Friday, April 1, 2011

Special Moments

For better or worse, I have a tendency to remember the good experiences of life and suppress the negative ones. While I'm sure that explains my perpetually sunny disposition, I sometimes wonder if all those bad moments are still inside me somewhere. Festering and metastasizing. Biding their time. Waiting for the day they're finally ready to burst out like a ravenous larval alien monster, completely spoiling the appetite of everyone who -- up to that moment -- was enjoying a perfectly pleasant dinner. (I hate when I put so much effort into dessert and no one touches it.)

Maybe that's why I don't remember how absolutely bleak some of the Peanuts comic strips were. Seriously, was Charles Schultz on medication? If he was, the dosage wasn't always right.

The moment Peppermint Patty gives up on men forever.
The moment Charlie Brown regrets ever wanting a dog.
The moment Snoopy stopped dancing. Forever.
The moment Lucy always looks back upon with mild regret that
she didn't recognize the warning signs.
The moment Charlie Brown realized he was chosen by God to
once and for all rid the world of Lucy Van Pelt.

There are many, many more examples of existential angst, self-doubt and sadness at 3eanuts. Check it out if you have the stomach for it. As for me, I'll be doing my Friday happy-dance!



3 comments:

  1. It's like a VHI: Behind the Music documentary.

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  2. As a kid (and a perpetual loser) I totally identified wtih Charlie Brown. Perhaps having his same initials didn't do me any favors.

    But I swear Mr. Shultz was sadistic. I mean, just watch that Spelling Bee movie-- where Charlie finally gets a taste of winning, drives himself to drink studying, and then blows it on the word "beagle".

    And just to add a bit of salt, his baseball team actually WINS while he's out of town.

    Bastard!

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