There's been an item on my mental 'to-do' list for awhile now, prolly since I broke my ankle.
Scanning all my old photos.
Actually I guess what really prompted me to finally tackling the task was this:
About a month back I developed the last two rolls of film that I had laying around. Now that I own a digital camera, I intend for those to be the last two rolls of film I ever take. They're from 2 Halloweens ago when I didn't dress up as anything. Eric was later-years Elvis, Chris was Dapper and Abe was a Sad Hobo.
I tried reinstalling the scanner I bought for my poetry redux project and after some frustrating research online, found out that there are no Vista drivers for said scanner. So, I've been going to my mom's place to use one of her Windows XP machines to complete the task.
What I thought might be a 1-2 day project has so far stretched into 3 days (probably more like 120 hours, if you include the cropping and rotating). As I tackled removing all the photos from their albums, it slowly dawned on me that I have a shit-ton of photos. I thought I had, oh, maybe 300 photos... I think it's more like 500-600. That's good in one way, I have many more memories that I remember having. But damn... talk about ever-receding horizons.
It's been keeping me busy tho and it's been a good time catching up with mom while I scan.
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