Hello I am a west sider,

I am not a 7-11 employee, a pump jockey or a Berry Farm picker.

I don't live on 22nd in the big yellow house with the big XXX on the side though I am a member.

I don't know Suzie, Tony or Cliff, but I have probably run into them at Dublins I believe in 24 hour bingo halls, not like that Hoyty-toyty Xanadu

We don't have the Granary, Lydia's or Amigo's, we have Bridges, the Black Sambuca and Riddlers'.

20th street is a cultural mecca whose diversity is only outdone by the amount of business at its KFC .

I think that Kelsey is a noble institution because it is beside an armory with a really big kick ass tank in front of it.

The mullet is an art form carefully forged under the hockey helmets of Saskatchewan youth, but perfected in the Jiffy-lube.

The Money mart cash advance is much more fiscally responsible than the "3 bucks on a Hund" and all ball caps should contain some mesh.

Cross walks are for 8th street and Yes, it is less confusing when all the streets are named after the letters of the alphabet, well 24 of them anyways.

There are tracks but I don't think I am on the wrong side.

There is nothing quite like the waft from the meat packing plant on an early spring morning.

The great triumvirate will always be Riley's, Showgirls and the Long branch.

There is no limit to the number of bars that can open and close in the Warehouse and Great Canadian Super Bar buildings.

The Great Buffet of China has the best garbage bins in Saskatoon.

And no we can't figure out either why they moved Martini's to the old Husky Diner on Idylwyld and 22nd.

The Westside is the last thing you see before you move to Calgary, the home to the Saskatoon Transit Garage and the First Nation.

I AM A WEST SIDER.