Poodle Party
I was looking forward to writing another long, boring entry about painting my spare bedroom, but I finished painting it last week, so we’re scuppered.
Instead, I’ll write a long boring post about all the shit I did to my Camaro so far this weekend!
Yesterday, I finally got around to removing the A/C compressor. It’s the big thing that sits on the engine that makes the A/C go. It’s the heaviest part, by far. A good 10-20 pounds. Oh, and I had some guys come over and remove all that old scrap metal. But they came over before I had the compressor out, so it’s sitting in my yard. I need a ‘Yard-a-Pult’.
Anyway, today I removed the A/C condenser. It’s the big lightweight waffle thing that sits in front of the radiator that makes the A/C go. I removed it, but this left huge empty spaces around the radiator sides, which lowers its efficiency, so I sawed up the condenser and put the sides back in place. So now there’s a ton of little aluminum fins and tubes all over my yard. I need explosives.
Finally, I just got done changing out the old dead ‘Monroe’ shocks and replacing them with Koni (pronounced ‘coney’) shocks. Now, I’m taking a break before going back at it to change the middle-aged sorta-live KYB struts with Koni (pronounced ‘LÄ•h-‘nérd ‘Skin-‘nérd’) struts. I need a date.
Cute.
You got more links than a sausage has pork?
Deliberately, deliciously awkward. I’m just reading that analogy over and over relishing its inadequacy.
I need to install the last strut. I only got 1 in last night.
You got all the strut you need D. Bowie Blank.