Dear Mr. Kass, I have followed you for years and I am one of your biggest fans, especially when you shine your light on the deeds of the wicked Combine of Illinois. Truly, you are a great scribe. But now I am disappointed. You have vowed to vanquish me and, more importantly, to annihilate the hopes of my innocent little dog, Rula. Well bring it on, I say, bring it on. We stand behind your dog Zeus . One day I hope to share a seat with him on an east bound Metra train. Then, perhaps we can take a nice walk by the lakefront and throw a Kong dog toy for a time. And we stand behind the Metra riding peregrinations of your future monkey, Mikey, the one with the tin cup and the mission to claim our pensions. You've thrown down the creamed herring/pickled eggs/kimchi gauntlet. I accept. But it's early days, my friend, early days. So, of course you know this means.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjIZwv5aENQ