I read he is working on his next movie, another story of one man’s brave struggle against larger forces that wish to define the beautiful game in their own twisted image. It’s called Bicycle Kick: The Billy Haisley Story.

“I don’t always stab people, but when I do, I know exactly what they sound like.”

I got married a month ago. My brother- my best man- asked me on gchat how long he would have for a speech. I told him 5 minutes, give or take. He responded:

Meanwhile, this sign has survived at least two of the arena’s name changes:

Seems like as good a place as any to post this:

Maybe they can trade the name for some Turkish bank with tremendous upside.

Lots of people still own the Flyers, starting with the rest of the Metropolitan Division.

The winds are variable and there’s no runoff on the side. Psychologically it’s very demanding.

If anyone wants to hire me to kick them my rates are quite reasonable.

The only time I've ever gone to a casino has been with Tommy Craggs. He's obsessed with following the probabilistic rules of proper gambling, focusing on "the process" instead of playing blackjack in a way that might possibly be enjoyable. It's like watching an old man slowly masturbating to CSPAN without any of the…