Joke (on Kansas) of the Week

Cowboys will pursue Kansas Self with $4M salary, $6M bonus

According to numerous media reports, Oklahoma State is prepared to offer Kansas coach Bill Self, win or lose tonight, a salary of $4 million a year, plus a $6 million signing bonus. That would not only nearly triple the $1.375 million he makes at Kansas but would fly past the $3.5 million paid the current highest-paid coach, Florida's Billy Donovan.

The impetus behind it is T. Boone Pickens, Oklahoma State's $3 billion "booster." Pickens wants an Oklahoma State man to coach Oklahoma State. Self played at Oklahoma State from 1982-85, assisted Leonard Hamilton and Eddie Sutton at OSU for seven years and was raised in the Oklahoma City suburb of Edmond. His father, Bill Sr., was director of Oklahoma's state high school activities association.

When Sean Sutton's resignation surfaced, Self tried hard to curb the rumors, saying: "If they were to ask me what they should do, I would suggest they go a different direction."

But his attorney, Stuart Campbell, told the Tulsa World on Friday, "I am completely in wait-and-see mode. I never say never. They would have to be eye-popping numbers."

Source: Denver Post

It Was a Very Good Year

So yesterday was a pretty good day. I got married on April 7 one year ago. It was a pretty low key anniversary, but it was still special. There are these candle things that Lilith the Lioness gave us, and we got to burn the "one year anniversary candles."

We had a great first year including some good travel to Napa, Denver, and Vegas... not to mention we moved to Utah. Here are some highlights.

This is our first picture as a married couple (besides the money pit that is professional wedding photos). We went to the bar with some friends to hang out since it was the last time we would see any of them for a year or so. Yes... I look stoned. No Mom... I am not stoned. Yes Mom... I did marry way out of my league.


We got some great seats to the A's on the honeymoon, and a few weeks later we flew to Denver to catch a game and eat at Uno's. That hot dog on the left there... you see it? Pure shit.











This one is at the August Briggs vineyard in Napa Valley. I could be wrong, but I think it is the first one we visited while we were there.




Another honeymoon picture. This was some type of "look out point" with those ridiculous view finders that last 15 seconds. Ask Brandi about Alcatraz when you get the chance.



Brandi took me to Vegas for my birthday and she actually won about $300...



... and she spent it all on this drink!



This is our first Christmas together. You can tell because of those small lights just over her shoulder... it really should be obvious people.


So like I said, it was a pretty good year. Hell, it was a great year. I'm looking forward to many more just like it. I love you Brandi.

(Oh yeah, we have at least 3 huge blow up fights a week. I couldn't find any pictures of those.)

Joke of the Week: In Honor of Opening Week

On a tour of Florida, the Pope took a couple of days off to visit the coast for some sightseeing. He was cruising along the beach in the Popemobile when there was a frantic commotion just off shore. A helpless man, wearing a Boston Red Sox jersey, was struggling frantically to free himself from the jaws of a 25-foot shark.

As the Pope watched, horrified, a speedboat came racing up with three men wearing New York Yankees jerseys aboard. One quickly fired a harpoon into the shark's side. The other two reached out and pulled the bleeding, semi-conscious Red Sox fan from the water. Then using autographed Derek Jeter baseball bats, the three Bronx heroes beat the shark to death and hauled it into the boat.


Immediately the Pope shouted and summoned them to the beach. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions," he told them. "I heard that there was some bitter hatred between Red Sox and Yankee fans, but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not the truth."

As the Pope drove off, the harpooner asked his buddies, "Who was that?"

"It was the Pope," one replied. "He is in direct contact with God and has access to all of God's wisdom."

"Well," the harpooner said, "he may have access to God's wisdom, but he doesn't know shit about shark fishing…how's the bait holding up?"

And Finally Some Good News

I wanted Bill Self for the job a few years ago, but Roy Williams got called home to Chapel Hill. My wife says "we hired the wrong son". I am inclined to agree. Even though it is not the biggest or best program in the country (or even the BIG XII), Oklahoma State Basketball is not a program to be inherited or handed down like some fucking rag doll. All that bullshit about "Sean has been doing the coaching for years and Eddie has just been the face of the program." Are you kidding me? It appears that I was right not to trust that vile and poisonous propaganda.

In his two years as "official" head coach, he barely broke .500 and lost in the first round of the NIT... twice. I have been fuming from afar in the mountains about this... silently, waiting to plot my revenge on the boosters, the AD, the Head of Operations, the President of the university. I had to get rid of Sean Sutton.

BUT WAIT!!! GOOD NEWS!!!

That pezzo di merda has been removed from our sight roughly 8 years before I thought he would be. In a small town like Stillwater, a name carries a lot of weight. I was truly afraid that he would rest on his father's laurels for a decade before someone finally grew a brain and got a real coach.

Now that he is out, who is in? I, for one, would like to pursue Self a little bit more, but he is a Final Four coach now, so don't spin the wheels. Do we go for the other son Scott? How about Sean Miller from Xavier? Thoughts people. And I mean you Deuce... and you CP.