We have apparently topped 1,000 hits on the main page here at SIK Enterprises. Not too bad considering sagittarii.com had only reached about 450 hits after 8 months of existence (at which point it was shut down). So I must say thank you to all of those who must be checking this site on a regular basis! I appreciate your interest in all things SIK! 😉
Now that I’m done being punny, I’ll just move on, shall I? Well not that much has happened unforunately. Or perhaps fortunately. I’m sorry to report that Chris and Rosie have split up. It was a short relationship as such things go, but I thought it showed a lot of potential. Apparently I was wrong! All parties involved seem to be fine though. In fact I’m probably the most broken up over it (that’s what I get for living vicariously!).
Not much else is going on. I worked over the weekend and dealt with any number of issues at the pub including but certainly not limited to your usual assortment of drunks, beligerents, and even a couple of guys (presumably) snorting coke in the bathroom. All were dealt with using the patented Ash-o-matic “arms folded with an angry glare” (c) that seems to work so well. Which isn’t to say all has been roses there. I keep running into troubles in that the radios are pretty poor quality so the sound is garbled. Mix that with VERY heavy Scottish accents using slang I’ve never even heard of and my comprehension level goes way down. I feel like every conversation I have with anyone at the pub follows the pattern of them saying something. Me saying “What?” Them repeating themselves slowly as if for a child. Me saying “Oh, sure. OK.” Makes me feel like an idiot, but at least I’m constantly adding more slang to my continuing collection. And no, I can’t share it here. It’s all really dirty.
That’s about it for today. I’m gonna hang out with Sooz later on so that I can catch up with all the Glasgie gossip. I’ve just been out of the loop for entirely too long!
“Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Sip the Tiajuana …I wanna roam
Find the old town chillin fools then come back home”
~Kid Rock – “Cowboy”