Just Buy Another Idol, Indy

Yeah, I’m sure you’re thinking ‘whoa… a blog post about buying a printer. How sad. Sad sad sad. No, what’s ‘sad’ is the fact that since January 2005, we’ve been living without a printer at home. That’s meant that any and every time we’ve needed to print something out, it’s had to happen at work, requiring the mailing of a file and printing/retrieval during a hectic work day. It’s just ‘one more straw’ I’ve removed from the camel’s back. Although we do still ‘own’ our previous printer, it’s not only an older serial-port based printer that required an ethernet bridge in order to work, it’s also totally, completely and undeniably lost. I dug through boxes in EDH and here in Saratoga, more than once, and I can’t tell you how frustrating it’s been to know it’s ‘out there’ but not know where. Our garage looks like the closing scene of ‘Raiders of the Lost Ark’, and I’ve spent enough time trying to claw through spider webs, dodging falling milk crates and spelunking into box upon box to come up empty-handed. I give up. When I find it I’ll sell it. Meanwhile, I’ve bought a replacement.