I'm heading to Cuba in the next few months. I hope to find the Ivory-billed Woodpecker, have him perch on my shoulder and take a sip of my mojito. That should shut the naysayers up, huh? Seriously, I'll be traveling with some of the finest birders in the world. I can hardly wait. I made the mistake of not going last year - I won't make that mistake again. Hell, I may never come back. I could figure a way to smuggle Lainey in - and I hear the Canadians have no problems traveling to Havana. Cool. I'm there.

In other news - that dork Peter was eliminated on Amazing Race -- I feel bad for Sarah. She's a cutey and should be given a medal for putting up with that ass. The brothers should get a gold star for helping Team Kentucky. I still want to smother the Barbies with a pillow...

Off to bed. Lainey is already snoring. She has a beauty parlor appointment all set up for Saturday. As usual, I'll post before and after photos - and you won't be able to tell the difference :-)

Listening to: I Got You - Dwight Yoakam

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