Jimbaux does not know that he is a shooting star.
Hi, there. It’s been a week since I last got some shots, and I ended the brief dry spell today at the same sorry place where I photographed a railroad scene a week ago: the Southpark spur.
Latey, I have been thinking about my imagined Erwinville-Dequincy train on the Acadiana Railway. That, too, is silly, but it’s also pretty cool.
Recently, an automobile of someone in the neighborhood got robbed via an unlocked door. This is another problem that I have to endure because I was evicted from my home.
Anyway, today is the 20th, but let me cryptically describe what happened in the last few days.
November 17th, Friday
Well, I went to work on this day and learned some new stuff! It was exciting! This was, in ways that I won’t mention here, a first. This guild and the person who leads it will be very good for me. She seems to think that I have certain kind of managerial and planning skills, which I think I do. She is seeing my value, my limitations, and my weaknesses, and where I can thrive.
The boss lady showed me a new route on this night, going via West Congress Street. This is appropriate, because I learned my ways around parts of Houma and New Orleans doing construction work.
I felt so good that night. I returned to the house and treated myself to poboys. I should not have. I should have eaten a salad.
I was by Alex Junction, too.
I didn’t shower that night.
November 18th, Saturday
I showered after my morning walk this morning.
I voted this morning. I couldn’t believe that I once-again had to tell The Duke to vote.
I should have gotten a haircut today.
I’m going to take a playbook from the discussions on NOLA Twitter about transplants about saying where I live versus where I sleep. There is no place where I live.
Both a dude at the gym and the girl who cuts my hair said that I have lost weight, although the latter said that I looked good, not that I lost weight, but there has been no change in my appearance other than weight recently.
So, that’s twice in one day that I get told that I am losing weight.
A really strange thing happened to me at Walmart today. I walked in there right after I came from the gym and grabbed a cart and put my reusable grocery bags and my towel in the cart, as I so frequently do. I put one merchandise item in the cart by the pharmacy area and left the basket outside of an aisle, out of people’s way, to go and grab a couple of items down that isle.
As I walked down that aisle, out of the corner of my eye, I could see a kid approaching my basket. WTF?
He started taking my stuff out of the basket! Before I could see what he was going to do with my stuff, I quickly walked back there to confront him. I don’t remember if he had started putting my stuff on top of the merchandise square.
I asked him what he was doing with my stuff.
“I thought it was empty,” he said, as he quickly put my stuff back into my cart.
“No, you did not,” I said. Clearly, by taking stuff out of it, he knew that it was not empty.
“He knows, he knows” an older-middle-aged man who appeared said.
I stared at them as they walked away, but I should have asked the man if he knew, because the child seemed to have done this with the man’s blessing. That’s why I started to feel actually bad for the child. My response may have traumatized him, and the man, maybe his father or grandfather, would have been at fault for that.
The strangest thing about it was that I had just left the cart there two seconds before to walk down the aisle. It would be different if some time had passed between the time that I put the cart there and the time that the kid descended upon it.
Anyway, in other news, I can’t believe that I had to tell The Duke twice, each election, to go and vote. He watches MSNBC all the time.
I want to see Jenny again.
My association with this guild will greatly decrease my reliance on KSJ. The people in the guild might be Trumpers, though, and I will be cautious about letting them know too much about myself.
As soon as I am back from my trip at the end of the month, I need to get busy on 2015 shots. I think that I can work on them on Thanksgiving Day, too, since the only event to which I am invited around here is one that the inviters choose to make inaccessible. The kids are fine. The adults are the problem.
Today!
I heard from KB this morning, and that made me very happy, as is the fact that I am “going to work” doing something that I really want to do.
I washed a bunch of dishes this morning at the house. The air temperature was cold at first, but that did not last for long.
Here I am at Girard Park.
A little bit less than an hour later, just after 11:00 CST, I am at American Boulevard on the Southpark Spur.
The Louisiana & Delta Railroad’s Lafayette Job is shoving a train down the spur.
Londunn is protecting the shove.
I like those big blue LRS boxcars.
Of course, I hate the graffiti.
Now, after those boxcars were parked on the other side of the crossing on the siding, the rest of the train, with the LDRR 1850, will be shoved across the crossing.
After the train passes, I hop across the crossing to get the view from the other side of the track.
That was quick. Next, I will close by being back on the side of the track that allows us to see more of the train.
That is okay.
That’s all for this scene.
I went to Todd’s Carwash on Pinhook Road, but it was closed. Dammit!
Later, with no time to spare, I got a bad shot of the westbound Sunset Limited at East Kaliste Saloom Road.
Okay, that’s all for SLR-camera pictures today.
So, I went to work.
It was great!
It was stuffy in her office.
The field work was great, though. I look forward to doing more of it.
Then, I went to the other location of Todd’s Car Wash and got the truck a needed cleaning.
I heard that “Shooting Star” song from Bad Company on the radio.
So, anyway, this afternoon, I finally paid my first visit to a Lafayette institution.
You can’t get fried potatoes here!
That is funny, actually.
Apparently, this place has a big take-out operation, which makes sense.
I got the double cheeseburger with grilled onions.
I guess that I will be back here at some point.
I can breathe again, like in October 2014, but better!
That’s all for the pictures from today.
I am so glad that I am getting along with the lady who runs the organization at which I am working.
The shots from today are lame shots, but that’s fine.
I ate a salad with chicken bites tonight.
That whole “come home from work in your professional attire and feeling good about it” thing was the first time I experienced it since at least 2017 but really since 2011 or 2012.
Good night. I have a big day planned tomorrow!
Stay tuned!
Jbx
