My aunt Ruth sent a bunch of wonderful slides for my parents’ anniversary, and I wanted to incorporate them into a movie. I needed a slide scanner, though, and didn’t have time to go buy one. In a quick internet search I found a diagram for making a low-tech slide scanner attachment out of paper. The article had a bunch of text that I didn’t want to read. “Perfect!” I said, and commenced making a paper tent without reading any directions, or printing their template.
How hard could it be?
Draw, draw. Fold, fold.
The first one was a disaster, but the second one was better.
I dug out our scanner from under the guest bed, plugged it in, opened it up to try out my slide tent and saw…..
Um. I have a slide scanner.
Good grief.
By the way, I tested my homemade doo-dad. It did not work. I really should start reading that pesky text.
Heh. I hate it when there are extra bells and whistles on stuff I want to buy… until I need it.
Are we relation? Because I say “That’ll do, pig” and “Great googly moogly” all the time.
I don’t get the whole paper triangle = a scanner thing…so is it possible to make a fax machine for my house out of some construction paper…maybe in an octogon shape????
I say Great googly moogly too! AND I say the pig one too…but I apparently had it wrong because I say, “That’ll do little pig, that’ll do.”
Where does the “That’ll do, pig” come from? Is the pig supposed to be an insult, or does it refer to something else?
The movie, Babe. Pig thinks he’s a dog…good flick for all ages.
He’s some pig. No, wait, that’s Wilbur from Charlotte’s Web.
Babe is the best….ever!