A Week Out Of The Loop

After a week-long unwanted hiatus, WSS is back. I'm sure all three of my readers are thrilled beyond belief. After a week full of cursing technology, and wishing a painful death to all spammers and hackers--the problem has been temporarily solved. Rather than trying to recap items from the previous week, (and there were some juicy ones) we'll just move forward.

Mustache Madness

As we get closer to the NCAA Tournament, there is a disturbing fad that is sweeping workplaces across the country. In honor of March Madness, men across this great land of ours are competing with fellow co-workers in a one-month mustache growing competition, aptly named: Mustache Madness. Call me crazy, but competing with other grown men to see who can grow the best upper-lip pubes seems a tad bit fruity. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but you can count me out. Sadly, this new spring-time phenomenon has gripped the office in which I clock my forty hours a week. Even when mustaches were cool--they weren't. There are two types of men you should never trust; guys who have a first name for a surname, and guys with mustaches. If you meet a man who has both...run. Needless to say, it was quite an interesting day at the office. I felt like I was surrounded by either a bunch of motorcycle cops, or dudes on the brink of being featured on To Catch A Predator. It wouldn't have shocked me to see a camera crew bust out of the supply closet, followed by Chris Hansen holding a chat log. As much as this whole endeavor creeps me out, I must admit that I am thoroughly enjoying the opportunity to poke fun at my colleagues. My goal is to mercilessly berate each participant, forcing them to go to the razor early and lose the competition. As one of my office mates headed out for lunch today, I asked him if he was going to cruise the local neighborhoods with a leash, and a picture of his lost puppy. Yeah, I'll be lucky to escape March without a fat lip.

Billy Packer, Blind Or Stupid?

We'll go with biased. By now, everyone has chimed in about what happened on Tobacco Road over the weekend. Since we are a little late in our coverage, here is what Money Players had to say about the incident:

My vote for the most annoying broadcaster is CBS's Billy Packer. Announcing today's Duke/UNC game, Packer was convinced that the referees blew the call on Gerald Henderson's foul on Hansbrough, calling it unintentional, not flagrant. This was after he had the opportunity to review the videotape...over and over. I am sure Henderson's intent was not to KO Hansbrough, but there is no defensive technique that I am aware of that involves using your forearm to block someone's shot

Check out Money Players when you get a chance. Good stuff.

Box Seat In Hell














The Slant typically stays away from anything to do with politics. Being moderate and apathetic, staying out of it just makes sense. But there is no way I was going to pass up this item. Scumbag politico Ann Coulter, (just an opinion) opened the filthy sewer that doubles as her mouth last week. Invited to speak to a conservative political action committee, Coulter called presidential candidate John Edwards a faggot. Nice work Ann. Keep paving your highway to hell sweetheart. Did I say sweetheart? I meant hateful, loud-mouthed skanky pundit. I don't know which was worse, her lame attempt at comedy or the crowd's approval. You decide. I do not advocate violence toward women in any way, shape or form. However, when I hear Ann Coulter speak I am consumed with a feeling best described in a line uttered by Kathleen Turner from the film The War Of The Roses, "When I look at you lately, I just want to smash your face in."



Side Note

Just because ESPN now has the rights to Arena Football doesn't mean that we should even slightly care about it. If you can stomach it, check out this nifty little sales job ESPN.com is running. Apparently, QB Raymond Philyaw had nice game this weekend. In other action the Dallas Desperados "slayed" the Dragons, who hail from some other city--60-7. I have no idea what any of that means either. There's your Arena League wrap-up for the year.