15 May 08 Slide Scanner
Almost thirty years ago, when I was knee high to a grasshopper, I made the decision to mostly use transparency film instead of negatives.
They would take up less space, and there would be no negatives to lose or get damaged, and there would be less of a storage problem with boxes of slides than there would be with shelves full of albums.
Also I was left my Grandparents collection of color slides taken in Singapore in the mid 1960′s.
I’m keen to get all these digitized sooner rather than later, as time doesn’t do them any favors.
I’m looking to get a slide scanner to do the job. I am thinking of buying one, perhaps even a good quality used one; doing the job, and then reselling it. I think that might be the most cost effective way to go. I’m not likely to suddenly acquire more slides or negatives so I see no further use for such equipment one the task is complete.
So, does anyone have any recommendations that they care to offer my way; better yet, anyone got a good quailty slide scanner for sale, or even to borrow?
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02 Apr 08 A Question
It’s early here. Well, it’s early enough for me. It’s 7.45am. I’ve been up about an hour and a quarter. I’ll confess that it’s earlier than usual. I’m not a morning person. I’m sitting here now, feeling tired but not sleepy.
Coffee doesn’t work. I enjoy my morning coffee, but it doesn’t wake me up in the morning, any more than it keeps me awake at night. I always feel tired in the mornings; wide awake at bedtime.
Still, I’m not one for laying in bed all day. I’m not some kind of early morning hero that needs to boast how early I rise, but I do think that laying in until noon is such a waste of a day – unless one is unwell of course.
It’s a nice morning out there today, I can see the sun shining through the slats of the still-closed blind. That’s better, I’ve opened it. I can hear the crickets outside. They’re really quite loud, particularly as I have the door open too. It’s already 67F outside.
While I’m typing this, I’m eating a bowl of cold oatmeal. Why? Well, I’m trying to be good and eat breakfast (which is the one time of day I’m not hungry), and trying to make it a healthy breakfast at that. It’s not that I dislike oatmeal, but somehow, just somehow, corned beef hash, or bacon, eggs and grits would somehow be more appetising.
Now, I’m back with a refilled coffee cup. I’m pretty good with my coffee intake really I think. There’s about another 3 mug fulls in the pot, and once that’s gone, I’ll drink water for the rest of the afternoon. I might have a cold beer, come this evening; then again I might not. It depends how the mood takes me.
At least I know where to find a cold beer. It’s always in the refrigerator. Unlike some other items I care to mention, such as car keys, or my wallet, or cellphone or glasses.
Which, dear reader, brings me to the title of this article, a question.
Why can I not remember where I put my cellphone, but I never forget my grandparents telephone number of the house they moved from in 1978? Why do I “lose” the car keys, but I can drive from here to Atlanta through the back roads without thinking about it? And, why, do I remember how much a loaf of bread cost at the local bakers when I was a kid, but I’ll forget to buy some when I go to the supermarket?
Your answers are welcome, but don’t forget to remind me what the question was. I’ll probably have forgotten by the middle of this afternoon.
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