We may be the last house in North America, but we finally got a scanner. (Jeff would cringe at my calling us late adopters, but the fact is between perfectionism and procrastination that is what we are. But in our heads? EARLY adopters, dude. Totally.)
My brain is buzzing with all the new things I can share now. 1970s baby pictures! Eighties awkward adolescent bad fashion pictures! Maybe I will even draw you a PICTURE! I can hardly stand it.
Here is the very tame, proof-of-concept warmup to the Whopping Cornbread Scanner Era. Are you ready? It's a New Yorker cartoon. Jeff is all, you have to put this on your blog. The guy? That's me (Jeff really loves me, he thinks that I am famous). The girl? That's Jeff. Or my dissertation committee.