Moonlight was also the best movie I saw this year. Trying to narrow down the remaining outstanding films to a manageable top 10 is proving difficult, however. I did enjoy Don’t Breathe, but not quite that much. Arrival, though, will be somewhere up there.

Disagree. But now we have proof Magary isn’t paid by the word.

I love how Nasri just deleted each rogue tweet, rather than, you know, changing his password. The man’s thickness knows no bounds.

The rule is any part of the body that is allowed to touch the ball can’t be offside. So you can reach out an arm, but don’t do so with head or foot or even butt. This is a sensible rule.

My dad’s first job as a kid was a pin setter in a bowling alley, before things were automated. I’ll have to ask if this sounds familiar.

This makes as much sense as Trump voting for himself multiple times. No, the world is full of fucking idiots.

Is that a geeky pizza thing?

Seattle music has found its next look.

This would be some of that fake news we keep hearing about?

That was too fancy for this burger and fries crowd.

I never knew this was a Thing.

Not in my books. If you get paid, you’re at least semi-pro. Pro is if you can make a living at it. A friend’s kid played lower division soccer in Germany for a couple years, and it was Pay and Play. If you sat on the bench, you made nothing. Completely cutthroat, no grizzled vets willing to help the hot new youngsters…

We’re all grain-fed up here.

He got paid real money for it. Not real good money, mind, but real.

That must have been hard.

Naw, just Old Dutch Rip-L Chips, with some of my killer home-made dip (Old Ouch, as a friend’s daughter used to call them).

I have a friend who played semi-pro basketball in Canada where the players weren’t allowed to be taller than (IIRC) 6'. Maybe Bieber joined a league for dwarfish Canadian expats.

“Jungle juice.”

I can see a horror movie coming out of that.

That makes more sense than my wondering if Vanna White had recorded a Christmas song.