The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

Man, oh man, but somebody pissed me off on Facebook the other day. She accused me of running away because I moved from Florida to Washington. I tried to remind myself that this was a late night comment from someone who was probably full of liquid stupidity, especially since the comment had absolutely nothing to …

Continue reading

I was 17 years old and a freshman in college, and I witnessed something that to this day I don’t fully understand. I’m sure there is much more to this story than I’ll be able to tell you, so I apologize in advance. Among my fellow freshmen was a girl whom I’ll call T. To …

Continue reading