i had planned to attack the basement today, but decided instead to continue work on spacepod.
he’s got a new shift boot and knob now, courtesy of J. it was a gift, a very thoughtful one. he noticed that the original boot was worn, got spacepod’s VIN once when i wasn’t around, and ordered it from his local vw dealer, all as a surprise.
i removed parts of the interior so i could access a clogged sunroof drain and with repeated snaking out, flushing with water and with canned air, i believe i unclogged it. the crap inside the drain smelled like dog shit. seriously.
i organized all of his jumper cables and whatnot into a tote.
i took him to the spa for a nice bath and vacuuming.
i think i’ve decided i’m going to replace the windshield. in addition to the zillions of tiny specs of… something… that have been cemented to it for years, it’s also distincly sandblasted, has a bullseye, and the UV film needs to be taken off, which would cost money. i think i might as well replace it.
there are still many issues to be resolved. i mean, it wouldn’t be a trip to roswell if spacepod didn’t go to the body shop and get all fussed over, right?
still to do…
panzer plate to replace the useless stock engine shield that has been torn off (again).
body shop to deal with peeling paint, cracked foglight lens, broken door handle
removal of all vinyl on the sides, and replacement of the big symbol (but not the biodiesel lettering)
polishing with zaino polish for scratched paint.
replacement of scratched dash plates.
and ideally– a lift kit.