Well, I finally beat Pokemon Yellow with a total of 65 of the little beasts, which I think is pretty good considering I wasn't really trying for all of them. Sadly, I missed my chance to get Mew, and I even said "fuck it" to getting Mewtwo. Once I beat Gary, I stopped playing immediately. And my team:

Pikachu (almost dead weight by the end of the game, but decent against those weak to thunder, and since it was the Yellow Version, I felt it was a pre-requisite to keep him along; otherwise, I could have just played Red)
Raticate (also felt like a weak link and was one of the few holdovers from my original party ten years ago, but I underestimated him because he was the last-standing Pokemon who took down Gary)
Blastoise (since my original game was a Squirtle game, it felt good and comfortable having him around)
Venusaur (Razor Leaf kicks ass, pure and simple. Even against those types where it's not very effective, I often scored one-hit KO criticals)
Charizard (loaded him up with HMs: Dig, Strength, and Fly were all him. It's so cool getting to use all three starters)
Alakazam (never used a psychic before and didn't know what I was missing. So overpowered against so many types it should be illegal)

Well, that's my story! And now I'm the greatest Pokemon trainer of all time. I don't care what the rest of you say. That's what the game told me, so it must be true!