Hula-Hooping Nuns and Abrupt Steamwhistles.

Jack Kevorkian died four days ago. What a guy. I don't know what to say. I'm saddened. My father loves pistachios, and I remember that the first thing Jack Kevorkian wanted after his sentence was a sandwich and some pistachios, so I always tell him about how Kevorkian wanted some after jail to back his statements of "They're good".

I like Jazz, and when I found that Kevorkian released a Jazz Album called, "A Very Still Life", I promptly sat back with the address he'd put on his ballot while running for office in Michigan, and wrote him a letter asking him if he liked Art Blakey or Dizzy Gillespie, and how A Night In Tunisia was pretty good stuff. I ended off asking him if he had a favorite. The postcard I sent him was of nuns hula-hooping, and I remember, as I was in high-school at the time, my TAG-Supervisor going, "If you know anything about Jack Kevorkian's personality, you know he's got a good sense of humor right? I think he'll appreciate that card in particular more than anyone you'd send it to."

It was one of those "What If" things. I didn't want to sit in bed and wonder if Jack Kevorkian would have written me back if I'd had the courage to write him, so I wound up doing it.
He never wrote me back, but I'd like to think he read it.

I hope Nirvana, or Heaven, or Jannah has pistachios and turkey sandwiches, Jack.
I know they have Dizzy Gillespie.

Awhile back, I'd found one of my old wallets checking for the pieces in a box of LIFE. I was short eighty bucks or so - it was presumably stolen by a girl staying with us who'd likely hidden it there. Inside of it was also a fortune-cookie's fortune, the number of someone who'd hated my guts, and a call-card.

It said: "Now is a good time to finish up old tasks - 2 3 24 28 31 43"

I took it to heart. I don't know why - it seemed pretty profound, so I called up Rigel and apologized for being young and stupid, and he did the same.

That day I prepped the house for a tour, worked out, and did everything else I'd had to do. I settled a lot of old grudges. I settled Liam's age-old concerns, and I hadn't even known they were there. I'd treated a few friends to gifts long overdue, and I punctuated it all with something I'd enjoyed immensely.

Ages ago, I did a post about Watashinokoko, and writing Yosu, and how it was easily one of the cooler moments in my rather tapioca life. Yosu is the sole member of digital-band Watashinokoko, and after talking to Rigel, he revealed he'd been quite a fan since meeting me.

Liam hates Yosu for the same reason Rigel had brought him up - he works dilligently and brilliantly, and then deletes all of his work when he wants to take it in a new direction. As such, I've worked rather hard over the past few years to dilligently save his work.

He asked me for it, and I uploaded everything Watashinokoko I'd had. Even short little replies from writing Yosu.

If you're interested, everything's still up. It's got all his albums, including a later-scrapped and impossible-to-find release of his titular album 'Watashinokoko', and some unreleased stuff that he'd uploaded to his Artist's Page, and then removed.

You can get it by clicking: Here

I apologize for the "Unreleased" folder, as while it features many rough-draft, brainstorming versions of his music, and a few unreleased tracks, it also features a few that weren't on an album at the time that I'd collected them and have since been released.

And, to my regret, I confess there are gaps. A few spots where the Media site I'd been stealing his music from had changed scripting, and I was unable to steal them. A few times I missed pictures he'd uploaded. Probably more than a couple videos I'd missed since he's created a Nico-Nico Douga page that I'd never checked.

But, it's..."Mostly Complete" if such a standard existed.

In the video for "Heart, Soul, and Memories", you'll find why the Watashinokoko section of this is called "Abrupt Steamwhistles". It's in the .RAR titled "Videos".