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

[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 […]

[Jimbaux is breaking his own vows, knowing he’ll go down in flames.] Make Me Believe What, you don’t like Godsmack?  What in the heck is wrong with you? As I mentioned at the beginning of the crazy color posting, I was working on that post around midday Friday when I was thinking of going foaming […]

[Jimbaux is letting go of what he has done, forgiving what he has done.] Yes, that’s quite an appropriate tune for today, and see the lyrics here, especially as the album Minutes To Midnight was new when I took these pictures four years ago this month, and therefore playing plenty in my truck.  Today, I […]

[Jimbaux will only patiently wait for you to disappear for a few more days.] This Is My Cross To Bear What, you’re not listening to today’s song?  Anyway, a week ago today, I ended up on the CSX’s ex-Conrail ex-PRR Pope’s Creek branch in Bowie, Maryland, camera in hand.  You might remember my snow shots […]

[Jimbaux is a foamer forever.] I’m Back Thanks to everyone who wrote and commented on the previous post, a post in which the quality of the message far exceeded the lame quality of the photos.  I appreciate it, and it touched me, especially from the two ladies from my former who employer who were, as […]

[Jimbaux was his own worst enemy.] I’ve Given Up? As I’ve recently written, not being able to easily just get up and go foaming is starting to really get to me.  I miss the ease of access to the track in New Orleans, but I don’t miss the 100F temperatures being experienced there now. Pittsburg, […]

[Jimbaux is not the next of them; he is the first of him.] I’m hungry for more than food now, and that is a beautiful thing indeed. Did You “Write It Down” Yet? I keep getting questions/requests about when I’ll be making and publicizing another rap song.  Rest assured, mes amis, that it’s in the […]

[Jimbaux has something for you.] The silence is what kills(killed) me. You Might Remember This This is nothing special, but I merely wanted to make a compilation post for all three parts of the trip to the Shenandoahs that Bernie and I took in April.  So, here goes: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 And, […]

[Jimbaux is a lost bayou rambler.] The Water Is Coming, And There’s Nothing That Can Stop It Perhaps the greatest folly of man is to think that he can somehow control nature.  The oh-so-resilient people of Cajun Country – home for Jimbaux regardless of where he is – will survive, but from Hurricane Gustav to […]

[Jimbaux only knows that he can change; everything else just stays the same.] And Now For Something Completely Different . . . Didn’t I tell y’all that there’d be something different here on Jimbaux’s Journal this week?  In what will be mutually beneficial for our respective websites, Jimbaux teamed up with Kate on Sunday.  She’s […]

[Jimbaux va a descubrir el universo para alcanzarte.] Greetings, dearest readers.  In the my prior posting, which received a respectable amount of comments in the comment section (check it out if you haven’t already), I connected the reaction some made to bin Laden’s death with ignorance in the United States over the Canadian elections this […]

[Jimbaux is just like crosstown traffic, so hard to get through to you.] Whassup, my peeps!  How is y’all doin’ out there in Jimbauxland, eh?  Y’all let me know, a’ight?  Jimbaux is in a pretty good mood tonight; so, you’d better watch out! I’m Not The Only Soul Who’s Accused . . . Of Hit […]

[Jimbaux is not over.] Happy Easter, everyone.  Here are a few shots from Easter Sunday morning on Capitol Hill. It’s Not Any Better, And It’s Actually Worse Now I know this camera is no better when it comes to wide angle shots than my now-gone Canon.  Remember that constricted shot of the Adams building of […]

[Jimbaux is inside out.] Rendezvous, But, No, I’m Not Through With You! Here we go, dear kiddies, with Part 3.  (Part 1 can be seen here, and Part 2 can be seen here.) We were out on the campus of the University of Virginia in the last post, mes amis. There’s a certain Eddie Izzard […]

[Jimbaux heard the Shenandoah calling.] A New Day Has Dawned! Long ago, I imagined using that headline upon getting better photo gear; the opposite is the case here today.  My dearest Jimbauxlings, I continue to be grateful to all of you for the continued support you’ve given me  in the wake of having $3,000 worth […]

(This post is likely to only interest whoadies and foamers.  If you’re neither a whoadie nor a foamer, you may just want to scroll through, look at the pictures, and then exit.) Greetings, dear Jimbauxlings.  Perhaps y’all will remember this post about two weeks ago when I gave my own take on the situation with […]

[Jimbaux is cautiously optimistic that he has finally attained freedom, so he can live.] Per requests, here are some of Jimbaux’s images of North Dakota, presented in a rather random fashion.  (I wonder if Jimi Hendrix ever went to North Dakota.)  The only other time that North Dakota has been featured here on Jimbaux’s Journal […]

[Jimbaux is doing the best he can, now go away.] This post will likely be of interest only to the whoadies and foamers who read Jimbaux’s Journal.  If you’re neither a whoadie nor a foamer (that’s a New Orleans person and a person interested in railroads, for you neophytes), you may just want to scroll […]

[Jimbaux wants to know why you are running away.] Whassup, my dear Jimbauxlings.  It is with love that I bring you part two of Cherry Blossom Saturday, or whatever we’re calling it.  (Part 1 can be seen here.) I Just Wanted You To Tell Me The Truth And you are I. Anyway, we continue with […]

[Jimbaux is whatever you say he is, and if he wasn’t, then why would he say he is?] In The Paper, The News Every Day I Am . . . Yo, whaddup, kiddies!  It’s yo’ boy Jimbaux crankin’ out a post here.  Our Sunday sermon from this angry white rapper is presented here a day […]

[Jimbaux was “over there” at Arlington National Cemetery.] Yesterday, an era came to an end, and Jimbaux was on the scene with falling-apart-camera in-hand. Frank Buckles was the last surviving American soldier to participate in World War I.  Only two participants of that war remain alive now, both in the United Kingdom.  For those of […]

[Jimbaux knows his enemy.] And, of course, the word “proper” in in quotes in the title because the so-called “rules” of photography are more subjective than most people seem to think; the “proper” way to do a shot is whatever way works for you, but, here, I explain my own personal standards. A few weeks […]

Before all the foamers in the audience permanently abandon this site because the last three posts were not railroad-related, let me offer you guys this. There was some recent discussion on some of the foamer forums about when it was appropriate and when it was inappropriate to show photos of railroad employees at work, as […]

[Jimbaux walks alone across the Key Bridge.] My dear Jimbauxlings, today I bring you a set of pictures I took Friday and of which I am quite proud.  Enjoy, mes amis! Storm Light? The weather here Friday was darn weird, and this weirdness provided for some great photo opportunities, so great that I’ve updated my […]

[Jimbaux has been around the world like David Bowie.] Whassup, kiddies?  Mais, Jimbaux’s got something different for you today!  You Cajuns and whoadies will not recognize something that’s in all of today’s pictures.  For the first time in February, I give you some shots that are a day old and taken in the valley of […]

[Jimbaux is wanted dead or alive.] Go East West, Young Man The West; it has long held an allure to many, attracting settlers and adventurers, capitalists and romantics, writers and photographers.  It is a place where men and indeed a nation staked out their fortunes. The West has long indeed held an allure, too, for […]

[Jimbaux is listening to “All Fall Down” by One Republic.] Yo, yo, yo, it’s your boy Jimbaux!  Y’all had enough of those cows?  I’m taking you today not only back to trains but back to Louisiana, the homeland, for a quick lesson on getting your foamie out of a shot. The quick background is that […]

Again, as my old schoolmate from bayouland Will says, “Dell sucks.”  My laptop works, and I’ve reloaded Photoshop, but the drivers to the wireless internet don’t work.  So, here I go again posting on a different computer. An Odd Couple As we continue our random look at random scenes of life through the eyes of […]

Bonjour, mes amis.  C’est tu ami Jimbaux! Thanks. First, in all seriousness, I want to thank many of you for the kind comments, both public and private, that I received from the last post with family, war, death, life, peace, place, and identity.  Special thanks to my father for expressing his feelings about not visiting […]

I know I’ve already made a post today, but I’m already tired of those cheesy New Iberia pictures on the lead article on the home page.  It’s Friday afternoon, and I have other stuff to do.  Actually, that’s an outright lie, but there is indeed some truth to it.  Anyway, I’ll shut up and get […]

Mes amis, here are some pictures I took in Savannah, Georgia, USA, yesterday.  They’re nothing really spectacular, but that’s okay, I guess. Man, I felt right at home with all of this Spanish moss!   The only thing that would have really jacked my bearings was had they been cypress trees. And here’s a nice magnolia […]

All Good Things Must Come To An End Today, I went about foaming again on the Lafayette Sub for what will be the last time in at least a few months and maybe longer than that.  I really wanted to get the Chip Local, of all things.  This post is being made within a few […]

And  Now For Something Completely Different Mes amis, here’s a rather unusual subject matter for what is only the second-ever post here on Jimbaux’s Journal.  We’re very far from Cajun country here, mes amis! A Halcyon Time It was the summer of 2008, and Jimbaux was spending much of the summer on the far northern […]