I promised you a tutorial and some rambling comments about encaustic supports. But stop the presses, folks, the electrician is here, on site, at the Hive.
Remember how I told you that the Hive’s only power supply is an 80′ extension cord plugged into an outlet on our patio? Take a look:
Well, after some scheduling delays, the electrician arrived today to walk through the job. The Hive will get its own panel with those flippy little things in it, resulting in a steady flow of current. It may look something like this:
The Theory was on deck today (yours truly had to work) which is good because The Theory knows all about amps and volts. I should care, right? My Dad, generally sympathetic to my complete lack of interest in things electronic, says that the only thing a person really needs to know is the difference between the big thick cords and the little skinny ones. (Dad has been known to speak amp and volt, so clearly he doesn’t follow his own advice.
The Theory must weary of trying to explain these things to me. How airplanes fly, varia on the physics of time and space. Fractals. How many cat food tins are in a quart. He says, “Sweetie, an amp is the amount of electric charge passing a point per unit time. A volt is….” And I hear, “Blah blah amp, blah blah volt.” I always hear the sweetie part, though.
Tomorrow it is supposed to rain. Do electricians work in the rain?