Peanuts by Charles Schulz for February 16, 2020

you asked, Miss Reichardt, you received

A friend of mine took me to see his old school. As we walked in he stopped and said, “They must have changed the entry, it used to have stairs with these really tall risers!” I suggested maybe he had grown up and they weren’t so tall anymore.

Charlie Brown is a lot smarter than the kids in this strip give him credit for.

Actually, this is true. When I was a kid, we had ONE movie theater. It had previously been an old vaudeville theater. Wide, and with a balcony! Later on (70s?), the town built a new facility….a multiplex with many theaters inside the building. But each “theater” was narrow and small. And of course, no balconies, so no more throwing popcorn on the patrons below. LOL.

I remember the old movie houses. Then “they” came out with googleplexes where you have a choice of watching 17 different movies.

Actually it didn’t work out too badly. Several years back, my son and I went to one of them to watch “The Hobbit.” My wife, daughter-in-law and our three granddaughters went to some “chick flick.”

Nawww, he’s not getting philosophical…the theater was just dimensionally transcendental and the neutron polarity accidentally got reversed.

Chuck sure has a unique vision of the world.

It got narrower because as your dad grew, he became taller and wider, and saw things from a new perspective.

Yeah, I can agree with that. When I was little all the rooms were huge. They seem to carry on forever, but as I get older and bigger. They’re actually really small.

Yeah, Charlie. The theater becomes filled with nostalgia and memories which makes it huge again.

How can a theater get narrower and narrower? The answer is quite easy, you get older. Need more of an explination? Ok, the theater didn’t actually get narrower and narrower. It’s just when his father was little the theater seemed huge but as he grew older he slowly realized it wasn’t as big as he thought when he was little. I can remember going to my grandmother’s apartment as a little kid of about five or six and thinking the place was huge. It would seem the living room was like thirty feet across to me at that age. As a young adult it clear the same living room wasn’t that large, maybe eight to twlve feet across and a lot easier to become crowded real fast. Same apartment, same living room, neither time did it have too much in the way of furniture (in fact as a young adult it actually had slightly less furniture than when I’d been a little kid), but I just grew to realize it had never been aws big as a little kid sees it.

‘Girls don’t like it when a boy gets philosophical, Chuck’

Ohhhh, now I understand…

Girls, and women, only like it when you agree with them.

Life sucks. Then, you die.