- "2-ish acres" isn't a garden, it's a goddamn farm

That'd be a nice thing to aspire to in a few years... right now it just means we have room to expand the plot if we sprout too many things.

- you start a lot more shit from seed than I dare to. I used kale starts and onion starts. corn, turnips and beets totally from seed. If you tell me you start tomatoes from seed I shall be cross.

My wife has a bit of a green thumb, and I'm a bit of a cranky frugal bastard. Plus, we're both really looking forward to having a garden and were ready to go.

We did start some tomatoes last year, but didn't have a place to put them. We gave them to her parents, but they'd already planted the spare bed with wildflowers for their bees by that point. I think the tomatoes died on a table.

- take the camera into a repair shop. at my buddy's work someone put a d810 with a 300mm on a tripod without balancing anything and it hit so hard on the concrete it literally ripped the lens mount out of the body. $300, 10 days from Nikon.

I was going to give up on it (I'd already started window shopping used fujifilms, to be honest), but Steph has opened up a repair thingy with Canon.

I'm still not optimistic though: The lens is bound up, the view finder's info display at the bottom is fucky, the sensor gives no ouput, and the sd card reader doesn't work.

- I hate road bikes. They always feel like they're about to shimmy themselves to oblivion. This is probably why I pounded 3k miles on a hybrid last year. And if you're riding on brick... I mean, I like big, dumb, wide handlebars.

I was on my touring bike, which I usually ride because of how stable it is, especially with a load on the back like I had at the time. I wiped out near to home on an asphalt road, the brick roads come into play about a mile away from where I was.

I hate road bikes

I agree though. If this frame is dead, I've got a pretty good idea what I'll be building up to fill the shoes.