The eighteenth day of the sixth month.
6-18.
So what?
It's International Sushi Day!
No, that doesn't seem right. What about birthdays? I mean, a lot of people were born on June 18th: Roger Ebert, Isabella Rossellini, Jack Barakat. Wait, I think I'm missing somebody. Like, an IMPORTANT somebody.
It's only our favorite guy in the whole wide world!
On behalf of the entire planet: biggest, warmest, hugs-and-squeezles, oodles and globs of sappy birthday wishes go out to the one and only Paul McCartney on this, his sixty-ninth birthday!
From Beatle Paul...
To Wingin' it with Linda and the guys...
(I swear, this is what heaven will be. Except with puppies, and Krispy Kreme doughnuts.)
Givin' his regards to Broadstreet...
Tripping The Live Fantastic...
To where he's at today...
How often can we honor such an incredible human being?
Not often enough, say I!
Do you think we'd all do the crazy, insane, totally psychotic things we do if we didn't love this man? Not just me, but the Fans On The Run, the multi-generational Apple Scruffs, and, as we saw recently, fresh-from-the-oven fans practically wetting themselves with excitement at his mere presence.
We do it 'cause we love our Paulie!
Who cares if the video is old? The sentiment is the same! Thirty-five more at the very least, or you'll have all of us to answer to, OK, love?
