An Ode to Charlie Brown

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I’ve been reading Charles Schulz  Peanuts comic strip for as long as I can remember.  Certainly longer than I’ve been drawing comic strips.  As a kid I read my Peanuts Classic Treasury and Snoopy, Come Home books (both of which I still have) over and over again, not to mention the daily and Sunday strips.  If this isn’t THE classic American comic strip, I’m not sure what is.  I just finished reading Volume One of Fantagraphics Complete Peanuts and of course loved every page.  Recently we’ve been playing baseball/softball with our kids, some of their friends and parents on the weekends, which has been way more fun than I could have imagined when we started.  So I think all of these things came together in my mind when it was time to draw the weekly strip.  I’m not sure I would say Peanuts inspired me to start drawing comics oh so many years ago, but there is no doubt it helps drive my creativity each week,  and my admiration for Schulz work has grown exponentially over the last five years.  This is my inadequate way of saying “thank you.”

Dogma #76

Dogma #76

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A couple years ago we received a popcorn maker for Christmas.  The kind that sort of looks a movie house popcorn machine, but on a smaller scale.  For whatever reason I have become the person who operates this machine; probably because it’s just about the only thing I can cook that other people will eat with being admitted to the hospital.  Anyway, the dogs love popcorn and quickly gather around as soon as they smell it.  Sometimes I think it’s a bigger deal for them than it is for the rest of us.

I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream For Chicken Fat

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Is it just my dogs or do all dogs have selective hearing?  You can all their names all day and they’re no where to be found.  Open a refrigerator or microwave door and I’m suddenly surrounded like I’m in a kennel.  Or if I say the words “chicken fat” they suddenly get a twinkle in their eye like I’m their new best friend.

Suggested Serving? Bah!

Suggested Serving?  Bah!

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It’s just SO easy to sit down with a box of cookies, a bag of chips or pint of ice cream, power it down and THEN looking at the serving suggestion.  Too late.

On a side note, I must have been running a bit too close to deadline with this one.  What is that odd, nebulous white space off to the right?  It’s like the end of the comic strip universe just drops off over there or something.  Weird.

Revenge of the Dog Food

Revenge of the Dog Food

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We have four dogs and none of them is exactly discreet about where they do their business in the yard.  At one we had point two pugs and for some unknown reason they always went along the perimeter of the yard, so stepping in a “present” was a rare feat.  Now it’s like dodging your way through a minefield.  Anyway, this is about the only good thing I can say about the snowbanks that still line my driveway.

Tempting the Fates

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The winter of 2011 started off pretty mild, prompting this strip.  Thumbing your nose at Mother Nature seldom pays off and we wound up paying for it with a brutal February and March. You may notice the small dog being held up with a sling and we did indeed have a partially paralyzed dog who could only get around by having someone else hold up his back end.  A long story for another day.