The answer is seven.
I’ve been packing up the last vestiges of things from my business. I made the decision a few weeks back to close her up, and now the last tubs are sitting in the back of my car. There are dishes, books, shelves, pictures, furniture, and bits and scraps of four years of work. I loved that business, but it’s gone now.
Except for the extension cords. No one wants them. I know for a fact, if you wanted to shave, you could go from one end of a city block to the other, plugging each cord end to end, and you could remove unwanted hair without a quandary.
There’s a visual for you.
A legacy of electricity that will safely keep my radio from 1980 powered outside by the lawn chair all summer.
So in celebration of my extension cords, and my new found freedom and extension of life, here is a tribute to electricity from one of my all time favorite Saturday morning series from the 1970’s.
School House Rock. Three minutes of knowledge and song sandwiched between Warner Brothers and Hanna Barbera.