[Jimbaux really can’t afford to care.]
I Don’t Have Time For This
This is Not A Sunday Sermon
Here goes almost nothing, very weak evidence that I have not given up on this site. This is not much, but these are fresh pictures, the first fresh pictures I’ve published here in two months, the last being the “Sunday Fair Pair At Live Oak” on November 25, with what I think is a great shot of the Luling Local.
Anyway, these pictures were made this morning, but don’t think of this as a Sunday Sermon. I think that I am highly incapable of inspiring you today. This is all that I can do.
I lack the resources to investigate the reason for it, but as part of what seems to be a larger drainage project, the construction of which has been ongoing here for more than two years now, the diamond between the New Orleans Public Belt Railway and the Norfolk Southern Railway branchline down the eastern bank of the Mississippi River had to be relocated about a dozen feet to the east. You can see both the old diamond and the new diamond here.
To my eyes, it looks like a more permanent relocation with the bridge rather than a temporary detour. Through the floodwall in the distance is the southern throat of France Yard.
The Henry Cars
The Warren Henry and Dottie Henry arrived here about two weeks ago and have been sitting at Pete Messina’s shop at the former engine house at KCS’s New Orleans Yard, and that’s the Southern Hospitality car between them.
There are plenty of private cars in town or on their way to town for the Super Bowl. Also, according to what we can see in the picture, it looks like the two Heritage-painted SD70MACs that were on the Baton Rouge Turn have been replaced by two of that model still in the TFM battleship grey.
Friday Follies
While I have you here, let’s see some stupidity from Friday. For the second consecutive Friday afternoon, I happened upon a westbound train of the New Orleans & Gulf Coast Railway on Fourth Street in Gretna.
The shot from one week before was my first action shot on the NOGC in nearly a year, sadly, but I’m glad to be back near this neat little railroad.
Anyway, here is the somewhat unsatisfactory result at an attempt of a going-away shot incorporating the Mel Ott (professional baseball player from Gretna) statue.
Yeah, I don’t like it either.
That’s all the time and space that I have for pictures right now.
Vanity Makes The World Go Round?
To Hell With Your Materialism and Your Consumerism
I’ve been wondering if vanity is a necessary evil, an evolutionary survival mechanism gone amuck, perhaps. Seriously, if you can pay $200 for a little casual jacket, then you can afford to have another jacket to use to replace it if it goes missing for a few weeks. Then again, if you are unable to refer to the jacket merely as a jacket instead of referring to it by the brand name of its manufacturer and marketer, perhaps you’re blind to this anyway, and I’m just preaching to the choir. If the shirt that I’m wearing happens to be a Polo brand shirt, it’s still just a shirt. I’m not “wearing a Polo”; I’m “wearing a shirt.”
Have any of you had problems with this? I suppose honesty is not always good for business. Oh, well.
Peace,
Jimbaux
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They are building an underpass on the Texas A&M campus in College Station and have had to relocate the track twice (once out of alignment, since back to the original alignment). They will probably have to do this realignment once more each way before they finish. It’s interesting to watch, and it’s been interesting watching trains creep over the offset alignment and the frustration on students’ faces as they are forced to wait patiently for the train.
“They”?????
I liked the shot of the Delcambre Bridge; good memories… It was on the Midland Branch I made my student trips as a Brakeman in 1955. The Midland Branch ran between New Iberia and Eunice crossing the T&NO/SP at Midland.
Thanks so much for sharing so many stories, Dupe.
Re your last comment: I have always wondered at the propensity for people to wear garments whose primary function is to advsertise their manufacturer/marketer. I see them wearing stuff by Adidas, or Nike, and paying premium dollars to be a billboard for them. Now I’ll wear t shirts from places I’ve been, of railroads I like, the occasional sports team. If they happen to be made by Nike, that’s purely coincidental. A t shirt is a t shirt is a t shirt. The no name stuff is just as good as the high end stuff for what I need. I’m not any cooler because I wear Under Armor. There’s probably a case to be made that I ain’t cool no matter WHAT I wear.
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