THIS HAS TO BE CLEANED. HUH?

This is a story about a car trunk and the meaning of the comment that it drew from the Voice from the Passenger's Seat.  What I have done here is to propose a little puzzle to you all.  There are least two things wrong [different] about this trunk.  I know that some of you might be able to see more than two, but a left brained guy like me is only out to have some fun with you, not to point out the real, nitty-gritty truth.  The first thing that this trunk has that the trunks of today do not have is the spare tire out in the open,taking up "X" amount of cubic inches of precious storage space.  I can't figure out what the little doo-dads are to the right of the tire, so you're on your own with that.  Then, of course, we are looking at a wasteful over-use of rubber and other raw materials by using a full-size tire as a spare that perhaps will never get used.  Now I happen to know what used to happen to that spare tire.  That's the money saver for EFR Dion and the life saver for me.  For EFR Dion it cut the price of replacing tires by 25% because he would take on of the used ones and make IT the spare, buy three other new ones and add the never used spare to the three new tires.  Cool, right?   You can say "cool" if you want, but we used to say, "Just like Ol' New York."  Many would just simply say, "Just like New York."  Do people still talk like that in New England?  
Second things wrong with the trunk in the picture is that it is Waaayyy too clean.  Today,as we were loading the car before hitting the road to come back to Moreno Valley, Belle saw the inside of the trunk and said, "This has to be cleaned."  I was flabbergasted.  The only thing that was in there was a little bit of palm tree seed that had been blown in there by the wind and a 14 inch bungy cord  that was laying there like a sloppy snake.  The vinyl cover was neat and unwrinkled.  I mean, from MY perspective this was as clean as a Vatican Basilica.   I said, "This is clean.  Are you out of your mind?"  Her wise crack answer was,"It could be cleaner."  You remember not too long ago we discussed the value of "more than excellent?"  This was one of those days that brought synaptic challenges to the frontal lobotomical cortex.  Is it possible for "clean"to be more or less than clean?  I don't know about you, but I know someone for whom "clean" has varying points on a bell curve.  We bounced her little comment back and forth for a while and I promised that I would celebrate the vernal equinox by "cleaning" the trunk.
The next week will include reflections about a birthday party that was a nostalgia trip; some people who see snow for the first time.  If you have never had the pleasure of seeing an adult experiencing that exposure, you're missing one of the great fun times that could happen to anyone.
Be good boys and girls now.  Oh yeah, I also have to review some of the Feb. 29 old fashioned traditions with you all.