{"id":2035,"date":"2000-10-20T14:16:52","date_gmt":"2000-10-20T14:16:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/vu2057.freddie.1984.is\/siggimustest\/?page_id=2035"},"modified":"2009-02-28T14:46:09","modified_gmt":"2009-02-28T14:46:09","slug":"the-globe-siggimus","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/writing\/newsletters\/the-globe-siggimus\/","title":{"rendered":"the globe &#038; siggimus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"strong\">ekstra! ekstra!<br \/>\nread all about it!!<\/p>\n<p>while siggimus is still battling the trauma following doing time in a latvian  hospital, he can still recover a bit to send out a wee message &amp; assure the  world of his continued being<\/p>\n<h1>this issue:<\/h1>\n<p>-3 days in latvian hospital (shudder!)<br \/>\n-riga&#8217;s  underground nightlife\/swimming with the big sharks<br \/>\n-important  announcement!<\/p>\n<h2>three days in a latvian hospital<\/h2>\n<p>in an extremely characteristic spasmodic fit of investigative journalism,  siggimus recently took it upon himself to have a close look at latvian health  care<\/p>\n<p>from the inside<\/p>\n<p>he promptly smote himself with a cramp in the siggimus neck &amp; called for  an ambulance. doctor has a wee look, asks a few questions, &amp; pokes siggimus  with a humongous needle, inserting 20 ml of traumodol into a aching  siggimus<br \/>\nsiggimus breaks into a wide grin<\/p>\n<p>siggimus is ambulated to gailezers hospital for closer look. nobody  understands siggimus when siggimus asks for straight-jacket. siggimus lifted to  8th floor, &amp; parked in neurology department<\/p>\n<p>siggimus gets more drugs. via iv &amp; butt. enquiries in latvian into what  is being pumped into siggimus by the litre result in answers such as &#8216;medicine&#8217;  &amp; &#8216;no hurt&#8217; by a nursing staff that lost practically all its megababity as  the initial drug haze wore off<\/p>\n<p>like the mouse he actually is, siggimus is subjected to all kinds of tests  &amp; experiments &amp; probes &amp; other fun things. there is kardiograms,  rentgens, ultrasaunds, some more rentgens, &amp; every few hours someone comes  &amp; tells siggimus to watch his\/her fingers while he\/she pokes the siggimus  fingers &amp; toes with needles<br \/>\nsharp &amp; pointy needles<\/p>\n<p>being a foreign &amp; a siggimus, siggimus was stored in a small room with  only three beds. the room had what looked like a private private, although  siggimus never figured out where that other door led&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>being a prudish siggimus, siggimus only used his private toilet for no. 1s.  it wasn&#8217;t so much because of the newspaper clippings serving the purpose of tp,  but rather the considerable lack of soap &amp; drying equipment adjacent to the  sink<\/p>\n<p>fortunately siggimus didn&#8217;t need to hold in all his no. 2s for three days.<br \/>\nhe discovered a glorious &amp; shiny bathroom on the second floor on one of  his excursions around the maze that is gailezers hospital. it didn&#8217;t even cost  that much &amp; was situated close to a smallish shop where siggimus went to  stock up on water &amp; life-sustaining food<\/p>\n<p>not that the grub was anything to complain about, really. alternating between  delicious oatmeal porridge with a glue-ish texture, &amp; rice pudding for  breakfast &amp; dinner, a large chunk of butter on the side, &amp; a slice of  both white &amp; black bread. for lunch there was something stewy, or boiled  chicken. &amp; if that was supposed to be coffee, siggimus has a complaint or  two, but if it wasn&#8217;t, he hasn&#8217;t<\/p>\n<p>only once did siggimus make the near fatal mistake of taking his vigilant  eyes of his designated spoon, the sole implement for shovelling porridge &amp;  boiled chicken (not that much bone&#8230; really!) into siggimus<\/p>\n<p>on the verge of tears, contemplating suicide &amp; how a slice of white bread  would fare as a porridge shovel, siggimus is saved in the nick of time, when his  elderly but nonetheless resourceful neighbour\/roommate comes to the rescue. he  disappears for a few minutes, returning with another 30-year-old aluminium spoon  for siggimus. while grateful, siggimus wondered whether blood was spilled. he  still has nightmares in which the old man pushes over a weakly, but still kind,  old woman, kicking her around a bit before wrenching the precious spoon out of  her hands<\/p>\n<p>siggimus&#8217; bed didn&#8217;t give siggimus any considerable trouble sleeping until  the third night. &amp; siggimus knows that hard surfaces are supposed to be good  for your back<\/p>\n<p>the blanket kept siggimus warm enough when he wasn&#8217;t being iv&#8217;d with litres  of cold &#8216;medicine&#8217; &amp; &#8216;no hurt&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>siggimus is not given to complaining about the various hardships that the  gods see fit to regularly bestow upon him, but if his arms were twisted in a  rough manner until it hurt a bit, he might be tempted to mention lack of  entertainment<\/p>\n<p>being stuck in a hospital for 65 hours with last week&#8217;s issue of the baltic  times, all of which he read before publication, &amp; the economist, siggimus  found himself reading the economist with hitherto unknown fervour<\/p>\n<p>having run out of economist (even the ads are fascinating!), siggimus was  back to passing time with watching &#8216;medicine&#8217; &amp; &#8216;no hurt&#8217; drip into his  slowly cooling arm. this event came to be regarded as the equivalent of  christmas: it occurred fairly regularly &amp; either the last one was being  dreamt about or the next one anticipated in a childish manner<\/p>\n<p>when discharged, siggimus was presented with a bill for 59,78 lats; a  multitude of x-rays starring his neck; &amp; a letter of diagnosis stating that  there was a lack of proper diagnosis<\/p>\n<p>but then again, the letter was in latvian, so it didn&#8217;t matter much&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>ever since, siggimus has unfruitfully sought a t-shirt with the inscription  &#8216;siggimus spent three days in hospital &amp; survived!!&#8217;<br \/>\nas to possible  reasons for the lack of such t-shirts, your guess is as good as siggimuses<\/p>\n<h2>swimming with the other big sharks<\/h2>\n<p>during a recent night on the town with his colleagues, siggimus (in another  convulsive fit of i.j. now, that&#8217;s impressive, eh?) decided to dive to the  bottom of the muddy puddle that is latvian nightlife, in an attempt to seek out  the seedy undergrowth. the gooey stuff that is usually hidden from financially  challenged siggimuses such as himself<\/p>\n<p>siggimus &amp; colleagues, warm up with a little ale &amp; talk of their  colleagues&#8217; ineptitude. when the establishment ceases to serve the remaining  siggimus &amp; colleagues; maiks kungs &amp; antra &amp; siggimus, siggimus,  antra &amp; maiks kungs take their business elsewhere, across the street<\/p>\n<p>having gotten duly pissed, m.k. suggests siggimus &amp; colleagues take their  business even elsewherer. he hypnotises siggimus &amp; a. with tales of free  beverages. yes, ladies &amp; gentleman!! gratis beer!<\/p>\n<p>incredulous, siggimus &amp; a. decide to nevertheless investigate<\/p>\n<p>m.k. leads siggimus &amp; a. across the desert to the promised land, parting  a sea or two on the way for dramatic effect<\/p>\n<p>siggimus, m.k. &amp; a. enter the pearly gates &amp; hand over outdoor  clothing &amp; firearms before squeezing through the needle-eye of a metal  detector &amp; ascending the stairs to heaven<\/p>\n<p>siggimus &amp; m.k. make good use of the l.b.r. before advancing into the  many-splendour&#8217;d hall, finding it close to empty. around 5 sullen individuals  trying their luck at various tables<\/p>\n<p>while m.k. musters up a bit of courage &amp; wonders how this thing works,  siggimus &amp; a. put the &#8216;gratis beer&#8217; theory to a test<\/p>\n<p>the mechanical waitress does not, indeed, ask for payment when she hands over  a glass of bubbly water w\/ a slice of lemon (a.) &amp; the smallest beer  (siggimus) siggimus has ever been witness to. she did scribble something on a  piece of paper for future reference, though<\/p>\n<p>meanwhilst, m.k. has taken position at a table w\/ a green cloth w\/ squares  on, &amp; in a record 7,3 minutes m.k.&#8217;s dearly beloved 10 lats change  ownership. the dealer, who clearly has the upper hand as it looked very much  like he had done this sort of thing before, does not show much joy at the  occasion, nor does he show much that could be mistaken for an emotion when  siggimus sees fit to part with 10 of his hard-earned lats or later when siggimus  donates 5 not-quite-as-hard-earned lats to the many-splendour&#8217;dness of kasinos  latvija<\/p>\n<p>professional though he was, the dealer did come inexcusably close to  exhibiting an emotion when the siggimus minuscule beer toppled to celebrate what  siggimus momentarily mistook for a winning streak<\/p>\n<p>in a sympathetic fit of passion, m.k. decides that 5 more of his lats are  better of with a new owner, before turning to the bar for some of that &#8216;gratis  beer&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>feeling ever so slightly invisible, m.k. finally manages to catch the robotic  waitress&#8217; attention &amp; ask for a beer<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;the bar is only for players&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>after a few seconds of digesting this, m.k. takes to thanking her heartily,  if ever so loudly, for correcting any mistaken notion he might have been  harbouring under that he was, indeed, a player<\/p>\n<p>siggimus, m.k. &amp; a. vote unanimously for exodus, hollering insincere,  ironic, &amp; last but not least, hollow thank yous to all &amp; sundry on their  way<\/p>\n<p>passing through the pearly metal detector gate seems not to be accompanied  with quite the same amount of pleasure when travelling in this direction as the  other<\/p>\n<p>a smallish, but nevertheless determined, man followed siggimus, m.k. &amp; a.  at a distance, undoubtedly to make sure they came to no harm on their  journey<\/p>\n<p>upon exit, further rejoicing ensues when siggimus, m.k. &amp; a. discover  that their plentyfulness of money is about to be further de-plentied in the  taksicabs needed to bring all our heroes to their beds<\/p>\n<h2>important announcement!<\/h2>\n<p>on the 26th of october some years ago it came to pass that a siggimus was  born. this siggimus later turned out to be the one &amp; only siggimus you have  all come to know &amp; love so heartily<\/p>\n<p>to celebrate this holy event that took place way back in the dark ages when  nobody knew what a siggimus was, &amp; the progress the siggimuses of the world  have since made, moving from utter obscurity &amp; destitution to intergalactic  fame &amp; fortune, siggimus bids you to join him in an insane bout of drunken  debauchery at paddy whelan&#8217;s, riga, latvia at approximately 20.00 sgt  (siggimus&amp;gvidotime), lasting as long as there is anything to drink or  debauch<\/p>\n<p>should you find yourself unable to attend, you will unfortunately find  yourself acquainted with the infamous curse of siggimus, causing you to be  smitten (smoted?) by country music whenever you least expect it &amp; are at  your most defenseless<\/p>\n<p>lest, of course, you devote 7 minutes of your life to siggimus&#8217; well-being on  the day in question, preferably in the vicinity of a freshly baked betty crocker  chocolate cake, decorated with emm&amp;emms, to be sacrificed in siggimus&#8217; name.  some spunk &amp; large amounts of beer will suffice for the same purpose<\/p>\n<p>fireworks and\/or spontaneous outbursts of song &amp; dance are not  compulsory, but as always a welcome gesture<\/p>\n<p>to book appointments with hms siggimus, call +371 9 299 814, &amp;            ask for his royal siggimusness <strong>[any reference to the utter uselessness            of this phonenumber would by this time be kinda ridiculous, right?]<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ekstra! ekstra! read all about it!! while siggimus is still battling the trauma following doing time in a latvian hospital, he can still recover a bit to send out a wee message &amp; assure the world of his continued being this issue: -3 days in latvian hospital (shudder!) -riga&#8217;s underground nightlife\/swimming with the big sharks [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"parent":2017,"menu_order":7,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2035","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/PcQPg2-wP","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2035","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2035"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2035\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2065,"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2035\/revisions\/2065"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2017"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/siggimus.com\/siggimus\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2035"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}