>  I'm wondering where the middle seats go to die.

Mine's in my garage, up against the back wall under the overhead shelving,
with a 2'x4' piece of plywood stretched across two milk crates in front of
it, coffee table style. it's where I sit to disassemble dirty, sticky,
smelly, or otherwise offensive assemblages that are Not Allowed in the
house. The milk crates are full of automotive manuals and bad sci-fi books,
so I've also been known to continue to sit there on quiet Sunday afternoons
after my assemblages have been reassembled. About 6 months ago when we had a
"large item" pickup by our trash company scheduled, my wife said "we could
get rid of that old VW seat too". I told her I would pretend I did not hear
that. Some people just don't know good stuff!
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John Bange