Neanderpundit

I have looked longingly at my bushel basket full of SLR cameras (and others that I loved, once upon a time) and I am coming around to the idea of getting a decent digital SLR. I have always preferred the Nikon line to any others, just for the feel and lenses, but I can be convinced if there is something comparable at a SUBSTANTIAL savings. I’m looking at the Nikon D3100 and D5100, because it seems they will do any and all that a duffer like me will ever need. Any reccomendations?

Also, I have a bucket of old Nikon lenses and stuff, some of which I am told will (at least manually) work with the 3100 and 5100 series DSLRS.

based on the growth of the lawn where the dog shits, begin to market the dog shit as fertilizer. The rest of the yard is nasty but the circle around the dog chain is lush and grows five times as fast as the rest. I imagine that it is visible from space. I’mna start placing the dog shit in the dead patches, at the very least. And his urine seems to kill grubs. Maybe I can rent Max out to Jos Roozen for the “Garden Sense” show on WLS.

This weekend started with prom friday. The Oglet had a grand time, and when the fuck did I get so old?
Saturday morning, the Oglet has a fencing tournament- which she would have aced but for losing the thumbnail. She came back to the table and cried a bit, part from the throbbing pain, part from the disapointment.

She had had her nails done for the Prom, so they were thick and rigid, otherwise I don’t think this would have happened. She was in some distress but there isn’t anything anyone can do.

So she asked for some electrical tape, I put a piece of gauze over the nail so the tape wouldn’t stick there and be hard to remove, and wrapped it tight, and she went back and fenced the final bout. She did third despite being injured.

Saturday afternoon consisted mostly of chasing parts and putting a new power steering pump in the optometrist’s car.

Sunday was “Mow the damned lawn and get some more work done in the kitchen” day, and I installed another electrical outlet which allowed me to move the fridge, then moved the fridge, then hooked up the icemaker, then mowed the lawn, then good lord almighty am I tired. So I’m gonna put this in the hopper so you can listen to me bitch in the morning, and I’ma go to bed.