Photography and random writings from some crazy Cajun with a camera!

[Jimbaux is breaking his own vows, knowing he’ll go down in flames.] When No One Can Hear Me . . . What’s good, lil peeps?  How are y’all Jimbauxlings doing?  I’ve got four days worth of bayouland pictures for y’all this time; I hope that you enjoy! Monday, A Bad Start To The Week . […]

[Jimbaux is of wolf and man.] Off Through The New Day’s Mist I Run . . . Scary, isn’t it?  Only as I’m sitting down to make this post do I realize that this is the second time in less than a year (the other time being in September) that I photograph a train on […]

[Jimbaux makes some paper wings and learns to fly.] I’m Sick Of It All Thanks for the feedback on the cloudy Saturday pictures, including of the Chip Local, some of my best pictures in a long time.  I got out on Sunday, and you’ll see the pictures below, but only then did I realize, “oh, […]

[Even when Jimbaux loses, he knows how to win.] Some stupid sickness has overcome me, a sickness that I strongly suspect that I caught at a certain disease incubator that if I had any courage I’d never enter again, but, oh, well. About midday today, I couldn’t take the isolation anymore.  So, I liberated myself […]

[Trying to stay sober, Jimbaux feels like he’s dying.] Yeah, here I go again making a post with pictures on the day I took them.  Happy Mardi Gras.  You’d think that today is Sunday, but since I just drove from Bayouland to Woadieville this evening, it does feel like Sunday.  Here’s what I did right […]

[Jimbaux will always love you.] Whatever.  No, I’m not a pop fan, but the poor girl died yesterday; so, I thought the song was appropriate.  Oh, and I do love all of you too! Circuit Preaching Today’s Sunday Sermon is brief and somewhat unscheduled, the former being a good thing and the latter being something […]

[Jimbaux is not making a shameful metaphor.] Hey!  How’s everybody doing?  It seems like it’s been a really long time since the last post, but it’s only been a few days.  I’ve just been so crazy busy.  I need to report now that we have had yet another threat to legal photography from public property […]

[Jimbaux will . . . .  fly away again.] Man, do I really miss Monterrey. This has been fun, and I do appreciate all the posted comments and the private e-mails (few of which I have yet had time to which to make replies), but I’m glad that this series is coming to an end.  […]

[Jimbaux just needed to realign.] Actually, there were five northbounds at Ramos Arizpe, but due to crappy local batteries I was using, my camera chocked on one of them, but we’ve got a little ways before we get to those pictures. Drowning In A Self-Induced Confusion (You’re not listening to today’s song?  I mentioned the […]

[Find out what it means to Jimbaux; he doesn’t know who you are.] This is another short one, but it does have more railroad stuff in it than yesterday’s post.  You can see that it was cloudy here on 3 January 2007 also. This is one of the newer neighborhoods in Monterrey with houses still […]

[Jimbaux wants to break away.] Día del Año Nuevo ¡Feliz Año Nuevo!  How are you doing?  Did you enjoy your societally-obligated participation in staying up past midnight?  In the wee hours of 2007, I did, even though I was ready to get up early when the sun rose to foam.  It’s funny that for the […]

[Jimbaux is beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young.] I hope (maybe “high hopes,” if you’re listening to the song) that you are continuing to enjoy this foray into Mexico from December 2006.  The below pictures in this post, taken the day after I shot some railroad action in Monterrey […]

[Jimbaux rots away, lives again, here forever, the spiral never ends.] I had both the time and the opportunity in late 2006 and early 2007 to return to Mexico – specifically the large city of Monterrey and its surroundings – for the first time since my time there going to school in the summer of […]

[Jimbaux wishes you comfort and joy.] Merry Christmas from Jimbaux, and thanks to everyone who read, commented, and wrote to me privately about the post with pictures the day that Rie died.  I’ll post the pictures of the day she was laid to rest later, a beautiful day indeed, and good remembrance for this time […]

[Jimbaux knows that denial isn’t the way to forgiveness.] Running Extra Whew!  You’re not the only one relieved that we’ve gotten that “NOGC Terrorism” stuff largely behind us!  I’ll have bits and pieces more to say about it in the future, especially as some new fascinating nuggets of truth have just hit my inbox in […]

[There Jimbaux is, up on the stage (and truck, too.)] Yes, Aaron Lewis really does that song justice, doesn’t he? The Same, But Different What’s up, my dearest Jimbauxlings?  How are y’all doing?  I’ve got a trio of pictures from a vantage I’ve never shown here before of street-running on the New Orleans & Gulf […]

[Somehow Jimbaux found a way to get lost in you.] I’m Nothing Without You? Like I said last time, the 29th, with the large number of pictures that I presented of that day, was our last full day on Rich Mountain in October 2006, five years ago today.  We made our way back home to […]

[Jimbaux is looking for changes . . . . to better his ways . . . . ] Yes, more from Godsmack’s Faceless album of 2003. Revisiting This section of the essay was not part of the original essay. We start before dawn at the Heavener yard office. Here comes a northbound train entering the […]

[Jimbaux still hasn’t found what he’s looking for  . . . ] Or Has He? It’s Wednesday, and you know what that means: action on the Norfolk Southern.  In this case, these pictures were taken Wednesday 5 October 2011. This is the beginning of NS’s branch to Chalmette and points beyond, particularly Braithwaite, downriver from […]

[Jimbaux is haunted by your apathy.] I Don’t Want This Here are some train pictures for you from Monday 3 October. Can apathy sometimes be a virtue?  I didn’t much care when I took these pictures, and I don’t much care now, but for some different reasons. Do you care?  Should you care?  Do I […]

[If it keeps on raining . . . . . ] My pain is your gain (well, maybe not.)  I’ve succumbed to some sort of illness and am stuck inside; the good news is that I’m addressing the backlog of content to put here on Jimbaux’s Journal!  Can you believe that we’re more than halfway […]

[Jimbaux enjoyed a day without rain.] Here are some pictures taken on 1 October 2006 as my pal and I were out foaming briefly on the NS Back Belt in New Orleans.  This is a Union Pacific yard crew climbing aboard CSX’s Q145, an Atlanta to Los Angeles intermodal train, and since a UP crew […]

[Jimbaux gets by with a little help from his friends.] Lend Me Your Eyes, And I’ll Paint You A Picture Or I’ll let others do that.  In my call to glass for 2011/09/11, I asked that others get out and take pictures on this day.  I also asked that if anyone got a picture on […]

[They call Jimbaux white devil, black Jesus; heaven closes, hell freezes.] This is Part 4 of 5 of Jimbaux’s 9/11 photography project, inspired by the assault on American civil liberties, including the New Orleans Police Department’s deprivation of Jimbaux’s constitutional rights in April 2008, by our fellow Americans in the wake of the September 2001 […]

[Jimbaux knows that there is a house in New Orleans called the Superdome.] Living Like Birds In The Magnolia Trees The song, performed five years ago today, still makes me cry, gives me so many goose bumps.  It’s hard for people not from southeastern Louisiana to understand the emotional charge that song on that night […]

[Jimbaux recorded that 9/11 was a beautiful day.] Fighting The Oppressors The cool, calm pre-dawn darkness of September 11 met him with an onerous sense of purpose.  He left early in the morning to embark on his mission, a mission he knew was far greater than himself.  While others slept and relaxed on this calm […]

[If Jimbaux gave you the truth, would it keep you alive?] You’re No Closer To Wrong I haven’t forgotten about my 9/11 project.  Well, I actually did forget to download one memory card of pictures, meaning my earlier count of 55 processed shots for Sunday is now up to 68.  All of the raw conversions […]

[“Freedom” puts Jimbaux’s faith in none of the above.] There Was A Time . . . This one will be brief, as it is late, I’m tired, and I’m really damned busy. It’s A Lonely, Burning Question My ’roundabout’ errands took me by Gouldsboro Yard once again this afternoon, and I arrived on the scene […]

[Jimbaux hopes that you trust . . . in . . . his . . . self-righteous suicide, but not a suicide, nor a suicide attack.] “The only thing we have to fear is . . . fear itself,” Franklin D. Roosevelt so aptly said, and that’s the only thing I’m fearing tomorrow. Tomorrow, I’m […]

[You and Jimbaux; we’ll all go down in history with a sad Statue of Liberty and a generation that didn’t agree.] “Government, even in its best state, is but a necessary evil; in its worse state, an intolerable one,” wrote the polemic patriot and American statesman Thomas Paine.  I totally agree on all points. I […]

[Jimbaux has all this wonder of earthly plunder, will it leave us anything to show?] There Can Be No Denyin’ That The Wind Will Shake ‘Em Down (You don’t like Led Zeppelin?)  It was on Labor Day 2006, Monday 4 September 2006, that I took the shots you see posted here.  I don’t quite remember […]

[Jimbaux knows that who controls the past now, controls the future.] “History is the version of past events upon which people have decided to agree” is a statement attributed to Napoleon Bonaparte, but even the idea that people “agree” on some version of events is an overly optimistic view, and I need only to point […]

[Girl, don’t be cruel; Jimbaux would never be that cruel to you.] Bayou Bridge, Church Saints, Rail Rice Jimbaux made a pilgrimage to the community of Abbeville on Sunday 21 August 2011 in western southern central Louisiana.  Abbeville is a couple dozen miles south-southwest of Lafayette, which is the largest city in Cajun country.  Here […]

[Jimbaux wrote a song for everyone.] Met Myself A Comin’ Here’s a shot of The Chip Local coming into the Raceland siding westbound at Raceland Junction while I was on my way to the farm early on the afternoon of Thursday 11 August 2011. Raceland Junction is a place special to the heart of Jimbaux […]

[Jimbaux had high hopes, and they’re up in smoke.] “Both of your grandfathers were generous to a fault, ” my father recently told me.  “They’d give you the shirt off their backs.” I’m not sure why I’m  even mentioning this here, other than that I am reminded of how a complete stranger rescued me from […]

[Jimbaux likes to make walls come tumbling down.] (Hey, I had to use some music that I associate with the area, the northern part of the original United States!) Y’all might remember that early this summer, I visited the St. Denis MARC Station on the CSX southwest of Baltimore at the invitation of one of […]

[Jimbaux is wondering if you can take him higher.] We Don’t Need To Talk About It Anymore Here are a few train pictures from New Orleans today. First, we see the Union Pacific’s QLIHL (Quality – Livonia, La., to CSX New Orleans to Hamlet, NC) parked on the Huey P. Long Bridge behind another train […]

[Hey, Mister, can you help Jimbaux?  He’s a loner on the run; he’s just looking for tomorrow, and he ain’t going to hurt no one.] Ah, yes, Jon Bon Jovi’s Blaze Of Glory album, something that I associate with the Colorado (and northern New Mexico) narrow gauge railroad system, for reasons of it being very […]

[Jimbaux trusted your intentions, a trust you took advantage of.] Here are some pictures I took on Thursday.  These are my first pictures on the New Orleans & Gulf Coast Railway in more than a half-year.  The NOGC is an interesting shortline operation, and it’s owned by the Rio Grande Pacific Corporation which owns three […]

[Even when Jimbaux loses, he knows how to win!] So Sick Of You Preaching All The Time What, you’re not listening to today’s song?  Like honey attracting flies, the Lafayette Sub attracted me today when it was time for the #1 and the Chip Local to pass through, despite the heat and the lack of […]

[Jimbaux would like to thank the people in his life . . . for putting up with him.] Yes, thank you, for all the times you’ve sacrificed, and listen to the rest of the song too, for the lyrics are all appropriate! I wanted to make a compilation post for the four posts I made […]

[Jimbaux knows that the little things give you away.] As promised, here is the last of three installments of pictures I took in and near Pittsburg, Kansas, on 23 June 2007.  I posted the first installment in early June and posted the second installment in late June.  Here are the remainder of the shots from […]

[Jimbaux is home, but just for now.] Thanks Thanks to everyone who wrote to me about the last homecoming post.  In just a few hours, the page had 11 comments, and I’ve gotten many private messages about it too.  I’m going to make a compilation post about it soon, and I’ll express more gratitude about […]

[Before you accuse Jimbaux, take a look at yourself.] (This is Part 3 of Jimbaux’s Homecoming Day pictures.  Part 1 in Chattanooga can be seen here, and Part 2 in Alabama can be seen here.) At 14:52, I entered the Magnolia State on US Hwy 11, and at 15:12, I was in Meridian laying eyes […]

[Jimbaux cannot wash away your verbal defecation despite himself.  You’re no Jesus Christ!] (What, you were expecting Glenn Miller?) This is Part 1 of 4 of Jimbaux’s homecoming day that started in Chattanooga, Tennessee, with plenty of pictures of mostly trains, many of them admittedly lame, and which will end in a most spectacular and […]

[Jimbaux was a time bomb about to explode.] I was out on the Montreal, Maine & Atlantic Railway on 21 July 2010, and I got these pictures, my first and only pictures in the province of Quebec! However, I actually had been on the MMA before, five years before, to be specific, and in northern […]

[Jimbaux will fly away again.] “Leave me alone.  I don’t like fast women,” said Dr. Indiana Jones to the sexually pushy Dr. Elsa Schneider in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.  Contrary to what some people – including women who’ve told me they thought I was some kind of Indiana Jones, or, as another put […]

[Jimbaux is begging for his life; it’s hard to say that he will be complete before he dies.] What’s up, my dear Jimbauxlings?  How are you all?  Are y’all ready for some more of Jimbaux’s train pictures and whacked out writings, eh?  Cool. The Last 15 Pictures . . . not of all time, but […]

[Jimbaux needs you to know that he cares, and he misses you.] A Three-fold Utopian Dream It was just over six months ago, Thursday evening, 6 January 2011, the Twelfth Night of Christmas and a fortnight before I departed the Pelican State.  I was driving from the farm to New Orleans at dusk, on my […]