I used to live on the corner of First and Nutmeg in Bankers Hill when I was 18-19. It was my first apartment, and I was like a new puppy. I had no idea what do do without my parents around, so I crapped all around the apartment, peed myself, dug through the trash, chewed on my roommates boxer-briefs and all that other fun stuff that a wet-behind-the-ears being would get involved in. Of course, none of those things really happened, but I used to get stupid-drunk and throw stuff off of the First Avenue bridge all the time.
It started small. A tennis ball, an old mug I swiped from a restaurant, some gross shoes... then it moved onto bigger items, like bicycles, old sofas and computer monitors. Indeed, a very stupid idea, but I was 18 on hopped up on Boones Farm and Aftershock, so it was fun as hell!
Of course, that 18 year old ass-wipe is completely mature these days (ha!) and I'd never recreate those antics... but as far as bridges go, this was a really great one to destroy stuff on. read more