I guess I’m closer to the 35W bridge than I thought. Last week, I was woken up by an odd low throbbing coming from somewhere, and as I moved towards wakefulness, I thought to myself, “Who is playing that much bass this early? And it doesn’t even have a rhythm!”

That bass is back tonight, and it suddenly hit me that it must be construction on the bridge. As the crow flies, I’m about a mile away, close enough for the vibrations to provide just that little bit of discomfort that you hardly realize is there (making you just the ever slightest bit nauseous).

At least they’re ahead of schedule, so this should pass quickly.

Related posts:

1. The great bridge panic of 2007 continues.
2. Finally, it’s warm!
3. One last drive over the Lowry Avenue Bridge
4. Looking back on the 35W Bridge Collapse
5. interior pictures of the new library