Donned the bib overalls, welded the pieces, cut a million little shards of glass and threw them in my glass kiln, Renaldo. Paid Renaldo no more attention. Opened the kiln 24 hours later and not a sliver had melted. Crap.
Wonderful generous Virginia Lindsay came over and adjusted Renaldo, but Renaldo did not rally. She then offered to fire my pieces. I told you she's very sweet and generous. Glass pieces came out of her kiln wonderful.
January, time to get Renaldo working again. Called Keith, he came, worked his magic and got Renaldo up to 1,800 degrees. Then lectured me about all the leaves around the kiln. Surprised I hadn't burned the back yard down. Hot flashes ran through my paranoid person. Unplugged Renaldo immediately never to use until every leaf composted.
Check out the wasp nest I found directly under the kiln in the cement block. Beautiful, but imagine if they'd gotten mad when my hands were grasping a kiln shelf full of glass. Would have been dead Lottie.
Thank you, Sweet Keith, lecture worked. Lottie Logic: Your friend may have more knowledge than he knows.