Date:         Wed, 5 Nov 2008 09:18:10 -0800
Reply-To:     neil N <musomuso@GMAIL.COM>
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From:         neil N <musomuso@GMAIL.COM>
Subject:      Re: Snakes in a Bus (volkstransport)
Comments: To: Al Knoll <anasasi@gmail.com>
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Sickness? Maybe. I still find myself waking up thinking of my Westy
(or work needed on it). And my engine conversion is done! Sick? Yah.

Good tips Al. And way to make good use of your Vanagon!


Neil. (who needs to be distracted with a real "twenty something")



On Wed, Nov 5, 2008 at 8:55 AM, Al Knoll <anasasi@gmail.com> wrote:

> Yeah, Joel, I know, having a twenty something
> sharing your life can be really interesting.  But I digress, as I
> often do.

> Change yer smoke alarm batteries, check your fuel lines,
> change the brake fluid, swap the tires around, check the belts, drain
> and refill the water tank, drain and refill the cooling system, lube
> the speedo shaft, grease the shifting box, change the oil again to
> winter grade,  check the taillights ( right one had gone to taillight
> heaven, I discovered before the snakes on a bus incident), refill the
> windshield wishywashy with winter grade washywishy (local
> colloquialism here), new blades,  clean and lube the seat
> sliders...the tasks never end.  Why do we do this?  Don't we know
> better?  TWENTY YEAR OLD DODDERING OLD LADIES?  We put scads of cash
> and years of time into 'em.  Gotta be a sickness or something.  heh
> heh
>