Thursday, February 15, 2007

My Funny Valentine---I Am So Loved




Click here to see the card Cheen-Druh sent me for Valentine's Day!

WARNING: This Valentine contains subject matter some listeners may find wonderfully loving.

I just went ahead and added a few pics for the heck of it. They include Center Island in the San Juans. This is looking north after swinging around for final approach to the landing strip which you can see is unimproved grass and pebbles. The other flying shot was taken on the way up and I am just approaching the southern shore of Lopez Island. You can just barely see the top of Orcas Island in the way-off foreground and to the right. San Juan Island is off to the left. I love Friday Harbor! The dude with the pinchable cheeks is noneother than Gawpo. You can see that I fish. You can just barely see one of my favorite pots off my right shoulder. (At first I thought it was one of my Raku pieces, but when I enlarged---yeah, Candace, I said it! Sheesh---it, I could see it was a different bowl. I will post pots soon.) The antique decoy was my favorite uncle's. Carl. Carmelo.

40 Comments:

At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 10:24:00 PM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

HA! It worked. How great. You are SO loved. Yay, Gawpo! Looking forward to seeing you. Remember: jammies, slippers, cold weather gear, (not really...the heat is cranked for you,dude), DIAMOND ring, and garlic! Maybe some cioppino base? Oooooh, yum. Can't wait to see you, silly.

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 10:33:00 PM PST , Blogger C said...

Not very shaven, Dude. I assume you have made up for that elsewhere. ^_^

Were you planning to land something in that bare strip in the bush? (heh) Yikes!

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 10:45:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Cheen-Druh!: Croly Hap!!! I just posted this and went back to edit, came back and here is your comment. Do you have some sort of Gawpeaux alert device that is electronic and takes batteries like someone ELSE I know who used me today?

Candace: Double Croly Hap!!! Same thing. Yeah, those files are, as the Donald would say, YOOOOOGE. You can see every whisker, shaven or not. And like any kid would say, "That's for me to know and you to find out!" Goodness, girl. You've made me blush. What with all that talk of greasing a landing on a strip in the bush and all. (throws head back like madelain kahn in high anxiety and shivers)

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 10:49:00 PM PST , Blogger C said...

I just meant you hadn't shaven your head. Not pickin' on your facial shaving job.

When can we expect the pics of the other shaven parts?

Have you seen my lanyard?

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 10:51:00 PM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ew. Ew. Ew. The lanyard is hanging on the clothes line. we had to bleach it.

The shaven one has spoken: bring me figs and tiny flowers...and henna.

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:03:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Candace: Yeah, I know. That's why I was....oh...wait a minute...you mean the OTHER head. Okay. Yeah. Uh. No, not yet. There's still (some) hair up there.

Will send pics of Cindra holding me down while Tom takes the shots. You'll like the tension. But then, so will I....

You have your answer about the lanyard. You'll get it back cleansed and lanyard-use residue free, I promise.

Cindra: Thank you for sanitizing Candace' lanyard.

No roses. Copy. Figs. Copy. They shall be yours. Oh yes, they shall be yours.

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:05:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Candace: Go back to our dirty little luff fest trysting place with Amanda over at Egan's. I put us over a hundred and finished up with a few....heh heh....pertinent comments.

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:08:00 PM PST , Blogger C said...

Thank you, Cindra! I do appreciate it. And the balls on the end? Still there or mysteriously vanished?

Gawpo, tension, figs, lanyards - my brain spins! Off to the lurve fest. I'm chasing you around 3 blogs. Maybe 4. Sholy Hit!

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:16:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Candace: Sholy Hit indeed, woman! Now you're over here. This is like trying to watch the Marx Brothers run from doorway to doorway down a long hallway, not knowing where they'll pop out next. Like the balls on the end of your lanyard!

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:42:00 PM PST , Blogger Preeti Shenoy said...

Gawpo: You do look so sweeeeeeeeet!I must show Atul this picture.He hasnt checked his mail yet. I got two from you--and replied to both--to BOTH your ids.I do hope you get it. (it was a poem--in response to yours!)

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:49:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Ps: Great! You got my emails. But what of your originals? And that of Atul's? I will go see. Maybe you re-sent (must use hyphen there! Ha!) them.

 
At Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 11:56:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Ps: Originals not there. Dang. Wonder what happened to them. But thank you for that lovely counter poem. And for liking my face.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 5:18:00 AM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

All of you have been hanging out with Fab entirely too much! Pap and I live in Potteryland Gawpo, can't wait to see your pots...did I miss them on Cindra's barter page?

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 5:20:00 AM PST , Blogger Joe Jubinville said...

I saw that card. Dude! You get girls so excited, their eyebrows float over their heads when they talk to you. It's the plane isn't it? The vocabulary? The cheeks? The Raku? The garlic mashed potatoes? I'm not letting you up til you tell. And maybe not even then.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 7:03:00 AM PST , Blogger armalicious said...

Great pics!! And what a sweet valentine!

You look very Sicilian in this picture! Hey, I want a Louis Prima post, too! I have Buona Sera as my myspace song.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 9:26:00 AM PST , Blogger C said...

Oh, my! I don't think you'd said "enlarged" when I *came* before. I hope I inspired you. ^_^

I want to see your pots. Can you do a Ghost-like vid of you throwing them? I don't believe I've ever seen Ghost, but I know the scene. And You can call it Gawst. Maybe a Gawst meets Faust sort of thing. Hmmm. . .

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:40:00 AM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love to fish!! Let's plan a trip!!

I love the pics!!!

btw - you said you would follow me ...I'm still waiting.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 1:18:00 PM PST , Blogger Gill said...

Hellooo!
Glad to see you smiling and enjoying your days off!
Beautiful photos Gawpo.
Lovely Valentine too...xo

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 2:36:00 PM PST , Blogger Gill said...

Gawpo? Gawpo??? Where you at??
You better be taking care of Cindra!

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 8:13:00 PM PST , Blogger Lisa Oceandreamer Swifka said...

You have the sweetest face!
Great photos and that Valentine was so unique! It sounds like you have a lot of love in your life.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 9:07:00 PM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, I am planning to spend this coming summer at Friday Harbor. Thanks for the preview.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:30:00 PM PST , Blogger egan said...

I see you're no longer using my blog for your comment antics. Phew.

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:34:00 PM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Blue-Gawpo totally ended up in hysterics over Mystery Science Theater and a cold one with my hubby...they forgot to change my gauze this afternoon and I awoke to a mouthful of blood...it's been traumatic.

Okay. I'll be honest. He kissed my cheek, constantly asked how I was (after I drowned in my blood) and invited me to sit under his downy blanket on the sofa...he's been great, damn it.

Thanks for keeping on top of things. We gals need to stick together.MWAH to you, true blue.

Oh, and Hi Gawpo. Are you on my new iMac?

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:53:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Kat: I write from Cindra's. And you are so correct, I fear. Especially me and Chall Tick. We've been tainted. Candace will no doubt be making a joke even about that comment. To me "pottery land" means Ohio. Let's tawk.

Somewhere Joe: Okay! Okay! Uncle! Uncle! It's also the eggplant recipe. You would die. I would love to send it to you, Mr. 50% of your speed dial memory is committed to restaurants. (too lazy for the hyphens. sorry...)

Arm-anda: Yeah. I swore I wouldn't permit my anatomy to swell in the face as did my father's and grandfather's and great grandfather's. I'm thinking it may be hereditary. Not sure, really. Those Sicilian cheeks, I have found, become necessary for clenching the stubborn grain of goat and biscotti (not mixed together, of course. that would be silly.) You shall have your Louis Prima. Know, too, that last night I went around and photographed my family's old Sicilian wedding pics, etc. I love how you posted yours. Now I bid you a buona sera e notte.

Candace: Oh, you inspired me all righty. Uh-huh. And look what happens. We get chewed out by Kat. I am DONE with that blue humor. Do you hear me, woman! (meet you over at egan's in 30 minutes. shhhhhh...)

Snavy: Love that you love the pics. Love YOU for saying such. If for some whacky reason you ever came here, you would so be fishing, crabbing and/or clamming.

Blue TSG: I am loving it with Cindra and Tom and Bonny Baby and Sissy and Brubba. Tom and I just got done with our Laugh Fest, both acquiring headaches from laughing so hard at Mystery Science Theater. The weather over at the beach was hard (settle down, Candace!) IFR--instrument flight rules---and so I had to settle for driving over to where the skies are much clearer. Cindra just got up and came in to check on my blogging progress. All she can eat is yogurt and pudding, just the soft stuff. And she is so hungry, poor dear. Tomorrow we feast.

Lisaoceandreamer: Love in my life? Don't I know it. And a good chunk of it, I daresay, comes from here. I will tell my mother what you said about my face. She likes it, too. The Valentine is totally Cindra's doing and I claim no responsibility whatsoever. I just lap it up like a milk starved puppy.

Quilly: So, you must tell me if you have been there before. Spending the whole summer? How long? I'm planning an April trip and then a July trip. We must tawk!

 
At Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:58:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Egan: That's because you posted your comment too soon. Go back and read what I just got done planning with Candace. Heh heh heh heh......

Cheen-Druh!: Where the hell ARE you? Do you have some laptop thingy going on back there in the bedroom. This is too freaky! You scare me. But I love you for that. Sorry about the gut full of blood today. The splat on the wall will rival any Warhol. Good work!

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 12:08:00 AM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Warhol? Methinks you are perhaps thinking of a vertical Pollock, hon. All in red, MOFO!!! Less the dag butts tossed in.
I'm tired, and will retire soon...I just couldn't stand missing out on your superstardom...so had to pay a visit.

Really, thanks for being here. xoxoxo You are the bestest of friends with the most kissable of cheeks. I hope everyone knows that a hot slim bod lies beneath the abundance of kissable cheekage...Yeah, beybeh!

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 12:08:00 AM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Snavy: Almost forgot----I just got an earful from Cindra about switching over to typepad right before I went to your comment. I just want to be sure I can transfer everything over there like you did.

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 12:15:00 AM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

CHEEN-DRUH!!!: You ARE blogging in the boudoire (sp? sorry, egan)!!!! Have Bonny Baby wake me up around niner or so. If I'm not up by then, that is. I will see if G Dawg will sleep with me. I must win her over with more Gawpo scratches in all the right spots. My heart goes out to neglected pups in former domiciles. Juniper is trying to talk me into adopting a certain feline from the shelter. Her name is Carmela. I told her I would have to drop the first syllable off her name if I took her. Mela sounds like a good cat name.

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 5:01:00 AM PST , Blogger Gill said...

NO no no! CARMELA is it. Keep the car!
Keep it! I love that name.
Glad you are still here, and not MIA. Turns out you were being a great guy as usual.
You had a visit from oceandreamer! Cool!
xo

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 8:25:00 AM PST , Blogger C said...

Oh, yes, take the feline! She will be great company.

All this talk of hard and taint, Gawpo, you could use a good pussy.>^_^<

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 9:07:00 AM PST , Blogger robkroese said...

Pretty cool. The card chick sounded like Sigourney Weaver. On Valium.

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 1:08:00 PM PST , Blogger Kat Campbell said...

Pottery Land is Ohio! We must talk, I need a piece of your pottery for my collection.

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 1:15:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Blue TSG: It's sort of an inside d'joake because the MRE's (most recent ex) first name was Carla. I suppose I could let another Car into my life, but ever so cautiously. I'm tellin' ya, if this cat tells me she's never met such an amazing man in her entire life and then winds up dumping me for "unknown reasons," then I'm only driving pickups to avoid the three letter prefix.

Candace: Oh, I love you sooooo much!

Diesel: Yer killin' me, Mr. Voyant. Tom and I were watching Ghostbusters yesterday. Ms. Weaver was tray hawght.

Kat: Plans to reestablish the Gawpo Pottery Works are in progress. Please stand by. It shall be yours. Oh yes, it shall be yours.....

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 5:13:00 PM PST , Blogger Nessa said...

So sweet.

 
At Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 10:30:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Nibby: Ah, shucks.....

 
At Sunday, February 18, 2007 at 5:14:00 AM PST , Blogger Nessa said...

I was tired last night and couldn't be my usual witty self. Hope you are all having loads of fun.

 
At Sunday, February 18, 2007 at 10:35:00 AM PST , Blogger Gill said...

Nibby? You gotta love shortening names.
What does Gawpo mean? Is it an acronym? A homonym? A synonym?
Inquiring minds want to know.
How you feeling after the shin dig?
I need some couch time personally.
xo

 
At Sunday, February 18, 2007 at 10:50:00 AM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Blue-Gawpo is non of the above...it's a luvinhim. when our bonnie baby was itty bittier than she is even now, she couldn't say Gawpo's name...all that would come out is, "Gawpo". He's been Gawpo ever since. Or, of course, Uncle Gawpo. Hope you are enjoying the couch time! Mwah.

 
At Sunday, February 18, 2007 at 1:13:00 PM PST , Blogger Jacob said...

Nibbicus Goldeniaticus: Your wit was resting. Wit needs sleep. Wit needs pause. All good for your wit-ness.

Blue TSG: Not only do I love shortening names, I love olive oil names. The latter, they say, is somewhat healthier. Nibby means Crisco in Portuguese (on some islands).

Receiving a name from such newness out of heaven's gate is like being named by an angel. I am thinking of having it legally changed to Gawpo. Wine ott?

Cheen-Druh!: 2655

 
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