13 years in the making

After last week's embarrassing loss, it was refreshing to see some life out of the cougs. The best part is that we finally broke the 13 year drought without a kickoff returned for a TD. Next up: USU. They are surprisingly good this year. If heaps learns to pass and we convert more bluezone possessions to TD's we should be good

Cougar embarrassed

I got out of school Thursday and Friday to go to lake powell with my job. I drove my own car down specifically so I could drive home a day earlier for the BYU vs. Utah game. Not only did I miss out on another day of wakeboarding and relaxing, but I had to watch as my team got mutilated by the tribe that adopted me. We better pull our heads out Friday for UCF or this could be a long season...

Honor Code

I survived another week in my new habitat. I did go and visit my tribe for the long weekend. My friends and I participated in the first annual "bro dash". The purpose is to find the fastest friend for bragging rights for the next year. I didn't win, but I finished towards the front. 

Tuesday brought me back to Provo. While walking through the Wilk (student center) I found this ad next to the newspapers.

This ad reminds me of how strange this cougar den is! I promised to live the honor code when I left the comforts of my tribe up North. One part of the honor code includes obeying the law of chastity. I think I broke the honor code just reading this poster. What else am I supposed to get from "Get dirty"?

The cougar made it to the den

I am the Salt Lake Cougar. I was born and raised in Salt Lake City in an environment not conducive to life as a cougar. Being a lone cub amid running Indians strengthened my conviction in the sporting world of BYU. Despite our differences, the Ute tribe had adopted me as one of their own. I lived with 5 of them Winter semester a stones throw away from the U campus in Salt Lake. At the age of 23 I finally left the tribe and made it to the den and became a full-fledged BYU student. It has only been 4 days, but the differences are astounding. Don't get me wrong, I am super happy to be here. But I can't help but share some of my recent zoobie findings.

I call this specimen "Cougar". She was spotted at Taco Bell on BYU campus trying to seduce young, naive BYU students with her cooking skills and immodest shirt. Not only did she lose 54 pounds, but she is probably close to 54 herself. A cougar in every sense of the meaning. The honor code office caught her wearing an immodest tank top and demanded that she put on something more appropriate. Please warn freshmen and RMs alike of the potential hazards.