Peanuts by Charles Schulz for July 04, 2024

Typewriter is lucky it’s not being used to write a trash-y romance novel.

There’s one saving grace for all of your novels; just include a character called Franky in all of them, and at the end, include this line “Franky, I don’t give a dang.”

Could be a Selectric

Even the typewriter is a critic.

I can relate, Snoopy. I can count the number of people who read my stories on one hand and have fingers left over.

I could visualize Snoopy today sitting on his doghouse using a laptop instead of a typewriter.

It’s just the wind Snoopy, just the wind! ♡

Did this happen on a dark and stormy night?

“This is madness”, she cried. He said, “Madness? No. THIS… IS… SPARTA!!!” and kicks her down a well.

Maybe you should try infinite beagles on infinite typewriters.

Is there a typewriter counselor nearby, Snoop?

Well, considering how many times he began with “It was a dark and stormy night…”

That typewriter must have artificial intelligence.

The thing about typewriters is that you can’t delete anything you type and it doesn’t have spell check.

4th of July special comic strip ? Usually, can be found in this comic, what a disapointment

It’s in good company.

Madness indeed.

Like the invisible man removing a typed paper from the typewriter. Or maybe it could have been like the Stephen J. Cannell end credits.

It was a dark and stormy night…

Today he’d open his phone and dictate the text into it. Oh wait, I read about such a device in one of Isaac Asimov’s Foundation Series novels. They were written in the 1950s.

From the Star Trek episode “Assignment Earth”:

Gary Seven (As Roberta Lincoln begins to type): “Not with your fingers.”

Roberta: “Well, how am I supposed to type? With my nose?”

Typewriter: “Well, how am I supposed to type? With my nose?”

Roberta: “Did you see that? It’s typing everything that I…”

Typewriter: “Did you see that? It’s typing everything that I…”

Roberta: “It’s typing everything I’m saying!”

Typewriter: “It’s typing everything I’m saying!”

Roberta (slapping the side of the typewriter): “Stop it…stop it! STOP IT!”

Typewriter: “Stop it…stop it! STOP IT!”

Roberta: “Ok, that’s it; I quit!”

Gary Seven: “Wait a minute…wh…"

Roberta: “I’m quitting right now!”

Gary Seven: “You’re not acting, are you?”

Roberta: “Acting?? I’m LEAVING!”

‘It was a dark and stormy relationship.’ Not enough correction fluid to hide the mistakes of life. And that carbon copy always seems to haunt you.

Reminds me of the scene in Naked Lunch where the typewriter talks back to Peter Weller. One of the strangest movies I have ever seen

very early AI

One has to wonder just what the “madness” is.

Acolyte writer’s typewriter ;]

My baby she wrote me a letter.

Time to give up then?

Snoopy I love your storys

I’m gonna sit right down and write myself a letter…and make believe it came from you…..