Fluorescent Lights vs Kitty Power

What is it about him? Is it his chill nature?  His sarcasm?  The way he knocks his buddy around like a little brother?  The fact that he hates Mondays, loves to eat, and will stay curled up in his bed all hours of the day?  Why do we love him so much?

I am, of course, talking about Garfield; that fat, old, lazy cat schemed in the mind of Jim Davis.


I’ve always enjoyed the Garfield comic strip — almost like it was born in me.  I don’t even remember a time before I knew who was Garfield.  I do remember when I got a chance to really enjoy the comic.  It was at the library where I lived when I was a pre-teen; they had many books of Garfield comics.  I checked them all out (not all at once), and eventually “got to” keep one.  (It was lost for a long enough period of time that the overdue fines ended up paying for it.)  It made me so happy to read so many short (and some actually book-long) adventures with this lazy little cat (or do I mean “big”?) who does nothing but treat the world as would a half-grumpy old man.  (This was also when I started dotting my “I”s with circles like Jim Davis does.)  I even drew a couple of my own Garfield strips.  (Sorry, I can’t find them to share with you. I think my old art folder is still in a box I left in my parents’ attic…)

The evolution of Garfield

I had some things I could have done today, but when I saw the library I decided I could use a break. I went straight for the adult fiction section, to a book I’ve been considering reading by my favourite author, but not until I finish the series I started. After looking it over a bit, I instead decided I wanted to finish the last series book I have yet to read. I read the prologue and couldn’t continue. It’s a great series by a great author, but the low fluorescent lights in the building were already starting to bother me. So instead of continuing to read at the moment (I have the series at home, after all), I wandered around just to pass some more time.

Garfield laptop skin

I happened across a comic section, and in browsing it I found some Garfield books. Ah, memories. I decided on one to start looking at, but would probably take it home –where I don’t have fluorescent lights– to finish later. I sat in one of the “comfy” chairs, kept turning pages with laughs (quiet ones, of course) and ended up finishing the book. Yes, the lights still bothered me, but for some reason I was able to carry on easily through the book.

I grabbed a couple more to check out before I left to grab some actual sunlight.

The strip that was printed the day I was born. Reminds me of my pillow sometimes :oP

So, to answer the question at the beginning: I think we love him for all of those things. He says what we all want to say at times. “No, I don’t want to get out of bed today — now go make me a sandwich!” We would love to stay in bed all day, finish the entire lasagna, and smack into the table the face of anyone who comments on our weight. Since there are repercussions for such things in the real world, we’ll just watch our favourite orange, fat cat — *SMACK* *BLAT* Ow! Sorry, Garfield — do it for us.

(Andrew) Garfield, LOL



Happy Thor’s Day!

And this epic illustration of his father, Odin, just because it’s epic:


I got so excited one day when I was exploring IMDb, to find out that in Thor 2 (Thor: The Dark World) Christopher Eccleston will be playing Malekith! (Bad guy.) I’m so looking forward to it! Not because of Malekith, but because of Eccleston, of course! WHOO!!

Why the Past Can’t Move On

The title of this entry has more than one meaning for me, but both pertain to the subject of writing stories.

I’ve always loved to write.  I’ve kept a diary since I was nine and I’ve written stories since the fourth grade.  Granted, they weren’t always good, but I loved to do it nonetheless.  Even the part about reading my stories months or years later and making improvements.

Ooooold myspace logo. Now it’s “a place for music pirates and porn addicts.” :o(

Long story short, way back when MySpace was still popular over Facebook, I’d had a few Star Trek character profiles that I would RP (Role Play) with.  I would RP with others as well as just between my own characters.  I was part of a group of RPers we called “Omega” (with the symbol).  The stories we came up with were amazing — at least to us!  Battles with the Borg, character-based stories (my favourite to write), even mingling with the mirror universe a bit.  (Some characters did inter-programme RPing.  Star Trek with Star Wars, Doctor Who, X-Men, or Stargate were the ones I came across the most.  I only bothered to keep it Star Trek.)  I’d say most other RPers would write across a span of years, while I wrote in real time.  If I’d written something a week ago, it was a week ago in the story.  (But toward the end, I skipped about year for the sake of getting to a certain point.)

At first, my RPG (Role Playing Game) writing style was very skeletal and lacking.  However, as the months went on and I wrote more and RP’d with others, my RPG writing became more full, fluent, and robust.  (I went from one line interactions to “multi-para RPing.”)

Oh, and the stories!  I loved my characters as though I’d created them myself.  (Though I did create a few.)

Scarlett Pomers — one of my favourite pictures I used for Mara Wildman

OK, the intro was way longer than I’d intended, so let’s get to the point of this entry.

About a week ago, I turned on one of my old laptops to find that it decided to work again.  (Funny how technology can sometimes get sick and then heal itself.)  After having thought about them for the past couple of days, I found all those RPGs on that computer and started reading.  It was embarrassing in the beginning with the complete lack of complexities, but it got better quickly.  But even in the earlier stories, I would get so excited reading because of how much I loved writing them, developing the characters, and the evolution of the “big picture.”

To this day, there’s still a soft spot in my heart for Vorik.  He and my character Mara (rhymes with “Sara”) Wildman were my pride and joy.

I started thinking while reading that how I’d done the stories, Vorik should be going through his pon farr, like, now!  (Five years after the last story ended.)  I started thinking about what my characters might be up to now.  I don’t want to write any new stories, but I started writing down brief notes to update.  I did some research to decide that the ship Vorik and his family are on is the USS Magellan, galaxy class.  In my research, I was reminded of The Path to 2409.  I’d started reading it when Star Trek Online had just come out (though I haven’t had the chance to play yet), but it wasn’t finished.

As I was reading a summary of it, I realised that a majority of my stories could definitely not be canon.  (Though STO isn’t officially canon, I heard somewhere that it’s generally accepted as such.)  According to The Path, in 2385 “Starfleet Command decides to dismantle its Borg Task Force, believing the Borg threat to be minimal following the blow dealt to them by the USS Voyager on her way home.”  Most of my stories revolve around the Borg in some way, and the latter 2/3 of the stories depend on them!  It sort of makes me feel like that part of my life is truly, completely over.  Moving on sucks.

I thought about so much more I could write, like how reading The Path to 2409 made me feel, but that would be another whole entry in itself.

In closing, I’ll leave you with a link to all of these stories.  (Also, a link to a forum post where I shared the stories as questions may be answered in the comments.)  Thankfully, I’d saved everything before MySpace decided it was a good idea to delete most of my character profiles.  I uploaded them to a spare webpage a couple years later.  I honestly don’t expect anyone to actually read them, but I’m going to post it anyway.

Six Years After Voyager‘s Return

Forum post

P.S.  I’ve edited them many times since then, but haven’t uploaded any newer versions; so please ignore any spelling and grammar mistakes!