May 7, 2012
Adventures in web(footed) dating
One bird’s effort pursuing the gull of his dreams.
Ok, I’ve gone all out. THIS is a great gift. I know she’s gonna love it!
Hey, beautiful: this is for YOU.
Uh, beautiful? Hello?
Hmmph. Man, I look like an idiot.
All right then: I’ll boldly take the initiative, and bring her proof of my love. And, my bank account. This stupid thing cost a fortune…
Yes! I got her to look! Success! She notices me! Ahem: I HEREBY PRESENT YOU WITH…
…THIS PROOF… OF… Wait! Where’re you going??
Whoa! Beautiful! Hold on! Come back! It’s your color and everything! [Geez, this thing is heavy. Next time I’m just getting flowers like the cheap gulls. None of this root-ball-o’-sincerity crap…].
Oh, bea-u-ti-fuuullll..?! Come heeeeeere?! I got this for youuuu… Huh? What? You like it? Really? Oh, wow… oooh… ohhh… mmmmm… you DO like it! Ahhhh….
(intentionally blurry for a PG-rated blog post)
And this is all I’m left with. She had her way with me. She took everything. Geez, I’m so, um, gullible… But the promise of love is worth it… sigh… well, at least I think it is?… maybe?… wait, how much did that thing cost…?
Paul Muller said,
May 7, 2012 @ 3:13 pm
This is exactly what happens to me every year on our anniversary…
Michael Shaffer said,
May 7, 2012 @ 5:42 pm
Excellent shots — amazing commentary —
Phil Green said,
May 7, 2012 @ 6:20 pm
Does Mona help write your material? I love it!
Alex Shapiro said,
May 7, 2012 @ 6:25 pm
You found me out, Phil! Indeed, most of my material is from a dromedary camel’s brain, which explains why this blog is free: I’d never ask anyone to pay for jokes this lame!
Mark R. Walker said,
May 7, 2012 @ 7:28 pm
Lame might be your game!!! LOL
What great commentary to go with some wonderful pics.
Glenn Buttkus said,
May 10, 2012 @ 4:19 pm
SLY JAZZ @ 1:25 was the perfect score for these courting ritual images. Your humor is resurfacing with gusto. Been a while since I dropped in; stay pretty busy being King of Facebook, and another jester on Twitter these days; and lots of writing.
I slipped back a couple postings here to find the hidden Shapiro poetics, and find them I did.
Squawk Stalking
Yes,
gulls have tongues;
and they laugh
at me.
Composers are fragile creatures.
We toil and stress over
every note,
every measure,
every nuance
of each phrasing mark.
This feathered visage,
in front of me,
as I strive for utter,
unobtainable-but-yet-
neurotically-necessary
perfection,
is not especially helpful.
He doesn’t care,
he just laughs
at me
and waits.
It’s easy to be paranoid
when one of these guys
just won’t take no
for an answer.
Everywhere I turn my gaze,
there he is ,
laughing at me,
looking at me,
staring at me.
Occasionally
trying to be coy,
as if I won’t notice
he’s there; but
in his mind
I know
he is laughing
and expecting table service;
the nerve.
Alex Shapiro
Alex Shapiro said,
May 10, 2012 @ 4:27 pm
Well, you may be King of Facebook, but you are Supreme Ruler of the Kelphistos, Glenn! Thanks for the twitter shout-out, too!