Thursday, March 06, 2008

Journey To The Center Of A Dying Star

I had to get off the gripe. I like a good gripe. Especially when it is founded in fact. I have this saying, though. And it has served me with a tolerance of injustice (my biggest complaint in life). It goes like this:

"It's not so much that they are unkind; it's that they are just kind of un."

There is so much more beauty than injustice in this world. In beauty there is honesty. Death begets life. And so it goes.

So I give you this:


42 Comments:

At Thursday, March 6, 2008 at 10:12:00 PM PST , Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's like being a victim advocate...everyone always asks how you can see so much awfulness but what they miss is how much resilience and triumph in the face of adversity that you get to see too. For every asshole you meet 10 wonderful people. That is what it is all about...seeing all that.
thanks for reminding me, sometimes its hard to find those kind of people in a class room full of law students.
kem

 
At Thursday, March 6, 2008 at 10:31:00 PM PST , Anonymous quilly said...

I, too, prefer the beauty in life. This is a gorgeous picture -- a once in a lifetime shot. Good capture.

 
At Thursday, March 6, 2008 at 11:37:00 PM PST , Blogger Gawpo said...

KATIE: Ah, you always know just when to appear. And when most I need to hear from you. I think I have gone and lost your email address. Write. Call. We need to catch us up.

Your words gush your true wisdom. A right perceived are you. And that will make you a great attorney. Love, G

QUILLY: Yes. We resonate. And thank you. G

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 6:16:00 AM PST , Blogger Cheesy said...

What a helper bee that gull is... cleaning out the starfishes belybutton lint~~~

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 9:31:00 AM PST , Blogger vicci said...

Beauty is...as beauty does...YOU my Sweetness are SO BOOTIFULL!!!!! XXXXOOOOOOOO

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 10:33:00 AM PST , Blogger lime said...

after having typed out a nice long comment on this post and having blogger eat it like the gull pecking out the starfish i could rant...instead i will be thankful that i found you through blogger in spite of it's failure to work properly. right attitude, no?

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 2:46:00 PM PST , Blogger Gillian @ Indigo Blue said...

Gawpy
You sweet thang.
I've missed you! Glad you decided to PTFO to my blog and do a drive by commenting.
Much preciatd. Ah-ight.
Now, lets put our heads together and think of celebrity that would be Joe-worthy.
He never told me, the bugger.
Some things must remain sacred I suppose.
Love you, thanks for the recipe my friend!
xox
Gillian

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 6:54:00 PM PST , Blogger Gawpo said...

CHEESY: He's looking for a steamer clam, actually. I interviewed him.

VICCANCE: And is that just not Sofa King awesome?! Yeah, Baby. Smootches!

LIMERS: Do you not just hate that? That's why I copy as I go along, especially if it's a longie. But look, you got to join the parallel universe of gripe and beauty, so it was all worth it. Preferable, even.

BLUE, GILLY, SWEETHEART: Oh no, no, no, no, no. He's not getting off this easy. Well not as easy as he did when...um....well....you get my point. We must pry. We must. We must.

Okay, here's my first guess: Iggy Pop. And I'm stickin' with it.

xoxoxoXO! G

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 8:52:00 PM PST , Blogger somewhere joe said...

each turning star
in sea and sky
that live and burn
to live and die

 
At Friday, March 7, 2008 at 10:15:00 PM PST , Blogger Cheesy said...

He must not have found one.. I see no drawn butter......

 
At Saturday, March 8, 2008 at 8:54:00 PM PST , Blogger Gawpo said...

SOMEWHERE JOE: Wow.

CHEESY: I think Joe found one. And then just told us about it.

Likin' the rain? I am, actually. The elderberry always gets the jump on the budding scene it would seem. I can't wait for the lemon sensations from the young and pungent thimbleberry leaves.

 
At Saturday, March 8, 2008 at 10:12:00 PM PST , Blogger Ellie said...

Lovely pic of Jonathan seagul

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 6:21:00 AM PDT , Blogger Pam Aries said...

mmmm... yum! Crunchy Starfish breakfast! THe new cereal treat!

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 9:00:00 AM PDT , Blogger Cheesy said...

The Daphne is in bloom!! It's SPRING... DEEEEEEEEEEEEP sniff~~

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 9:02:00 AM PDT , Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is my first time visiting your blog and what a nice blog it is.

Anyone who has lived on the water or near it knows of the reputation the seagull has. They have been called everything from a beautiful addition to any seascape painting or photograph to "flying-rats," by those who live only in reality.

In any event, you have captured the bird in its handsomeness and its fate in reality.

Have a great weekend.

Butch

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 10:54:00 AM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

ELLIE: Jonathan LIVINGSTON Seagull. Sounds so New Zealander with that Livingston in there. Hello, Dear!

PAM ARIES: Yes. But this is only a serving suggestion.

BUTCH: Thank you for stopping by, Butch. Nice to see you. And thank you much for the kind words.

True story, that. What you say about this bird rings true. The gull gets a bad rap due to its ability to survive by eating anything that can convert to energy. But so beautiful. And so essential to the role that laws prohibit any harm to them. I used to lie awake at night imagining their cries. I love how they begin in the croak and rise in pitch to the shrill.

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 12:11:00 PM PDT , Blogger Scarlet said...

Now why can't I get a beauty of a shot like that living in South Florida? Amazing photo, Gawpo, and thanks for sharing it along w/ your inspirational quote. Being a hot-tempered espaƱola, it'll do me good to remember those words. ;)

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 12:16:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

SCARLETISSIMA: Oh wow. I love when you come over here. Go look what Joe did at Hooky Beach. Yowzers!

Besos! G

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 5:22:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gillian @ Indigo Blue said...

Gawpeaux~
Iggy?
No.
Bette Midler.

?
xo
Gillian

 
At Sunday, March 9, 2008 at 11:57:00 PM PDT , Blogger Bazza said...

Great seagull picture Gawpo, I shall be posting some seagull pics myself in the next couple of days.

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 1:53:00 AM PDT , Blogger Ps said...

Loved it Gawpo--Simply loved it. Death begets life--so true--but why is it so hard to accept?

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 8:14:00 AM PDT , Blogger somewhere joe said...

Gulls are a sporty creature, yellow beak and red flippers; they entertain kids down here at the beach, snatching tidbits thrown into the air.

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 11:33:00 AM PDT , Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

This is about me somehow. I don't know how...but it is...

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 6:12:00 PM PDT , Blogger Pam Aries said...

Hooty hoo! This gull loves visiting your blog,it's so ..wellll...different. It has bouys on it..heh heh. And lots of clever chatter!

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 6:52:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BLUE TSG: Mette Bidler? Hmmmmm....yeah. I like that. That might be who. Er...whom. Whatev. He sure is staying quiet, now isn't he? He ain't biting. He's staying erudite. We need to tickle him. Yes. Get him down on the ground and you go for the feet while I take to the bottoms of his feet. He's trying to keep a straight face. We cannot have this. You up for it?

BAH-ZER: I eagerly await. Do you think ours are descendants of the gulls who rebelled from the Crown way back when?

Ps: It is hard to accept because even though we see it every day and talk about it, we have to do it. Leaping is not ever easy, I find. Were it up to me, I would probably not even die if I had the choice. Honest.

SOMEWHERE JEAUX: Nice try. We see right through your stoic eruditions. You opened the door. Blue and I are marching in with our respective search warrants. That said, you are so right about the gulls. They are little flying playpens, the pigeons to our own piazzas.

FAB: You always make my face stretch into a nearly uncomfortable smile through which a loud gafawing laugh launches. You are correct oh wise master.

PAM ARIES: Hooty Hoo!!! Yes. Very popular here. Between you and me, I think he knows it too. He's starting to get stuck-up.

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 7:20:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gillian @ Indigo Blue said...

Oh dear. Yes, a tickle fest must ensue.
Oh Joe, we warned you.
Now we are going to have to play dirty.

Burt Bacharach?
George Michael?
Cher?

xoxo

 
At Monday, March 10, 2008 at 8:27:00 PM PDT , Blogger Diesel said...

When you wish upon a star... Hello, is this thing on?

 
At Tuesday, March 11, 2008 at 7:31:00 PM PDT , Blogger somewhere joe said...

You're not getting any closer, my urchins. And as we say down at the beach, 'a miss is as good as a male.'

 
At Tuesday, March 11, 2008 at 9:23:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BLUE TSG: He is not going to make this easy. Does he ever? The pretending not to be ticklish is about to break. I think I saw the corners of the mouth about to pull out the big wide smile. Remember, Blue: every denial is just another clue.

DIESEL: A-hem. How'd you get in here? We're closed. Who let you in? Well, might as well have some pizza since you're here. Cheers.

SOMEWHERE JOE: Was going to pull out the Anthony Michael Hall, but then went to Elvis Costello. Sure, he's with Diana Krall last I heard, but that means nothing. I'm close. I can just sense it. I'm in the Wrigley's Field of success. Admit it, Jeaux.

 
At Wednesday, March 12, 2008 at 11:18:00 AM PDT , Blogger Gillian said...

I love how he comes here, reads us, then pretends NOT to hear.
You know?
Like he has a finger in each ear and singing ...la la la la!
xo

 
At Wednesday, March 12, 2008 at 5:55:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BLUE TSG: Yeah. And his eyes are scrunched really, really tight and then he stops to look at you then at me and then back to you and holds his hands two inches from his ears, but ready to go again if we utter another name.

Sheesh.

 
At Wednesday, March 12, 2008 at 9:21:00 PM PDT , Blogger Claire said...

If you wanna see cute, go meet Mia!
I'd love for you to hear the calls that my firebelly toads make to each other. Such beautiful music to the ears. Something between a hoot and a purr.
And btw, don't emperor penguins sound like they are from an alien planet?

 
At Wednesday, March 12, 2008 at 9:24:00 PM PDT , Blogger Claire said...

Ok, one more thing, from "Twelfth Night":

In nature there's no
blemish but the mind;
None can be called
deformed but the unkind.

 
At Wednesday, March 12, 2008 at 10:28:00 PM PDT , Anonymous Anonymous said...

So Somewhere Joe still isn't talking? Now, my interest has arisen. ( has anyone bribed him yet? ) ;-)

Butch

 
At Friday, March 14, 2008 at 1:09:00 PM PDT , Blogger Pam Aries said...

HI Ya! I am having cocktails in the magic bus ..Gypsy Lounge... to night..stop by...hee heee!

 
At Friday, March 14, 2008 at 6:58:00 PM PDT , Anonymous Anonymous said...

WOW! you are ready for national geographic, gawps!

love,
cheendruh

 
At Saturday, March 15, 2008 at 4:35:00 AM PDT , Blogger somewhere joe said...

MMM sun dried starfish. That's where the word sundry comes from. You're welcome.

Did anybody find my lost salt shaker?

 
At Saturday, March 15, 2008 at 10:21:00 AM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

Oh, CLAIRE: I dig cute the mostest and will go meet Mia. Heading over. Firebelly toads? Cool. I long for the raucous frog fest every January out in my woods. It wasn't so loud this year. That worries me some. Isn't Antarctica an alien planet? Sorta thought it was. Hmmm... Might be wrong about that.

Oh, CLAIRE: I love that. Bill is write. Uh, I mean right. Anyway, this is precisely the response I have when I hear someone refer to a certain fish as "ugly." That just blows me away. No, we are not comparing this animal to what GQ says is beautiful. Thank you very much.

BUTCH: Ok. He just left another clue. Now I'm going with someone named Morton or Leslie.

Blue, are you paying attention here? Wake up! I know it's been days since we've slept, but we must continue (slaps face; you say thanks and that you needed that).

PAM ARIES: Is there any hootch left? It's 10 in the morning, but I'm up for it. Scoot over. I'm hopping on. HOOTY HOO!

CHEENDRUH: You are too kind. But I do love that photograph. Oh, and you.

SOMEWHERE JEAUX: I thought everyone knew that. I have a friend who STILL works in a restaurant and he got the chef one night with a pun on Oprah when the chef actually was preparing an "okra wine fry."

Thanks for the clue. Last I saw, though, you left it on the heating table when you were going through the Buffett.

 
At Saturday, March 15, 2008 at 12:16:00 PM PDT , Anonymous Anonymous said...

"...BUTCH: Ok. He just left another clue. Now I'm going with someone named Morton or Leslie...."
Gawpo
=================================== Let's see... "Popcorn" (Iggy Pop), Salt... (Morgan Freeman, uh,no...that would be Morton "seagulls," (Steven Seagull;-), the martial arts figure) Salt, Saline, (Celine Dion) You mentioned Leslie. You are aware that Wolf Blitzer's first name is Leslie. ( I would think Joe would have better taste but, far be it from me to judge that.);-)
There it is.

Hope that's helpful ( right... )

Butch

 
At Sunday, March 16, 2008 at 7:51:00 AM PDT , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good morning,

Here's another thought about salt, etc.

A salt rimmed glass is a must when serving a marguerita. Could the mistery person be Margaret Cho? ;-)

Butch

 
At Sunday, March 16, 2008 at 9:45:00 PM PDT , Blogger Gawpo said...

BUTCH: Wow! You are totally on to something here. Lots of something. I did not know that---Leslie? Blitzer's first name is Leslie? I bow down in worship! I'm not worthy! I'm not worrrrrthy! Steven Seagull. Naw. Too martial artsy. Joe wouldn't stoop to such pretentiousness. Unless Steven was really hot. Okay, so he would. I had already guessed and it has already been dismissed that it was Iggy Pop. That was my first guess due to the "pop" star reference. Dang.

But we shall NOT give up!

BUTCH: It kills me whenever I see someone order their marguerita saltless on the rim. I roll my eyes. Then lick more off mine. YUM.

 
At Tuesday, March 18, 2008 at 2:11:00 PM PDT , Blogger Butch said...

BUTCH: It kills me whenever I see someone order their marguerita saltless on the rim. I roll my eyes. Then lick more off mine. YUM.
==================================
It's almost my favorite part. ;-) If the wait staff didn't have to dump out the drink to put more salt on the rim, I would request a second "dipping." ;-)

 

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