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It's your comic, Charlie Brown!

If you've noticed the header on the blog here, you'll no doubt be shocked to hear that I'm a big time Peanuts fan. Actually, you won't as I've blogged on it before and I know everyone takes a lot of notice of, and puts a lot of stock in, what I have to say. I’m like Moses in that regard.

So yesterday evening I discovered that the entire catalogue of Charles M. Schulz's incomparable Peanuts is now available online through Comics.com. How very apt, thought I, as I am currently knee deep in David Michaelis' meticulous (not to mention awfully weighty tome, Schulz and Peanuts: a biography. Delving into every aspect of Sparky Schulz's life – and I do mean every aspect, wink wink, nudge nudge – Michaelis has delivered a must read for any Peanut nut (see what I did there? I don’t even try, it just happens. Genius!)

Needless to say, do yourself a favour and get your grubby little hands on this book and set aside some time, at 650+ pages, you'll need it.

But back to my discovery online for a moment; one of the great things in the way that Comics.com have gone about it is the ability to search by the original date of publishing. That way, you can check out what Charlie Brown was up to the day that you were born. Egotist that I am (remember the Hotel California debate?), I went straight back to the glory days of 1977 and found this:

Peanuts

However, unlike the hullabaloo over whose number one was best, I am happy to concede Jen the point here. Linus’ crazed stalker of January ‘77 beats Snoopy’s insane tennis partner that appeared in May any day.

Comments

Sue said…
Loved the one for my birthday. I didn't realise Charles was drawing Snoopy way back then!!!
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, Snoopy has been around since the very beginning. He looked a bit different then, mind you...

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