Miki's Fat City

Blondes? Wow! Looks cute!! I want one for me although my hair is black. Get the details here: www.keyboardforblondes.com I liked the song played at that website and tried to dig it on the internet. Eventually my initial interest was forgotten as I got exposed to some French female pop singers such as Yelle, Lorie and Alizee. I ended up getting Yelle's album "Pop Up" at iTunes store. Oh well, that's me.  During that fun time, I also discovered an interesting DJ, Hakimakli.  If you are Japanese, you instantly pronounce it "Hakimakuri" and go "What the hell?" Because Hakimakuri means "puke one's guts out." Oh dear! I wonder how he got this name.  His mini album released in October has not been released in Japan. I'm going to look for the way to get a copy. Until then, I just go to his MySpace site and listen to his remixes.  I don't know why but I always love the sound of French language when it com

I stayed up late - almost until morning - just watching TV. I happened to watch a TV drama made in 2006 called "Jane Eyre." Yes, that Jane Eyre written by Charlotte Brontë. They showed the first half of it and it ended where Jane leaves Mr. Rochester's castle to look after her once mean now sick aunt Mrs. Reed. I remembered having a copy of that story while I was watching it and actually found it far back on my book shelf. Dusty and smells old... I bought it when I was a sophomore at college but I don't remember the story. I don't even remember why I got it, either. Perhaps I was told to get it by a professor or something. Anyway, this TV drama made me want to read it. I was determined to do so until I opened the book. Oh no, the letters are so small! The story is so long!! I don't know if I can read it through. Well, just give it a try, maybe. It takes 4 or 5 chapters before Mr. Rochester enters... am already discouraged a bit. I didn't read for

It's been some months since I last updated my blog. So many things happened. The biggest thing is that my beloved grandmother Matsue passed away on October 1 at age of 93. It was the first day of my 3 day work with Joe Sample. I didn't tell anyone about it before all the interviews were done. But my grandma seemed to choose the best day to leave us because I could get to my hometown 30 minutes before her funeral after finishing all my work and arrangements that had to be done to have some days off. What a great grandma she was! She wasn't really sick... just got senile and quickly became weak a few weeks before her death. She really lived out her natural life. So her funeral was more like celebrating her life rather than wailing in sorrow. I hope she was smiling when we talked both good and bad things about her at my mom's house. She also gave my sister a chance to introduce her husband to our relatives for the first time and they all loved him. I was going to