UPS = 8, Me = 1

UPS drivers are normally ridiculous for the game that they play in trying to drop the box, ring the doorbell, run back to the truck, and drive away before you can even get to the door.  It’s like spotting the Loch Ness monster or Bigfoot to catch one before they drive off.  Well, with the Christmas holiday right around the corner, they have upped their game.  They are now traveling in pairs…a driver and a runner.  When they are at the house next door, the runner leaps out of the truck and runs up to the house.  All the while, the driver keeps the truck rolling by.  When the runner has done his or her drop and ring, he or she sprints back to the moving truck, hops in, and away they go.

Well, today, I heard the bell ring, and I took off into the bonus room next door.  It has windows that overlook the street.  I got there just in time to catch the runner jumping back in the truck before they raced off around the corner.  I got you UPS!  Score one for me.

Scottish Me

So, you know how when you hear your voice on a recording, you sound differently than you do to your own “ears”?  Medically speaking, this is because you aren’t normally hearing your voice with your ears.  You’re hearing it through the vibrations traveling through your jawbone up to your ear bones.  So, you’re technically hearing a purer version of yourself than everyone else is, because they’re getting the distorted version of your voice…the voice that has had to travel through the air; through pollution, and molecules, and other people’s voices floating in the way.

Well, a while back, I was recording myself singing, because I wanted to see if I sounded as good to everyone else as I do to me.  Which was a great big, fat “negative, Ghost Rider.”  I vowed never to sing again.  This commitment lasted all of about 20 min, when I decided that it was probably more practical to not record me singing anymore.

Well, today, I took it a step further.  I was sitting here wondering if me doing an accent or impersonation actually sounded differently to everyone else as well.  And you know what?  IT DOES!  If the recording is anything to go by, then I, in fact, sound even better doing an accent to everyone else!  You’re welcome. 

My Scottish voice sounded better on the recording than it did to my own ear bones.  I thought I was authentic.  I may never speak in a normal voice again.  Then again, maybe I’ll try other accents and see how those go.  I might be onto something here!