Robyn really wanted to futz around in an abandoned house.
And really, who am I to argue? So we drove around Burbank, friday, looking for houses that looked abandoned.
The plan was slightly less than well-developed.
BUT WE FOUND ONE! She was so excited. That lady, fun as a gaggle of monkeys.
Ah, and the house! So strange, the old wallpaper from the 70s, the Lion King collectible cups in the kitchen, more wallpaper that looks like one big picture in what was obviously a child’s room, the strange hole in the master bedroom’s floor (which was linoleum people, linoleum), the bathroom cabinet filled with super-expired medications, it was creepy and too quiet seemed to have existed in a time that never was, and it was a shitload of fun.
