All You Need is Love...And Food...And Water...And Shelter

My life can not be described as chaotic. I do not live on the edge like Chuck Norris or people who drive on the highway without their blinker on. But, being a nerd, I am sometimes overwhelmed with life. In order to ease the stress that life applies on me like butter, I need to find anchors that keep me sane.

I have three such anchors as of the moment. Harry Potter, fuzzy stuffed animals, and THE BEATLES.



The Beatles are my favorite band. I rarely pick favorites, but in this case I have no choice. There is something so strangely enchanting about the Beatles beyond just the fact that they make good music. Maybe it's that in this picture it's like they all bought the same wig from Party City. Maybe it's the solemness they wear on their faces, (which they keep in a jar by the door.) Maybe it's just my inner bisexual lured out by their defined jaw lines, but they seem so perfect!

I think it's so cool that each Beatles member was so clearly unique from the rest. George Harrison was tranquil and artistic. John was rebellious and wild. Paul was, well, just a pretty-boy heart throb, but he had killer lyrics. No one really cared about Ringo. Poor guy. Cool name, though.

The Beatles have been to the end of the world and back. They've tried every type of drug there is to try. (Come on, people! It's not use denying it any longer! How else do you explain I Am the Walrus?!) They've toured all over the world and raised hell wherever they went. They've probably slept with so many women whose names they didn't know. They're like gods. I'd say it's arguable that they're bigger than Jesus now.

I do think it's a pity what time has done to Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr now. Check out this video Ringo made a few months back:

"Peace and Love, Peace and Love"

Kind of makes one guilty part of me sad that he didn't die earlier of a failing liver or something. I mean, there are some fates worse than death. That video is proof.


Since you're so desperate to know, I definitely prefer late Beatles to early Beatles. Their songs had so much more color, even most of the songs were nonsensical, pointless, or bizarre. Never before have subliminal messages about Satan been so stealthily hidden in classic rock music.

In conclusion, aside from the fact that the two surviving Beatles members are now crusty old men, I thank God every day that he let the Beatles walk this earth. Their music, ideas, and icon were revolutionary, and I shudder to think of the Elvis Presley-dominated 60's we would have suffered through without their assistance.


Thank you, Paul. Thank you, George. Thank you, John. Thank you...um, what's that last guy's name? You know, the one who played the drums? Kind of squished face--big nose? Ronald? Rupert? I got it--Ringo! Thank you, Ringo!