Thursday, July 09, 2009

I'll Have A Short Stack With A Million Scrambled Eggs On The Side Please

As I was ambling across Texas on Highway 60, I saw a large plume of smoke in the distance. At first I thought it was some redneck hauling ass on a dirt road, but as I got closer realized that no pick-up truck kicks up a trail that big; I must've been 30 miles out at that point.

I couldn't imagine what could be on fire; there wasn't anything out there.

But as the traffic (if you can count five or six cars traffic) came to a crawl and then to a stop, I decided to pull over on the shoulder for a minute or so. A; to figure out how long the road was going to be tied up and b; to get some pictures.

The blaze was quite large and as each building became engulfed in flames, the plume seemed to breathe; each puff larger than the last.

I watched as several fire crews drove toward the buildings, lights and sirens screaming. One trailed after the other down the road to the fire. This was a big deal; the
Cal-Maine egg plant was going up in flames.

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1 YEAR AGO: It Came At A Perfect Time
2 YEARS AGO: Experimenting With Scrotum
3 YEARS AGO: Can Anyone Spare A Roll Of Pennies?
4 YEARS AGO: Matching Purse And Flip-Flops??


all things bradbury said...

well this just sucks....i have to make myself not think about how alot of our food is raised/produced to begin with, but to think of all those hens trying to get away from the, on a bright got some excellant pictures......

Fandango Travelers said...

WOW. What a sad story. What a great photo. I must be a damn trucker - the first thing I did was look at the trailer to see whose it was!?!?!