The View from a Drawbridge

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

I was treating myself to a Chinese buffet the other day, because I had managed to make it through the holidays with my sanity intact. Any excuse will do. Any excuse at all. I couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between a mother and her son. He looked to be about fourteen, and he was …

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When I was a little girl, some well-meaning adult, who clearly didn’t know me at all, bought me a doll. I hope she didn’t spend too much money on it, because as soon as she left the house it got stuffed in the back of my closet, never to be seen again. I didn’t play …

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Quite often I have too much time on my hands and my mind wanders. I never quite know where it will go. You might say I suffer from a preponderance of ponderings. After a while I’ll wind up with so many unanswered questions rattling around in my brain that they cause me to lose sleep. …

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From a recent conversation with a friend: Me: “Why would anyone wash their hair with something that ends in ‘poo’?” Her: “It’s a sham.” Me: “I know, right? It’s not even real poo! It’s sham poo! If you’re going to do it, shouldn’t you go with the authentic stuff?” Her: “Eeeew.” I love conversations like …

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If you ask me, one of the most annoying habits on the planet is acting stupid when you aren’t. I see people do this all the time. Is it because you don’t want responsibility heaped upon you, or are you trying to manipulate someone into doing the heavy thinking for you? I particularly want to …

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Hardly anyone reads this blog on Sunday. I don’t take it personally. People have lives, after all. Either they’re busy recovering from Saturday night, or they are engaged in spiritual pursuits, or this is the day to go over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house. So I hereby give you permission to …

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