It's Official,We're Cursed

Driving from Denver to Kansas City took quite a while but we were determined to get to St. Louis so we could do some fun stuff on Wednesday. First stop was the arch. For a cool 8 bucks you can ride up to the top of the damn thing and look out of these little portals at the St Louis skyline on one side or the Mississippi River on the other. More exciting than the view is the actual ride up. That is if riding in the emergency excape pod that C3PO and R2D2 use in Star Wars is your idea of exciting. They cram five people in a circle in a tiny pod, your knees touch in the center and your head is touching the top of the craft. It takes a few minutes for the row of 8 pods to lurch up the arch so if you're claustophobic this is not your best bet.



After that we walked over to the St. Louis Cardinals / Chicago Cubs baseball game. This game is a pretty big deal around here, as well as in the baseball world, and the game was packed. A healthy contingent of Cubs fans came down from Chicago to get beat up and get yelled at which was nice of them because it added a new entertaining element to the game. Speaking of the game it was a dooozey. 10-9 with a bunch of lead changes and exciting plays. Aside from being served toasted ravioli with meat despite repeatedly qestioning the content we couldn't have asked for a better night at the ballpark.



We needed a day like this, two satisfied and happy brand ambassadors we were as we walked the six blocks back to our hotel. One ambassador was actually quoted as saying "This day was aaaaalllright."

And it was, until we stopped in our vehicle parked behind the hotel (no safe garages for this 16 foot trailer). The back window was smashed out in our replacement rental truck!!! Yes, this put another cloud on our otherwise satisfying day. It could have been worse we suppose, we had taken the laptop and our bags into the hotel room so they were secure. What was taken though was about 100 of Boom's prized CD's and a pair of his uniform NB running shoes. My CD case was left in the car in plain view which is yet another testament to bad tase I suppose.

Maybe this'll be the nail in the coffin for the crew. Somehow I doubt we'll get off the hook that easy though. We are meant to suffer for the full term of 3 months for some past sins that we can't figure out.

The only saving grace for the team was some drunken craziness out in the streets of Saint Lewwy following our grim discovery. We saw a drunken street brawl between a group of 7 or so dutes but it was impossible to tell who was against who and for that matter who was winning. My favorite part was when all the dutes got on a big yellow school bus after it was all over and drove off.

Back in the hotel we found a poor guy on our floor caring for his two fallen buddies who were laid out in the hallway. Dute ..1 turned 21 and completely passed out with a bloody scraped up face and a awful lot of pee in his jeans. He must have had a good time though because he was smiling. Dute .. 2 was also out of commission and we heard from the third and most sober dute that he was babysitting his buddies but he had no idea what room they are staying in and he can't get any info out of them. They had gotten mugged by four other dutes earlier during which his drunk buddies were talkin trash and making the situation considerably worse. They may still be out there in the hallway because babysitter dute was ready to get out of dodge (we had seen this crew 2 hours earlier and believe me, dute ..3 had a long night).

We finsished off the night with a comlimentary bag of hotel popcorn while compiling a chicken scratched list of missing CD's on the off chance that the company insurance policy will be able to conpensate for our losses. Our luck changes in Nashville.