Canon CanoScan LiDE 400 code 2, 156,33

I’m pretty good at finding fixes for computer problems, but I give up on this one. Canon made a real piece of shit. Do not buy:
CanoScan LiDE 400

There are so many problems documented online with this flatbed scanner model, and Canon has done absolutely nothing about it except sometimes offer to trade in your faulty unit for another quite possibly faulty unit (but only if you live in the USA). I’m not going to link all of the problems I found because just searching the model name (LiDE 300 or LiDE 400) brings up:
A. Canon’s useless website and
B. Complaints about these products

Save yourself a headache and stay far, far away from these products.

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FULL ERROR TEXT FOR SEARCH ENGINES:
Cannot communicate with scanner for these reasons:
- Scanner is turned off.
- USB cable is connected.
- Canon scammed you.

Please check and try again.
Scanner driver will be closed.

Code:2, 156,33

Crown update

After our house and the Kujira got flooded, I needed wheels and bought the Triton pickup. I halfheartedly tried to sell it a while back, but we ended up using to haul stuff for student activities and whatnot. Having a pickup and a sedan turns out to be a lot more convenient than having two sedans, badassedness aside. So the Crown has been sitting at my mechanic’s place waiting for daddy to kick up funds for bodywork, paint, and fixing the flooded aircon… So yeah, it’s been almost 3 years, even though she’s always on my mind.

The registration has to be done before next March or it gets de-registered completely, which would mean something more permanent, so that’s not going to happen. So I’m thinking of getting the registration and taxes renewed, and the AC fixed, and getting her safe to be on the road, and just driving her again for a while. As is. Because even like this, she’s kinda badass in this ago of soulless EV plastic trash.

A few shorts from the past month

I regret nothing. Except accidentally washing my passport when I got back home from all the trips. We went to Pattaya and Phuket on separate trips to visit students interning at various hotels. Met a lot of cool people and saw a lot of crazy things.

I got what seemed to be food poisoning in Pattaya, possibly from a beloved plate of seafood rad na, but who knows? Food poisoning happens (for me, every five years or so), and the culprit is not always clear. I took off for the Phuket trip still feeling nauseous. On the plane from Don Muang to Phuket, we sat in back of a foreign family that smelled of a wet horse stall at a glue factory. They spoke French and slapped the shit out of their kid when she got scared at takeoff. I made up my mind, right then and there, to vomit on the back of the father’s head if I couldn’t keep it down. I kept turning greener and greener (as did the people around me), but held it down. But best believe I was standing up before we were fully stopped and running off that plane…

The adventures on road trips make life worth living.