This; this may be the thing to get me back into the AC fold. Especially after the last mediocre outing, Black Flag.

Unfortunately, General Rupert found out about my preversion, and that I was organizing some kind of mutiny of preverts. Alas, foiled again!

I love the music for this. It's a symphonic version of "Weather Storm" by famed Scottish pianist Craig Armstrong, from his 2004 album Piano Works. Here's the original, from Mr. Armstrong's 2006 Piano Works: The Movie, filmed in Paris.

That is pure pachyderm joy. Also, the music is awesome. Would love to know what that piece is.

Methinks Major T.J. "King" Kong was here . . .

Ol' Frank agrees:

From the commercial's Wikipedia entry:

I know, right? Either that, or it would be the perfect place to set up a supervillian's lair. ("No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die!")

This is the Kéréon Lighthouse, (Phare du Kéréon) positioned in the Iroise Sea of West French Brittany. Southeast of Ushant Island (Île d'Ouessant) and northwest of the Isle of Molène (Île de Molène), Kéréon was built on the pitfall of Men Tensel (Breton for "spiteful stone") in 1907, thanks to a donation from Mrs.…

Here are the two things YOU wrote:

That's all you've got? After the warm, get-to-know-you-fuck of our back and forth, you're gonna leave it on that weak-sauce, man? C'mon, I know you've got better than that!

Haha! See, you admit your own ignorance. I've read your stuff, though. Anything you don't like is "hipsters, jingoists," and so on. Fine. And how do you know I'm a Redskins fan, anyway? So, in your world, writing an article about a team automatically makes me a fan of that team? OMG, I must be a Blackhawks fan, now!…

I think so, in this case. Apparently, since he disagrees with me (and hasn't read all the way through my original article, where I totally support changing the Redskins' name, and that I support the Washington Warriors name, instead), I'm now a Hipster. I don't even have a beard, a single-speed bike, or wear plaid!

Haha! "Furiously back pedaling"! Wait! Let me get my popcorn! I've got to see how you justify me disagreeing with you, me pointing it out (as well as you making a snap judgement about me, which I still haven't done to you), and now you feeling compelled to defend your ridiculous notion, in the first place.

Did you even read the article? And check your rage, man. I never called you any names, and yet you immediately make an assumption about my lifestyle with a snarky "hipsters" cat-call.

Thank you, that's the exact same point I made, the other day, here:

A-frakkin'-men, sistah!

Wait a second. We've got supercomputers that can send rockets to Mars, and yet we can't model the physics of a waterslide?! "Oh, hey, let's just build the damned thing, then test afterwards! Woooooo!"

Amen, Drew. I remember my first, in 2004. I'm a Midwest Wisconsin boy, at the time living in Seattle, but working in the NYC area (yeah, I know ... don't ask). I'd never been east or north of Pennsylvania in my live, and here I am, 22 years old, dropped smack dab in the middle of Staten Island, working at the…

TL;DR - I probably shouldn't have ... touché.