I nearly forgot to wish my very first pretend bf a HAPPY 70th BIRTHDAY (my bff and I literally pretending we were John and Pauls gf's when we were 6. With pretend making out hands.over.mouth. and all*g* ) And my first memory of getting sent to the principal's office was in 2nd grade, for daydreaming in class about John singing "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" I had recently seen on tv. Good times! I can't Imagine growing up without my first obssesion. A wickedly funny, cynical and mad talented Nowhere Man, who captivated and charged me! My first hero, who sent me on a Magical Mystery Tour of my very own. If only I had been just seventeen, you know what I mean, but sadly of course I was merely six and stood no chance with the Walrus. goo goo g'joob I'm crying....