30 May 2008

Fun with an Empty Bag


I thought I'd share a picture of my youngest wearing a paper bag that formerly contained some parts for a motorcycle. While examining this picture, I noticed that my oldest left his skateboard leaning against my heirloom, a '64 Ford truck, which is a cardinal sin in our household. This picture is probably six months old by now so I guess the statute of limitations has run out on this offense, lucky for him.
There are some very slick things that can be done with this blog service and I'm just trying to figure it all out. It is past time for me to go to bed though, so I had better stop playing with this thing.

29 May 2008

I'm Just A Phone Guy

I was one of those kids in literature class in high school whose head would spin off of their shoulders when trying to answer those ridiculous questions at the end of a story like Beowulf. I barely understood the story and the questions seemed to be unrelated to what I had just read. Sometimes, I thought I had nailed the answer and was quite proud of myself until our teacher marked me down to half credit for my answer. I guess I'm operating with half a brain because the side that is supposed to process art and literature didn't quite kick in for me.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be typing and posting my thoughts and ramblings on a virtual public bulletin board. The idea is intriguing. This forces me to grow in an area I've never been particularly good at. I will also get to learn how to use this goofy computer a little better. I spend my days working for Ma Bell repairing internet circuits and sorting out technical glitches, and I've told my customers when asked that I have no time for computers at home because I'm too busy trying to fix everyone else's problems. I still don't have time, but I thought I'd try it anyway.
Hopefully, I will not embarrass my former high school English teacher. She did her best and considering what she had to work with, well, at least I can read. So, Mrs. A, thanks for all of the tools you gave me, I'll try to remember them all. They are all I have since I dropped out of English in college. If I can string together a coherent thought, then great. If not, then cut me some slack, I'm just a phone guy.