friends, i think i'm in love . . .

with john lennon from 1965.

so we've been watching THE beatles anthology. and the more we watch, the harder i fall. he's ridiculous in the footage sometimes, crazy and wild and maybe a little irreverent, but . . . that only makes things worse.

you know how when you're at some gathering, and so is your li'l crush, and every time you catch sight of them, you become twitterpated and a little giddy; it's kind of like that. only he's dead, and the sights i'm catching come from footage that is 45 years old. aw gee.

but still, 1965 was a good year for john lennon, he was looking very swell. oh my, i can't even look at this photo without getting a little thrill. i realize some things are coming that will alter the way this man looks (the hair/beard, the owl glasses, the increasingly frightening growing resemblance to yoko etc.) but for now - frozen in the year 1965 (don't worry he looked great before, but i believe he's peaking) all is well.

{feel free to add in some univerally applicable line from any beatles song here . . . at your leisure.}