the hunt of big and small wild cats - cougar, lioness, caracal, fishing cat, jaguar, leopard, clouded leopard, cheetah, tiger. Clips from BBC Motion Gallery, Getty Images, ARKive, Thought Equity and YouTube.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Not Another Not Another Movie
Max Storm (Chevy Chase -- Vacation, Caddyshack, Fletch) is the owner of Sunshine Studios, the worst movie studio on the planet. Faced with the possibility of going out of business, Max hires his brother Lester (Michael Madsen -- Kill Bill, Reservoir Dogs), his goon friend (Vinnie Jones -- Snatch, Swordfish), a washed up director (Burt Reynolds -- Smokey and the Bandit, The Cannonball Run, Boogie Nights), and an idiot writer (David Leo Schultz) to make one last big hit with everything on the line. With no script, and no idea what they're doing, they set out to make the biggest spoof movie of all time. Now all they need is brains. MPAA Rating: TV-14 © 2011 Not Another Movie LLC.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
ALABAMA - THE CHEAP SEATS
One of the best songs of Alabama - my favourite band for about 3 years. Their songs are great!!! LYRICS: Cheap seats This town aint big, this town aint small. Its a little of both they say. Our ball club may be minor league but at least its triple a. We sit below the marlboro man, above the right field wall. We do the wave all by ourself. Hey ump, a blind man couldve made that call. Chorus We like our beer flat as can be. We like our dogs with mustard and relish. We got a great pitcher whats his name. Well we cant even spell it. We dont worry about the pennant much. We just like to see the boys hit it deep. Theres nothing like the view from the cheap seats. The game was close, well call it a win. Go off to toast the boys again. That local band is back in town. They got a kinda minor league sound. Theyre not that bad, theyre not that good. But all in all its understood. We wanna dance, they wanna play. We wouldnt have it any other way. Chorus Cheap seats Now the majors called up oh whats his name. And one more buildin rises tall. And suddenly were all grown up. And this old town not quite so small. But Ill always miss the middle size town. In the middle of the middle-west. With no name pitchers and local bands, And mustard and relish and all the rest. Chorus Cheap seats
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
"Kay" 1978 (re-release) by John Wesley Ryles
"Kay" 1978 (re-release) Written by Hank Mills Performed by John Wesley Ryles © '68 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI en.wikipedia.org en.wikipedia.org Kay with all your singing talent back in Houston Nashville's all you talked about I sold everything I owned to bring you here now you'll be famous there's no doubt Last week you knocked 'em out in New York tonight Chicago's going wild Kay Your new record on the jukebox don't sound bad Kay I'm living yet I'm dying staring out at Music City from my cab Caution lights blink out their warning some old faithful Big Ben clock chimes three am Starving hound dogs search the trash can my gas tank could stand a dollars worth again All those chuckholes here on Main Street jar my rib cage I can cuss Kay The crowd of nightlife people look so sad Kay I'm living yet I'm dying staring out at Music City from my cab Two young soldiers from Fort Campbell told me how they fought a war they never won Sirens echoed through an alley and some woman said some fellow stabbed a man I rushed Miss Teenage to the doctor she begged to give the child my name Ive lost count of cups of coffee that I've had Kay I'm living yet I'm dying staring out at Music City from my cab Three rose petals on my front seat fallen from the bouquet Jimmy took to June Jim kept mumbling through his teardrops God she'll leave this world with flowers in her room Kay I showed some drunk your picture and he made some smart remark So I hit him in the mouth for was I mad Kay I'm living yet ...
Saturday, September 24, 2011
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