It's 11:00am and I haven't gotten out of bed yet. Well, I did get up to go to the bathroom, but that was only because I had to. I simply must invest in adult diapers for Sunday mornings (and to think I was embarrassed to buy toilet paper).
Last night my trusty photo scanner broke. It was old and slow, so I suppose I should be okay with the situation... but it was a bummer to have to spend all morning trying to decide on a new one. I think I have it narrowed down to a cheap-ass Epson, because I couldn't find what I really want, which is a tabloid (11" X 17") scanner.
The entire ordeal started when I went to sort through my photo negatives so I can get another batched scanned by DigMyPics. Eventually I realized that a large number of film negatives are missing. This means that a huge chunk of my life exists only on paper photos that are going to fade and fall apart. This is not okay.
If the pictures are gone, how can I see what I looked like 20 years ago at Expo 86?
Or remember how beautiful a Maui beach is at sunset back when it wasn't jammed with people?
Sure photo scans are not as good as having the film negatives scanned directly, but I guess I have the memories to go with them, so it's better than nothing. I wish I could go back in time and hand myself a digital camera.
Okay, time to eat a Pop-Tart for breakfast...
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That’s a nice bonnet of hair you’ve got there, Dave 🙂
Good GOD! That hair!!!!! Bwaaahahahahaha!
Don’t forget the pierogies later, k?
Gee… I really hope you are joking about the first pic… 😉
I keep looking at my photo box and thinking I must spend some time scanning them, purely so there will be a version of them about should anything happen… BUt, oh the effort involved… Makes me want to be on that beach…
Wow, that Maui photo is spectacular. You’re right, a scan is better than nothing. One of my greatest photos is of me and Ozzy Osbourne and it’s a Poloroid shot!
While you’re handing yourself a digital camera, you may also want to take the flobie away … just sayin…
That bowl haircut, Dave… :::shudder:::
And I love the Maui picture. I’m envious.
What a great sunset and what a fab Jennifer Love Hewitt hair do!
Stop it with the Pop Tarts already!!! You’re killing me with that.
Holy Abomination of all that is good and holy!!
What is that hair??
I saw THE most amazing sunset last year while sitting on a beach in Cape Cod waiting for the fireworks display to start. And you know what? I had forgotten to bring a camera.
I’m going to go cry now.
Awwwww. I LIKE the hair, Dave. It just longs to be mussed.
I was just talking about that with some friends of mine the other day… how many memories are lost forever because 1) nobody even had a picture phone, 2) nobody could tell if the pictures even came out until the film was processed.
Nice camera strap.
i was 16 in ’86. bowl haircuts were da bomb!
okay…not really. sorry, Dave.
Hmmm… in 1986 I was… um… 33.
That’s kind of an “Ouch” – but I DIDN’T have a bowl on my head….
Hmmm… I think that it must be the angle, because I never had a “bowl cut”. I am photographing somebody sitting down, so you are seeing more of the top of my head that usual…
The actual horror is far worse…
Did you have to get out of bed to get the Pop Tarts?
These photos clearly demonstrate you were very fashion forward-Daisy Dukes before the year 2000.
No, Dave, the reality is far less frightening than the bowl cut we were all picturing. In fact, you were quite the cutie in your little sexxayy running shorts. 😉
In ’86 I was . . . in first grade.
Ok, the pictures in the comments are of typical 1986 hair….I’ll give you that.
However, I did not think there could be a worse horror than bowl cuts…well, maybe mullets….or a combination mullet/bowl cut….or maybe THIS guy:
http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/
But…it appears I was wrong….
WHAT IS UP WITH THOSE SHORTS??? 🙂
Oh God Adena, there’s no “percent gay” high enough for that Peter Pan guy! Thanks for the laugh.
Yes, do you still have the bowl that went with the haircut? I do like the pic of you holding the camera on the beach with the oh so serious slightly pouty, “darn it, that I couldn’t go to vietnam and live the true life of the war journalist”, look.
Rabbit’s comment just made me feel REALLY old.
Oh Adena, that link is frightening–there should be a disclaimer.
Dave, you are a brave man for posting old pictures of yourself. I have my 80s perm pictures locked away, safe and sound.
What a coincidence that you should write about this subject. For the past three days, I’ve been looking for a packet of photos from August 2002. I can’t find it ANYWHERE. These are photos that are especially irreplaceable, and I’m sick with worry. All I can think is, if only I’d scanned them into my digital library.
Thanks, Adena. Look what you made me do.
Ummm… yeah. Somehow it seems to work on Cartoon Dave more than it does on a real person. 😛
My parents had season tickets to Expo 86, so we went a few times. I was really young (younger than Rabbit), and I thought Expo 86 was like Disneyland. A year later, I asked my parents why we never went anymore and was sooooo disappointed when they told me it didn’t exist. My little world crashed down around me…