Id's the 1st

As usual I'm drawing a blank - Like most of the blanks that are trying to scribble their way off of my primitive white board they get filtered through my brain and my inability to communicate using the written word and thus become a grammatical mess and an editor's nightmare. (At least there is spell check). The blank is inability, fear, or the lack of attention that I gave every English teacher that I ever had. This blank could change the way we price tea in China if I could only get it to the surface but the surface is a place for surfing. I have never learned to surf. I have swam in the ocean and I have crawled out of it. Walked out of it but I already had legs when I went into it. That would explain why I was able to walk into and out of it. I have developed an uncanny ability to step into things that I ought not be stepping in. Most of the time the two step is done with my mouth ergo what has been stepped in hits the fan.