I imagine that most people are probably as sick of hearing about this Gulf oil spill as I was of hearing the unending over the top sports news coverage of one LaBron James. Sorry about that.
Since our boat has been in Fourchon, LA, one of the nerve centers of the oil spill response, I and my fellow crew members have just been inundated 24 hours a day with everything oil spill.
Not only is our barge being hacked at, opened up and welded on to facilitate the equipment that will retrieve oil from the surface of the Gulf of Mexico, but every direction we look has something to do with BP and their mess.
Below is a container being lowered onto the barge.
I have no idea what purpose this will serve other than to ugly up an already ugly barge.
Glance in any direction and you see temporary housing stacked on barges like so many building blocks, to house the thousands of workers who have flooded this Bayou to help in the response.
Below I captured a woman who looks to be chillin on her temporary front porch, maybe calling home to report on the work she's been doing. Or, ordering a pizza.
I have no idea.
Our barge is slowly being transformed from a big ugly oil barge to a big ugly oil response vessel.
The work intensified today and is expected to stay that way until Kevin Costner's miracle machines show up and are installed on the barge.
I don't know how long these preparations will take, our office personnel doesn't feel like we should be included into the circle of trust.
BP says there are 7000 boats and 46000 people working in some way on the clean up. I guess last week they only had 45,999 people involved.
I just got here a couple of days ago.