New Orleans Odditarium Expands

I received a call from the Coroner's office today.  I told them they had the wrong number.

The Odditarium continues to fill with knickknacks, gimcrackery, and bookkeeping, as well as beekeeping, anthropological specimens, and a rather humdrum collection of curios.  What would an Odditarium be without a wing dedicated to cryptozoology?  It would be Boston baked beans without any molasses.

I took some algae samples from the canal that runs down the middle of Palmetto Street.  I also walked along abandoned railroad tracks running through Kenner, where I eyeballed some potentially revelatory documentary evidence.  It was a busy day, when you include important time aimlessly squandered wandering between St. Bernard Avenue and Leonidas Street.

A few minutes ago, I received a text message from the Coroner's office.  "We have just discovered that we have been contacting you in error.  Please forgive the intrusion and inconvenience.  Good hunting!"

It has been a rewarding day.

Louis Armstrong Airport

The Louis Armstrong Airport Logo.

Only a curmudgeon would begrudge anything being named after New Orleans' favorite son.  I spent a lot of time at the airport today, and intend to spend a few more days there on bivouac.  What leads WK to explore the ins and outs of Crescent City aviation?  All in good time, gentle reader, all in good time.

Louis Armstrong Airport's official code is MSY, a mystery to some.  In fact, the airport was originally called Moisant Field.  The field was named after John Moisant, an aviation pioneer who attempted feats that tempted the devil to take his due.  M. Moisant died on the very property where aeroplanes land today on a regular basis without incident.

MSY supposedly stands for Moisant Stock Yards.  For the usual convoluted reasons that make New Orleans history both a boon and a bore to learn, I will spare you the details.  Rest assured, John Moisant's ghost was placated once the new airport was named in his honor.

Baleanius Rex!