Imagine There's No Heaven, Just The Beatles!

Some people are raised on a philosophical diet of Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, and a little bit of ye ole Holy Virgin. Not I! I was raised on The Beatles. Think not of Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John, but of John, Paul, George and Ringo, with a little Brian Epstein and George Martin sprinkled in. The first (and last!) book my father had me read was, The Love You Make. The first (and definitely not the last) album my dad bought me, on vinyl, naturally, was Abbey Road.
I have seen the movie The Rutles and understood almost every joke in it. (I still don't get the foot montage part!)

You may say I'm an atheist, but I am not in any way lacking in a mythology! And,in spite of my more recent infatuation with the Flaming Lips, I still believe that Abbey Road is the best album ever made. Argue with me! Go ahead.

My favorite Beatle is of course George. I had lost contact with my dear friend Gina for many years, and when George Harrison died, she suddenly thought of me, and looked me up! And we were reunited.

It's almost like how I keep thinking of my friend Lisa who is Mormon whenever they mention that Mittens is a Mormon.


  1. Let us offer thanks to the great George Harrison, remover of obstacles!

  2. Thanks for thinking of me. :)

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