It would've drove my dad crazy. He couldn't replace anything unless it was worn down to nubs with electric tape holding it together. My dad learned how to type - slowly - on an electric typewriter. That's as technologically advanced as he got.
Me? I'm not that gadget-happy either, but that's because we're broke. When the old laptop that ran the old printer died around the same time Zuki completely tore the soles off his sneakers, well - I broke down and used our limited funds to get the kid new footwear. I could've gone to my favorite shop for shoes - the 99 cent store. Actually, I did and they only had Crocs knock-offs. THREE dollars - that's ridiculous.
So, I tried to get my new laptop to run the ancient printer. It took all...freaking...day. And I got nothing. It won't even see it - like No way - talk to the hand!
I have to thank "Geek Girl," Cheryl for her advice (and check out her blog, by the way). In the end, I managed to get our printer going by hooking it up to the Mac computer we purchased the year Zuki was born. In other words, it's a dinosaur. A functional dinosaur. Like Mick Jagger.
This footage shows all the old equipment we got rid of over the years. It's a musical. Samu's rendition of "Twinkle Twinkle" - it has a violent ending.