Me and Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge . . . feelin' almost faded as my jeans . . . all the way to New Orleans."
I can't pretend that I flagged a diesel down, but my recent trip from Houston to New Orleans -- with numerous stops along I-10 -- did allow me to sing out just about every song I knew, including the Kristofferson /Joplin classic.
Observations? Refining is still big business. Casinos are hurting everywhere, not just Vegas. Texas has more regional economies than most of the countries in the world. Houston alone seems to have a dozen distinct economic drivers to go along with its half dozen dominant ethnic cultures. Louisiana in general is doing pretty damn well and the New Orleans' recovery impressive real traction. If someone along our south coast mentions "the corps" everybody knows which organization they're talking about -- and it's not the Marines. Fried pig ears aren't bad.
The chamber boards I visited with in Beaumont and Lake Charles were extremely proud of their chamber and staff leadership. The staffs, in turn, are mighty ambitious along that Gulf corridor.
Final note -- I never expected that New Orleans would be a "new frontier" kind of talent magnet. Young, smart, eager people are flocking there for a chance to be part of rebuilding the region and venturing into the "next" Louisiana economy. Very cool.