Given my love of demolition by neglect, I've been trying to keep my eyes open lately for things around me that are falling apart. Things that perhaps I haven't noticed even though they were right under my nose. While roaming around an old building the other day, I wandered into the adjacent alley and then onto a piece of property that used to be an old car wash. Now, I run by this property frequently on my lunch time runs, but there's a lot of vegetation on the street side of the property, and I never realized what was behind those weeds and vines until I approached it from the back. I couldn't have been happier to stumble on that sad old car wash. I'm not sure what that says about me. Technically, I was trespassing, but I just couldn't help getting a little closer. And then a little more close. I tried not to touch anything or stay very long, but I loved the RoboWash. Is that weird?