Moving into the... er, twentieth century

Last night John and I spent $20 and the better part of an hour at Kinko's, sending a fax for his work. Today, after we found out that the fax hadn't actually gone through, we went to Office Depot and bought a fax machine. (Technically speaking, it's a "multipurpose" machine because it turns out that it cost the same as a fax machine but it can do much more, so we opted for the neater toy.) We reasoned that if we had to fax too many more things, it would actually save us some cash to just buy the machine ourselves. So now you can fax us something, if you like. I'd just better not see any butt cheeks coming across. You know who you are...