Took awhile to get there, but nevertheless a squirrel in the middle of the road, having just chased a nut there, screaming as a car is barreling down on it, followed by various other animals screaming in the forest until we ultimately get to the female passenger of the car screaming. The driver, however, simply maneuvers around the small animal and carries on his way. Good tires give you that kind of control. Great commercial, gets your attention, screaming animals are always funny and you'll remember it's all about the tires.

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In honor of the 40th Anniversary of Star Trek, I wanted to share with you one of my favorite Star Trek stories. I tell it to you as it was told to me.

So, I go to a science fiction convention every year called Norwescon.

For years, a guy comes to the convention dressed as a giant squirrel. No discernible reason to dress as a squirrel at a science fiction convention, but he dresses as one, nonetheless. Hey, I'm cool with it.

I was speculating with my friend Rob one year "Where's the Squirrel? I haven't seen him yet," when a woman dressed as a Klingon piped up: "He's not here yet. Should be showing up tonight."

Figuring she knows the Squirrel, I asked "You know the Squirrel?" She responded with a story that, while true, is very strange. Norwescon usually has a fairly large Klingon contingent. Most are allied in one specific band, with usually a half-dozen or so freelancers. One year the Klingon Band (I forget their ship name) was wandering the halls and ran into the Squirrel.