As a graduation gift when I finished my undergraduate degree, my parents decided to buy me a photo printer. Being my parents they read all the reviews and picked the best one. Apparently best also meant honking huge because this thing is a beast. Four years later I've rarely used it for printing photos (though it did come in handy for those wedding thank you cards) though it does some great black and white emails. At the rental house, our office didn't really have a good place to put it, so it sat on the floor. Where we tried (really hard) not to kick it. Once we moved it, again, sat on the floor. Finally when we pulled the rec room together I pulled over a small side table and voila! a printer stand. The only downside is the printer doesn't fit on the bottom (too wide to fit between the legs) and if you don't have the little paper catcher thingy (technical term for ya there) pulled out the print outs (of emails and recipes and advance movie tickets) fly gracefully for the air before woosh! settling to the floor. If we could somehow set up timed and queued print jobs this has the potential to be the best cat toy ever.
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