The View from a Drawbridge

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

I just heard on the radio that a group of stingrays is called a “fever”. I don’t know why, but that just makes me really happy. I love how creative our language can be. But it makes you wonder, who got to decide the “official” name for each grouping of animals? Was it a person? …

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The other day a dear friend pointed out to me that the bridge tower I work in is basically the aesthetic equivalent of a concrete bunker, and the green and rusted girders make the bridge itself rather ugly. That really took me by surprise (and even hurt my feelings for a hot second). I had …

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I’ve been opening drawbridges since September of 2001, and I love it. I’ve opened 9 different bridges in three different states. I only know one other bridgetender with better statistics than that, so I’m kind of proud. I’ve been going down memory lane quite a bit lately, so I decided to check out all my …

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Recently someone quoted my WordPress blog tag line like so: “The random musings of a bridgetender [sic] with entirely too much time on her hands.” For the uninitiated, “sic” is basically latin for “Okay, I’m writing it this way because it’s a direct quote, dude, but it’s WRONG.” I wanted to scream when I saw …

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