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Lookie what I found. Found it reserching a mispelling of Funyuns. I like Funyuns. Haven't had them in years. But I'm pretty sure I like them.

But back to that website. I like satire and wasting time. But this is too much. Where to people find the time, Sterling? Seriously. I can see the occasional funny blog, Winkler, but an entire deep site of nonsense? But it did look like something some of you would enjoy, Osler.

Independence is costly

Not talking about military strength or protecting the ____ amendment. Nothing so Fox/MSNBC commentary worthy. Just an old idea whose time is long past due. The Baylor Alumni Association (BAA), of which I am a lifetime member, needs to finally do what they should have done when asked over a decade ago. They need to become an entity of the university. I will give you a few of my reasons, but the Trib does a pretty good job of laying it out here and here.

I have a bias. I worked for the Alumni Relations division of Baylor University (Baylor Network) for 3 years. Most of you have no idea that this is a separate entity from the BAA, much less the contention that many at the core of the BAA have for the Network. Nor should you. There shouldn't be any animosity. There shouldn't be two organizations. There is no need in this day and age for an "independent" alumni association. For years Baylor gave BAA money (I had always assumed it was the other way around). And in return, the BAA demanded to be left alone without accountability, left to badmouth the sugar daddy as much as they wanted. and to publish it in a magazine funded in part by the university. Crazy, right? And when Sloan questioned this (while increasing the BAA's yearly gift from the university they were created to support"), BAA called for his head.

Then Lilley did one of the tough jobs he was brought in to do, cut off the spoiled child. That (only in part, to be fair) cost him his job. But it had to be done.

And now, finally, the BAA seems to be considering what was asked of it 15 years ago, come into the fold, LIKE EVERY OTHER MAJOR PRIVATE SCHOOL IN THE COUNTRY.

So, yeah, I am for this proposal. I am for it because it will put an end to too much bickering that distracts from the school's mission. I am for it because the Network is flat out better at reaching alumni than the BAA. I am for it because the divided resources can better be spent on other endeavors. I am for it because it is the best thing for Baylor.

Sic'em

Homeownership

has its ups and downs. Tonight we used our very cool teppanyaki grill with seated dining. Here's a pic of me when I was an Asian chef.


Food was surprisingly good for my first shot. But there is a MAJOR smoke problem. We bought the best vent hood we could get without going commercial. we should have gone commercial. As I type this in the furthest room from the kitchen, the smell of soy and oil permeates my nostrils as well as my skin. It would be all up in my hair if I had any. We'll have to fix that.

Then, just as I was putting the girls down and preparing to blog about something amazing, E informed me that her bed was wet. It's been 5 years at least since that was a problem for her. Well, the culprit was not a full bladder, but water dripping from the ac vent above her head. seems the drip pan drain was clogged. So, after some time moving her in with her sis and working in the attic which has blown insulation (WHICH I HATE!), I am clean and sleepy. I get to sleep in until at least 7 tomorrow. Soccer season is a cruel invention. No regrets

Positive Motivation

I received many accolades during my time at BLaw. But this may be my newest favorite. Seriously, nothing was more a part of my daily routine during my time there than the Razor. Though I never had any of his classes, I got to do an independent study for Osler working on his awesome book and some other writings. He was also helpful in getting me a coveted internship with the Judge. and in putting me in contact with my now senior associate at PU. What a great guy. Just having him read is enough to make me want to be more faithful in keeping up with this.

The rest of y'all just don't really matter.

Just kidding, Alexis.

But seriously, the rest of you, I could care less.

National Enquirer Right Again

Well, I don't really know if "again" is accurate, but this weeks cover was Johnny Castle going home to die. RIP PS. I will now admit something that only my mom probably ever even suspected. Swayze's role in Dirty Dancing was very inspiring to me at age 11. Why? Because I was a 1950's dance instructor/jigalo? I wish but no. I was, however, a pairs figure skater. Let that sink in. Yup. Figure skater from age 5 to age 18. And his portrayal of a strong, masculine ladies man that also danced was a nice role model for the boy who batted .000 in two years of little league but could do a double salchow and throw/catch a girl while skating at full speed.
So there you go. A little about me and Patrick.

Of course, nobody will read this since i've been outcast by the Oz. Who can blame him, really. I haven't posted anything as of late. I will try to be better, sir.

look how strong i am

i could probably throw you through that wall.

FIRST LAST

I have a lot of lasts coming up. Most of them really good.  Last law school exam.  Last day to study for the bar.  LAST DAY OF THE BAR. Last day living in Waco (I'll miss it, but I miss the girls more).  And last day to be unemployed.

Today is the first last.  Last day of classes.  Last law school class.  Actually, this is kinda bittersweet.  I have so enjoyed the learning environment here.  I remember very well the first day of law school classes.  It was truly invigorating.  WJC and the Fuse.  I can't think of a better pair to launch into this experience.  Then Cordon and Salzmann joined the Four (way) Under Forty that led us through that rainy summer of 2007.  The grass was unusually green.  We were just the right amount of green - eager, envious of those further down the path and completely and expectedly inept.  It was a good place to be.

I loved everything about that first summer, but most of all the classes.  Preparing, learning.  Staying on your toes so Counseller wouldn't destroy you.  Watching Fusellier throw stuff at SterBur.  Reminiscing about the fabulous carreer of Eric Stoltz with Salzmann.  Talking Cowboys preseason and parental beatdowns with Cordon.  And above all being stretched more intellectually than I truly thought possible.  Yet even on this very last day, Benham (a terrific adjunct) mixes experience, antecdotes and brand new caselaw to show me how little I still know.  Such is the law.  All I can hope is that before it is all over, I will see more projectiles sent SterBur's way.