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.