So, I've been wantin' to update for a long time but I kept getting sidetracked and shit. It's been a while, so I'm gonna try to cover quite a bit of stuff (or what I can remember at least).

First off, that bitch Deena got voted off Survivor! Yeah. Miss "I'm controlling the world" got voted off and I could tell it was a total shock by the look on her face. I loved it. I'm hoping Heidi can last until the final episodes, but I have a feeling that some of the guys are going to try and get rid of the girls. Of course, if Rob has his way, he'd keep her on till the end and then probably lose to her on purpose just to get a date. I mean, he's the poster child for desperate.

I also hope that the deaf girl does well, but at the same time, it's kind of a catch 22. If you vote for her, is it because she's a liability to the tribe or is it because she's deaf. I doubt she'd throw that into everyone's face if she did get voted off, but I just know there are deaf people all over the country that are just waiting for her to get voted off and then scream descrimination. Fuckin' PC nazis.

Well, I was going to save this for later, but oh well. The wife is pregnant. Yup, she's pregnant and I have no idea who the father is. JUST KIDDING!! Of course it's mine...I think. Heh. We just found out tonight. She got a pregnancy test a few days ago, EPT, but it was inconclusive. We couldn't tell if it was saying "Yes" or "No". It was more like, "Maybe". So, she got a different test on the way home from work tonight, First Response - the same test she got when we found out she was pregnant with Icebear Jr., and it came out positive in like 30 seconds, and it was obvious too. Easy to read. So, we've got another cub on the way and we're shooting for a lovely little girl. I've already got the name picked out as well. The wife's a bit worried, though, she thinks that our daughter will have me wrapped around her little finger. Ok, so, she might. Maybe.

Anyway, I called my mom to tell her the news and the response I got was much less than I had expected. I mean, I didn't expect a parade and shit like that, but I also didn't expect the fuckin' load of gloom that she dumped on me over the phone. She's so goddamned cynical it makes me sick. She immediately thinks that we're going to have the baby and then go right into Chapter 11. Shit. We're doing good. I'm making very good money, the wife is doing good and we've climbed well out of the financial hole we were in. It just pisses me off that she immediately assumes this is going to go bad. Fuck. Just gets me more aggravated the more I think about it. I'll prove her wrong.

So, Charlie has adapted well to the house and the cats. Well, he's adapted to the house. The wife let the cats out of the animal room the other day and he spent the whole day keeping guard in the living room. If a cat came out and wandered around, he'd perk up and chase them back into the room. It's funny, though. The cats get good traction on our tile floors, but Charlie can't and he goes slipping and sliding and wizzing all over the place. It kills me. He's running and running and running like his ass is on fire and the cat he's chasing just lopes lazily into the animal room to safety. Heh. He never gives up, though, he just keeps trying.

The little fucker keeps shitting in the house, though. We take him outside regularly and he pisses on everything, but won't poo. Then about 10 minutes after we come inside, he leaves a little gift on the floor. If he were a bigger dog, it would be a problem, but seeing as how his poo is barely bigger than my index finger, I can overlook it. We used to have a Great Dane that would shit in the house and her poos were as big as my head...and I have a big head. Damn, what a mess. Charlie's all good, though.

I'm going to learn to fly helicopters! I've decided. Pompano Helicopters has an introductory ride for like $89 and then getting a rotary wing add on to my Private Pilot's license is only about $2000. I can pay by the lesson, which will come to about $150-$200 each or I can try and save the money and pay it all at once. I can do it, I know I can. I can hardly wait. I love helicopters! I've got to fly one or I'm going to kill someone. Besides, I get my rotary wing add-on and maybe I can parlay that into a commercial helicopter license and then I can fly for a living. Fly for a news station or something like that. I'd really like to fly for law enforcement, like the Sheriff's office or something, but it's usually a little tougher to get a position. You have to go through their academy or what have you and then serve on the force for a certain amount of time before you're eligible. Kind of a pain. I'm more into the instant gratification.

The biggest problem is that helicopters cost 3 times as much, maintenance-wise, as airplanes. I'm not really sure why, but that's the reason that helicopters aren't as prevalent as airplanes. I'm gonna do it, though. You just wait and see. And on the first flight I take as an official helicopter pilot, I'm gonna take pictures and you'll see them all here. Trust me.

Well, that's it for now. I'll try to remember and see if there is anything else I was wanting to tell y'all and do another entry tomorrow or something. Take care.

Da' Bear

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