I am a techno-beast.
I am, as we speak, on the couch in housepants. I figured it out - downloaded software from a work 'puter, burned a CD, brought it home, popped it in, gnashed teeth, pulled hair, called the new 'puter unkind names, now here I am.
I sacrificed my dinner of Tombstone pizza to do it, but I am officially online at home. Suck it, Motorola.