Baylor Men's Basketball in Big 12 Championship

Lace Dunn and Henry Dugat have been shooting the lights out in OK City at the Big 12 tourney.


After upsetting the #1 seed Kansas, the Bears then beat Texas after losing to them 24 straight times. Thats 2 dozen times. Thats a beer for every loss, until you get to a case. Thats three times the John & Kate plus 8 kids. Thats 1.3 times the Duggar kids.

So the Bears play the Mizzo Tigers tonight for a chance to return to the Big Dance. If Baylor wins tonight, it would be the second consequtive year for them to make it to the Big Dance. So lift your glass, and say a toast to the Green & Gold today. And say a prayer of thanks for Drew letting Lace go berserk in OKC.

The Tigers are the higher seed, but we all know God loves Green & Gold. So here's to hoping God throws the game for us tonight.

Sic'em Bears!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sic'em Gentleman Bears!!!

Lace Dunn spoils Sand Pirate "Senior Day"

Well Lace Dunn cooked up 38 points against the Sand Pirates Saturday. He was a man on a mission. And although he failed to meet my prediction for his point scoring, he was a man possessed. In scoring 38, he broke a Baylor freshman single game scoring record, and poised himself for a great NCAA tourney. Its the first time a Baylor player has scored that many points since 1988. Yes, I said 1988.





I had predicted that he would break the career points record in a single season. He did not. Although, technically he broke his own career record. Yeah me!

Look for the Bears to make it to the NCAA tourney on selection day.

Baylor Softball Rocks!!

Baylor women score again!

Baylor Softball is off to another great start, and my girls could not be happier. After losing 3 great players, maybe the best pitcher the team has ever had in the great Lisa Ferguson, some felt they might have a down year. But Coach Moore has the team on a roll with some very young players. This in spite of losing Ashley Monceaux, a College World Series all-tourney player, and Chelsi Lake.



Britney Turner has really come up big this year, showing shades of the greatness we all suspected. And Ms. Isham looks like she will be a force to be dealt with this season. Of course, Shortridge should continue to be power on the mound, as well as the plate. There are several new players that appear to be contributing already.



Jordan Daniels hit .643 (9-for-14) with two doubles, three home runs and seven RBI in Baylor's four games this past weekend. We may have to start calling her "Hammer" if she keeps spanking the ball like she is. Congrats on her Big 12 Player of the Week honors.



Sic' Em Lady Bears!!

Turdpolishers.Com Coo Performed

Really horrible pic of my screenshot, sorry I will try for a better one.

One of my bad habits is to frequent Turdpolishers.com, aka, BaylorFans.com.

Its an eclectic group of neer-do-wells and kool-aid drinking fans of the B. They get in pissing matches frequently, and generally seek to become the most self-important, intolerant person on the board. While there are exceptions, such as Pale Rider, Simp13, Wooldog and a few others, this is the general rule.

Well, on a particular Saturday afternoon recently, while a B basketball game was in full swing, I logged onto the board. While my intentions were to just check it out and weigh in with my opinions, it turned ugly. Not ugly in a "I'm an internet tough-guy" kind of way. But ugly in a "there's no one else on this frickin board" kind of way.

After about 45 minutes of posting, I noticed that I had the last post on about half of every thread listed. So it began. In approximately and hour and 25 minutes I was the latest poster on EVERY thread on the board. Legends are born of this sort of thing interpeeps.

Now one might ask, how does one do this? Post at 4 am? Perhaps. Do you jam the board with mind control and overtake every possible poster? Perhaps. But in my case, I just started shooting off my mouth, which I must admit, I tend to do alot of. But as you will notice in the screen shot above, (ok, you really can't see it,) it occured in the middle of a Saturday afternoon.

And a legend is born...

One of Life's Most Embarassing Moments (for me)...

The end of the Baylor Master Tax Program was drawing to an end for me. Everyone was interviewing. I myself had several arranged. So my dear mother bought me a new suit to interview in, which was not only greatly appeciated, but desperately needed.


To say my clothes were not interview appropriate is an understatement. Granted, Baylor Homecoming sweatshirts, and Diadeloso t-shirts were great, but not your standard fare for the professional environment. Plus, I had gained around 40 pounds, so none of my old suits fit anymore. So off we went to Goldstein-Miguel's (how many of you remember that place?).


At the time I was working almost full-time and also attending the tax program full-time. Were it not for my wife, it would have been impossible to pull off. She was a tremendous blessing in my life and I love her dearly for all she did for me. One of those things she did for me, was to ready my suit for a big interview.


For you B business alums, you know that prior to the Enron debacle, Arthur Anderson Acccounting firm was "THEE" place to go to work. They took only the brightest and the best, so it was said. And to get a job there validated your existence on earth and confirmed your worthiness to enter heaven. From the moment we walked into the Arthur Anderson Student Center on the Baylor campus, we all knew it was the place to go. And if you were not hired by them, well, you should immediately stop your subscription to breathing air.

The God of Accounting in the 90's

So it was to be one of my busiest days in months. Two exams to take, three bids to submit at work (I was a construction estimator) and my big interview with the Tax Partner with Arthur Anderson. I was elated to get this interview, because I missed the sign-up and all of the interview slots were taken. Due to my excellent schmoozing skills I was able to obtain a 10 minute interview with the guy.


My schedule that day:


8:30am - submit bid #1

10:00am - Tax Practice & Procedures exam

12:30pm - submit bid #2


12:50pm - Interview with Arthur Anderson

1:10pm - Estate and Gift Tax exam

4:15pm - submit bid #3


So after bid #1 I picked up the suit from the tailor, and took it home so Mrs Poop could ready it for me to wear. "Make sure you take all the tags off for me!!" was the last thing I said as I slammed the door on the way to my 10am exam.


This day from the depths of hell allowed me about 20 minutes to go home, throw on the suit and get to the campus in time for the big interview. I made sure he knew how appreciative I was of him cutting his lunch short for a quick interview. My 10 minute interview went for about 4 minutes. I was not only confused, but devastated. No chance in hell I get a job after a 4 minute interview. With no AA job my life was now over, and any other job was an embarassment to the B.


I said all the right things, had an awesome resume, and just like Ryan Leaf, I looked good on paper and had great referrals. Why did he have that smug look on his face? Why did he cut the interview so short? I wondered this all the way to the restroom after the interview. No time now to worry, I had a big exam.


As I walked into class, everyone looked at me and smiled. "They like my new suit!" I thought to myself. "Too bad I'm married girls" I thought proudly. About then, my buddy "Bob" says to me, "Get a new suit?" Grinning from ear to ear, he holds out his arm and waves his hand under his arm like something was dangling there. What the...

As it turns out, the ONLY tag my damned sorry-ass wife removed was the BIG, GIANT, tag on the very front of the suit that said, "10% OFF." Yessir, I had the tag on the sleeve, which could only be seen by me looking in the mirror in the bathroom with my arm up to my face. At that point, I could also see the somewhat large tag hanging from the armpit of the coat. At that point, I prayed for the earth to open up and swallow me whole.

Like this suit, only with big-ass tags

If you look in a thesaurus for the word "humiliated" you will see: shamed, mortified, disgraced, embarrassed, dishonored. I'm not sure all of those words together can convey how I felt at that very moment. It was the single-most embarassing moment in my entire life. Worse than my mom finding my "reading material" and way worse than when I came home drunk and had my car taken away for a month by my dad after I puked on his feet. This day, I would likely never forget. And I was pretty sure my classmates would always remember me as "the guy with all the tags on his suit." I must admit. I sat in a stall and cried a bit. As if I didn't have enough stress in my life with working full-time and going to school full-time, I had this to deal with.



At that moment, everything good I had done vanished, and only my blown interview and ticker-tape suit existed. How I passed that test I will never know. I had lost my ability to concentrate.




Well, we all know now what happened with Arthur Anderson and Enron. So I guess they have more to be embarassed about than me. Payback's a bitch. NA NA NA NAA NA. (yeah, I know they had the conviction overturned)



It all worked out. I went to work for a great small firm in the Dallas area with some amazing clientele. I did tax work for some very high-profile people for years, and was exposed to some the most cutting edge tax planning by the best law firms in the Dallas area. I got to see from the inside-out the big-picture of how it all worked and flowed from one entity to another. It turned out to be one of the best things to ever happen to me.



Now, I have my own CPA firm, and do for my clients and introduce them to what I learned from the big tax attorneys I used to work with. I get to work with professional athletes, meet people I never dreamed I would and be a part of some very cool stuff. It has proved to me that God is bigger than me, and maybe, just maybe, he is gonna take good care of me, in spite of me. Boy, am I glad I didn't cancel my subscription to air. Oh yeah, I also learned to never depend on your wife if its really important.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Gentleman Bears Win a Big One

WOW!! And did I say WOW!!


The mighty Gentleman Bears of the B scored a major victory last night at Cash Machine U (ATM for the uninformed).

The Bears fought through FIVE, that's FIVE overtimes to secure the win. With half the team fouled out, everyone got in the on the action.

Cash Machine U has decided to cancel the remainder of its season and spend its efforts trying to convice Billy G to come back. They have appropriated funds from Coach Fran's website to cover the cost of the Kentucky buyout. Kentucky has demanded four sets of false tooth and 149 cases of Rebel Yell.

Yessir, I said 5 Overtimes!

Coach Drew pulled a major upset over the 10th ranked Agrics to take the first meeting with the teams both being ranked in 93 years! Yaawwwwwsaaaa!

Congrats to Coach Drew and the Gentlemen Bears. I take back all those times when I made fun of our now dear coach. OK, not all of them.

Coach Drew giving out Man-Love

The players were exhausted after the big game, and just wanted to shower and get back to Waco were they will accept thier status as Demi-Gods.

Lacedarius Dunn wishing for a little privacy after the game

Congrats to the mighty Gentlemen Bears!

PS - be sure to vote in the current poll

The Loss of Bearmeat

This last week, my second favorite website appears to have reached its end. For some time now, I have been going to the BearMeat blog to read about goings on with my favorite college, Baylor University.

On November 20, President Red Andrews signed off for what appears to be the last time. Leaving hordes (or at least 17) people wondering how to get thier fix. It is for this that I will long each day.

Then yesterday, the blog title went to "Thee University has quited us" in the title. This sounds bad, very bad.

What will we do now that BearMeat appears to have met its end?

For those unfortunate enough to have never perused BearMeat, here you go:

http://bearmeat.blogspot.com/