Peanuts by Charles Schulz for November 03, 2024

Or, IOW, to be lucky?

Do they even remove tonsils anymore? From what I’ve heard the tonsils are an essential part of the immune system.

You got some strange doctors there, Linus.

But depends on your point of view I’d say. When I got my tonsils out at age 6, they said I could eat as much ice cream as I wanted, and yep I took full advantage of that.

My memory is very dim from when I had to have my swollen tonsils out over 55 years ago, but I still remember that my sore throat and difficulty speaking would have meant that screaming my head off would have been the LAST THING on my mind to do as an eight year old kid! Although I was a soft spoken kid even when the tonsils were healthy. But that was in 1967. The kids in 1977 must have been more fanatical noisy screamers with tonsillectomy diagnoses.

Well, he has an extremely valid point. He’s describing every child’s lucky day going to the dentist. As if that’s even possible. Lucky day to the dentist… 1 in a billion chance

At the right time.

It’s okay with me to have no more surgeries.

Room #42

amen. 5 – 10 years is better than death by lethal injection.

That’s deep, Linus.

That’s ONE interpretation, Linus ! ! !

A lot of life is like that: being in the right place at the right time.

The key to success is having the right stuff and being ready to use it when it happens.

That’s only a roomer…

For the title panel: Linus cosplaying as a famous greek or myth or roman legend who was looking for an honest person?

This reminds me of a supposedly-Russian joke discussing the meaning of happiness. True happiness, the punchline reveals, is when hulking, angry men from the secret police kick down the door of your shabby apartment, and you’re able to tell them (truthfully) that the suspect they’re looking for lives a floor or two below your place.

Now that biological men are allowed in women’s locker rooms to compete in women’s sports it’s difficult to determines which is the right room. God Bless America.

That’s one way to look at it, Linus.

I asked my doctor a year or so ago “who decorates your rooms?” He looked around a little confused at first and then smiled.

That’s the secret to life, huh?

More truth in Linus’ thoughts than it first appears.

About the time this came out, it would have been room 222

Ah, it like they say in the real estate biz…location. location,location.

You have to find the room first.

Or in the right solar system…..

Born in 1955 here. all original parts and none missing.

Make it room 42

In the room where it happened?

Very good.

Just make sure you don’t end up in Room 101.

Linus makes a good Diogenes.

If you know it, not a secret! Happy Sunday! ;-)

Linus the philosopher.