It’s that time of year – I’m wearing layers and gloves while waiting for the sun to clear the horizon, and will leave a trail of textiles till I’m in a t-shirt before noon. I want to go cut wood in the window between uncomfortably cold and uncomfortably hot, so I was doing some prep stuff like loading the generator into the Jeep to take it to the woodlot…
…and as I opened the tailgate I grumbled, “I just vacuumed you out.” No, I didn’t spill any of that dirt in the back of the Jeep – it all went in there on its own. I’m waiting for one more mail-order part before I can repair and re-mount the rear window, and I can hardly wait.
Get a clear blue trash bag (the kind people put their recycles in) and some duct tape. Cut open the trash bag, so it covers the opening, then tape it in place. That should hold until the replacement window arrives. Unlike the gree trash bags, the blue bags are clear enough so you can still see behind the Jeep.
“I want my rear window back…” Ah, heck, I thought Joel had some nifty tie-in to a Jimmy Stewart flick. Mike’s idea is nifty, too.
Joel is not awaiting a new window. He’s awaiting a new hinge part to re-install his existing window.
Kentucky, my bad…
Get a clear blue trash bag (the kind people put their recycles in) and some duct tape. Cut open the trash bag, so it covers the opening, then tape it in place. That should hold until the replacement window hinge parts arrive. Unlike the gree trash bags, the blue bags are clear enough so you can still see behind the Jeep.
There, better?
Wasn’t criticism, Mike, just clarification.