment. See, the reason Bender comes off as this asshole is not because his parents are treating him like shit and that's all he sees, but because he has all these issues that he has going on with him and he doesn't want to talk about them, so in order to make him feel better, he makes others feel worse. As the movie goes on and on, you start to see a different side of Bender, right up to the climatic kiss between him and Claire. She even ends up giving him one of her diamond earrings he was making fun of earlier in the movie. Now, for some hot-shot, stoner, that doesn't sound like something someone would do, yet, maybe once you get to know someone and eliminate borders, you can start to view someone in a different light.

For a moment, let's take a look at the main characters that we have: an athlete, a stuck-up, a weird person, a nerd, and a rebel. I don't care who you are, or where you went to school, that's pretty much every social clique that you can think of. Think of your high school years, doesn't that pretty much fit every group that you can think of? I remember these groups so vividly that I can literally tell you the first and last names of the people who were in what group. When I was in high school I never really made a conscious decision to go and hang out with someone who I didn't think had something in common with me. Is that bad on my part? Is that ignorance? Is it social exclusion? I don't know if you can say it was ignorance, but yeah, it could have been a case of social exclusion, if that's a thing. At the very least, it was short-sightedness of my part.

See, the beauty of this movie is that it does that, it has these 5 different characters from 5 different backgrounds and 5 different social settings and you put them together in a seemingly impossible environment and examines the interactions between all of the characters. Even though you're a criminal, you might still have things in common that a nerd does; either you're scared of something, or afraid of feeling. I know I was the same way growing up, I hung out with pretty much the same group of friends that I had in high school; mostly football players and baseball players. Even to this day, the majority of my friends from high school, and college, are all former athletes who I either played baseball with or against. I never really hung out with a different type of social group, and that is probably not a good thing to admit, and yeah, it was probably ignorant of me, but much like the rest of these characters in the movie, I wasn't interested in meeting other people; today I wish I did. I mean, I was smart, but not Brian-smart, I was, and to a point still am, cocky, but never conceited, I guess there is such a fine line. I was never a rebel, even though I did break the sewing machine in 7th grade. My parents all paid attention to all of their kids, but yet still, I much, like the characters, experienced and went through the same problems that other who I never hung out with, most likely went through the same shit, insecurities, fear of failing, and wanting to impress others. It's inevitable, we all did that and went through that.

What the movies gives us, is an intimate look at human behavior in some of the most misconstrued people; teenagers. The social dynamics of the movie and what they go through in their lives and what they realize when they start to examine them is pretty much the best summation of people. There is no way you can not examine your life when you hear people in the movie talk about their lives. We all judge people, I don't care who you are; you look at someone and you draw conclusions, that is inevitable. For instance, I look at someone and usually draw conclusions about them dependent upon what they look like, what car they drive, and how they act. Is that right on my part? Probably not, but it's true. If someone were to do the same to me, I guarantee I would get all sorts of conceptions and perceptions from here to China. But is what they think about me true? Do they know me? Like Robin Williams says in Good Will Hunting,to Matt Damon (an orphan), "do I know everything about you because I read Huck Finn?". The same principle is applied here; you can't possibly know someone just by drawing conclusions from appearance, social status, and perceptions from others.

I don't know what the purpose of this blog was to do; I initially started off with the greatness that is The Breakfast Club. I wanted to write a blog about how allsome it is, but the more I got to thinking about it, the more to thinking about how much of an impact that it had on me as a kid growing up and how much it really touched other people. Yeah, it gave us one of the greatest casts ever assembled, some of the best one-liners in movie cinema, and one of the best songs of the 80's, Dont You Forget About Me but what it also did was forced us to look at ourselves and in a way put us in their shoes. And that might be a stretch, it maybe didn't put us in their shoes, but it did force us to look at ourselves and thinking about certain stereotypes that we have about ourselves, how we portray them, and more importantly, no matter how obscure we are, how different we are, there are others out there who probably feel and experience the same thing.

The only complaint that I had with the movie is that we never found out what happened when people went back to school on Monday. Did they continue to be friends? Were Claire and Bender and item, even though it would have been like oil and water? What about Andy and Ally? Did they still stay the same way we saw them at the end of the movie? What about when Brian saw Andy, or Claire in the hallways? Could he tell his nerd buddies that he is friends with them? It's things like that make you wish there was a sequel to it, but the closest thing we got to a sequel was St. Elmo's Fire, which wasn't the same. I guess it's John Hughes intent that because most of thewalls between the various characters and stereotypes were broken down in the film, that what ever you think happens to them, whether it be Claire and Bender still together or not, that what you perceive at the end of the day is what determines happens to the characters the following school day. So, it's plausible for them to think that they were still together, maybe one day a sequel will be release during the kids 20 year high school reunion, maybe it'll be called, The Dinner Club, we'll never know. I guess some things are left up to us to make our own judgments and conclusions about things we don't fully grasp….