Members of a family tend to share ways of thinking or doing. The traits may be expressed differently or skip a few people, but it’s there. These things are probably a mix of nature and nurture, innate aptitudes and family attitudes. My sister recently commented about “The Nestoff Way”, and I’ve been thinking about what that is.
A week ago, when I posted about my house in a different timeline, I looked up my first house on the county auditor site. I bought it on April 28th, 1992, and sold it on April 28th, 1998. Owning it for exactly six years is notable, so an anniversary post seemed like a good idea.
Sparky was intrigued by my account of cleaning out the clogged storm drain. He understood that he couldn’t help because it was too close to the road.
It hasn’t rained in eight hours, but there is still water running down Sprague Road. Storm water is supposed to go down this grate, pass under my yard and continue to the creek in front of my house. It’s a giant grate, but it’s completely plugged with small branches, leaves, and now a bunch of sand. A neighbor stopped when I was looking at it. He said that last night, the road was a river.
I’m going to try to pull the branches out, so the leaves and sand clear.
Yesterday was log-splitting day. Joe has a side gig selling firewood, so he occasionally buys a log truck. He has the equipment to handle logs, but occasionally recruits some helpers.
Sparky-cam version 1 works, but not well. Sparky doesn’t mind wearing the camera, and the image is decent unless he’s running. His head blocks the camera and the mount isn’t adjustable.
© 2026 Big Stick Physics
Theme by Anders Noren — Up ↑
