08 September 2006

Scanner

The Dunne’s finally bought a scanner. Martha is more of a film photographer than digital photographer so it was an inevitable but long overdue purchase for the young family. I’ve spent the last few days scanning everything ((LINK), (LINK), (LINK), (LINK), (LINK), (LINK)) but the kitchen sink and my arse.

I even shelled out for the two year $10 warranty out of fear that the machine would implode mere months into its life at our house. Electronics have a nasty habit for breaking promises of longevity and loyal service. My iPod rolled over and died after only six months. I know it can be fixed but sometimes I just feel like putting it in a vise and ending the pain. Now it waits in purgatory until a time I see fit to take it to the Apple store at the mall. It’s having a good think about what it did.

1 comment:

  1. Be careful when scanning in your arse... I did it once and when I attempted to print the file, I received a message "File too large to print". It was the worst day of my life.

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