Post-vacation blues

I am at a cross here. I just got back from St. Louis with two of the other three mopes and I am feeling a little odd. On one hand, I was ready to get back because my liver was in complete shock when I introduced it, to from what I can count, about 40 or so alcoholic products which included a large portion of Anheuser Busch beverages. I loved St. Louis but boy did I hate that Budweiser owns the f'ing town. Trying to find a Miller Lite was like the US soccer team trying to find a goal in the World Cup. It was terrible. I had to give in to the Bud products if I wanted to maintain any form of drunkenness. Nevertheless, I had a blast. We hit some of the major sites such as the Anheuser-Busch brewery, Busch Stadium, the Arch and, of course, the casino. All that squeezed into just two days along with drunken debauchery makes for a rough weekend. On the other hand I had to go back to work. The other slaves and I had great conversations about the weekend and how we all hated our jobs. The only positive thing I have to look forward to is that in just four short weeks we will be traveling to South Bend, Indiana to see the greatness of the Notre Dame Fighting Irish beat up on some Nittany Lions. So for now, I will continue to have random thoughts of wrapping my lips around the open end of a loaded double barrel shotgun on the way to work while, at the same time, waiting patiently for my trip to the Bend.