well the mailman finally got me da goods I opened up my package while i laughed maniacally. After I calmed a bit, and my laughter no longer bordered on frightening, IMO yet, the dogs still refuse to come near me. I realized something typical to me, In the span of a month, plus a wee bitty, I've gone from smoking analogs to becoming a back room chemist, I have already created something, just hope it's not a new form of life <evilgrin> I also realized I need MORE POWER!! (Again with the maniacal laughter thing ) because I've gone off and learned about voltage. It all you evil suppliers fault
