So I just finished cleaning my car. I did not wash it. We'll get back to that. Well I pulled out the old shop vac. And swept all the crap that had been in my car since I got it. Like rocks. I was going to use my mothers vacuum cleaner but that thing has sucked up too any Legos and it does not work as well as it used to. But the shop vac., man that thing sucks like a rebellious Catholic School girl. You know who I'm talking about. But then there was the extension cords and the electricity. Pain in the ass. I'm not kidding I have never been electrocuted on the buttocks before but there is a first time for everything.
Then time to Armor-All my tires and rims. While the stuff was curing so to speak I wiped down my dashboard with some lemon cleaning wipes and all the edges. While I was cleaning I found out that there are seven VIN numbers on my car. Not counting the ones on the engine block. Is this car desired that they have to track every part. Well, the stuff on the tires just dried up and when I tried to use the hose I just burst right in the middle. So I had to wipe the rims by hand with the wipes.
Note to self: buy new wipes for my mother since I used them all up.
So the inside of my car is clean and so are my tires but the rest is crappy. I have to get a new hose.
I hate that hose. It is supposed to be this hose that uses Fire Fighter technology. That means that it collapses when there is no water inside. Well you would figure thy would make it so it can withstand the elements. The freezing and thawing just made the thing burst. I hope fireman's hoses are better.
Note to self: make sure the house only burns down on a temperate day.
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Thursday, February 26, 2004
Tin Foil on Wheels
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