Don't call me Shirley.

If you're not reading Paul Shirley you need to be. On the off chance you don't know who he is, he was the 12th man for the Suns last year who never played. He was asked to write a little journal (a blog, if you will) during a one week road trip last spring to be posted on suns.com.

He needs to go find the person who asked him to write that thing and suck his dick (I mean "suck his dick" in a completely non-gender-specific kind of way). Before that, he had no writing experience or aspirations and didn't know he was good at it. His little blog got him a job writing for espn.com, a book deal, and a fucking sitcom producing job. Read all about it in journal #20, 21, and 22.

I find this to be completely awesome. That's all.