A couple of weeks ago our scanner/printer died. Actually, it still scanned fine but the printer part of it became dysfunctional. We were in the market for a new printer/scanner/bla/bla and bought one.
I thought we did our homework and based on our needs made a wise choice. Then I tried to scan a page from a oversize hardbound book. On our new printer/scanner/bla/bla it is impossible to scan a picture of a page of a hardbound book. The problem is the page of the book not being scanned has to hang over the side of the plate glass being scanned. On this model, there is a little monitor on the side that of the contraption that allows you to communicate your wants and needs by touch selection. The only problem the little monitor rises higher than the scanning plate. Thus, you cannot lay a book of any size down flat, which screws up your quality.
Damn! I thought we were stuck with our new scanner and would have to figure how to work around its problem. Then our son Rocky, not knowing our scanning problem, gave Anna a hand held scanner for her birthday.
You know, sometimes it is just plain eerie how problems work themselves out.