Yesterday, I started showing pictures of Trundle Manor (post here), a house of cryptozoology and other — for lack of better phrasing — weird shit.
I was very excited about this (and still am), and began talking to my husband about how I’d found some sweet-ass faux jackalopes for our house of horrors.
(We intend to buy our own house this year, and deck it out in a world of crazy. Our theme is going to be Circus Sideshow, and no, most of our friends won’t let their children over.)
He said, “No real taxidermy, please.”
“But,” I whined, “I found fake taxidermy. Like, artistically-rendered taxidermy.”
“That’s okay, I guess. But no dead animals in the house.”
Alas, I’ll never be the Bloggess at this rate.
That’s okay, though. If you, too, have a partner with a restrictive “no corpses” decorating policy, you can live vicariously through Trundle Manor’s inhabitants.
Speaking of which, let’s continue our journey, shall we?
Nothing’s more uncanny than human teeth in inappropriate places. Science has actually found a fish like this in the real world. Don’t click that link unless you’ve already pooped today.
Oh crap. Monkeys with cymbals, fiji mermaids, and mummified cats.
The owners have a real cat that made me jump when it moved. I can’t imagine being surrounded by my dead compatriots.
You wouldn’t expect a mascot head in there, but when you think about it, they are eerie.
On the right are messed-up model train scene figurines.
A lot of cryptozoology is the combination of one animal and another, like this crocodile on a bird, and this speaker on a skull.
Yes, that car actually runs.
The garage was, sadly, our last stop. Another tour group was standing outside with an apothecary jar of squirrel testicles to donate. Our time was done.
On the way out is the donate button. Donating is the nice thing to do, and it keeps the place open for future guests!
Meanwhile, back in State College, I’ve begun collecting inspiration for our room.
It looks like this:
Bright lights, artsy faux taxidermy, and tattoos galore!
The dolls, though, are just for show. There’s no way I’m keeping those demon-spawn in my household. I’ve seen the Twilight Zone, and I’m no fool.
Wanna continue keeping it weird? Check out my posts on reverse mermaids, skulls, phrenology, and David Bowie.