Collateral Bloggage

Sometimes it stinks having a name starting with ‘S’.  For instance, when I announce myself on an audio conference, how do I do it?  “Hi, this is Seth.”  On an audio bridge, with requisite static included, I believe it comes across as, “High Dishes Ed.”

Admittedly, I’m a bit of a mumbler, but I really try to put extra diction into my announcement.

For somebody who has vivid memories of speech therapy for a lisp, this causes trauma.  I hear myself saying, “Hi, thithitheth.”  And what kind of cruel person put an ’s’ in “lisp?”  What’s up with that?

On the other hand, face-to-face meetings are lousy in virtually every other way, so I’ll endure my own self-consciousness.

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I’ve always been a fan of Brad Lidge.  I liked him when he pitched for the Astros, and I like him now that he’s with the Phillies.  His slider is a creature of legend, and I have no idea how anybody ever gets a bat on it.  Now I like him even more, because I’ve learned that he’s a Christian and is working toward a degree in Religious Studies.  I just thought that was cool.

Oh, and last night’s game was an old-fashioned whuppin’, with even the Joe Blanton, the Phillies’ pitcher, going deep.  That’s not something you see every day.  In fact, it’d been 34 years since a pitcher did that in the Series.  That’s super extra cool.

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With Ethan’s soccer coach out of town, the team was stuck with Coach Seth.  The game goes by really fast when you’re constantly thinking about who should get subbed in where and when.  I think the team lost by more than usual with me at the helm.  In my defense, we were missing our best player…

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This one goes out to all my Alaska relations.  October is eat-your-heart-out time down here.  It’s been clear and sunny for a week or so, with highs in the 60s.  Yeah.  Just thought you’d like to know.