For the purposes of an upcoming remark, it's important for you to know that I took a break and drove home from work between these two paragraphs.
Tony heads out back to look around, and he's soon joined by Carmela. He's pissed that she called the cops instead of him, noting that "this isn't Little House on the Fucking Prairie," and that bears can be very dangerous. Heh. Kim will be subbing for me on this show in a couple of weeks, so that Little House bit was definitely a shout-out to her. Incidentally, the Most Awesome Thing I Saw on TV This Week was the Pitt basketball game I'm watching right now in my TV's picture-in-picture window. Assuming they hold the lead, of course. "The ranger, or whatever, said it was your duck food out there that attracted it," explains Carmela, who, like me, also doesn't know what to call a Fish & Game specialist. "I never heard of that happening," replies an offended Tony. Carmela just rolls her eyes and mutters, "Trapper Joe, over here." Heh. And yet another Joe. Hmm. What could that mean?
Cut to later, with Tony and Ranger Rick emerging from some woods in the yard. "We didn't find the spoor," shouts Tony, who's never afraid to turn a family crisis into an opportunity to learn a new vocabulary word that can he misuse at a later date. And for those of you in the forums who are still speculating on what the bear is supposed to represent, I don't think you need to look any further than the following exchange of dialogue: