Peanuts

Last night, some friends and I went to dinner with a new novelist and editor. A nice guy. A funny book.

At some point in the evening, said writer and editor brought up the Charles Schulz biography, and everyone started talking about Peanuts. We talked about Schulz, and Peanuts, and the strips impact, and its themes. And the way Schulz approached it. Its tone. His tremendous sadness. His certainty of his talent.

The way the strip is Buddhist. The way the strip is Christian. The way the strip's Christianity echoes maybe Kierkegaard's. The way the proportions of the drawings influenced others.

And I realized that we were suddenly having this really interesting, really high level, really engaging conversation, and that everyone at the table was involved in it.

And I thought, man, we all know a LOT about Peanuts. We really all seem to know a LOT about Peanuts.

Sure, at a party, you and some people can be sitting around, and someone can come up with a topic. Then, what, maybe 50% of the people around can join in the conversation. And the others will sit and listen and learn. Maybe 75%, sometimes?

But in this case, we all had something to say. Everyone had something to say.

That never happens!

Have to figure it out. Later, blog.

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I enjoy Burial.

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Also Sunn 0))).

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