In any case, with the attention on Pittsburgh for at least half of an afternoon, I was reminiscing a bit about the various trips I’d taken to Pittsburgh to visit Josh, so I just thought I’d name drop him and say hi. He’s obviously the guy in the space suit in the picture above, and that’s also him in the other picture. Both were taken at a costume shop in Philadelphia in 2005, and that was the last time we got to hang out. In fact, I included this second picture for a good reason.
So, Yoschi,* if you’re out there and you happen to read this, then drop a line. Or better yet, come on down and visit. You’re bound to be remembered as “The Fake Boob Guy” until you do!
*A note about the “Yoschi”: In the Biology class that Josh and I sort of “attended” while we were in high school in Germany, we had a teacher named Doc Troue. As the students in his class ran around, chatted with one another, and even once got into a fight over a fake fur coat, old Doc Troue would always be at the front of the room plugging away at some equation on the board, with his back turned to the class. Occasionally, though, he’d quickly turn around and ask Josh or me a question, since I think we were the only ones who were even remotely paying attention. We never knew the answer, though, and most of the time we probably couldn’t even have told you which branch of Biology we were studying in class, since we were busy drawing pictures or writing notes about Axl Rose doing a duet with Tina Turner.
In any case, Doc Troue apparently couldn’t say “Josh,” so he always called him “Yoschi,” which made Josh seem about 50% more Japanese. As a matter of fact, Troue called ME “Yoschi” sometimes, too, since Germans had a bit of a tough time with “Ryan” as well…either that, or he may not have even been able to determine that there were two of us.