It's not that he doesn't have plenty to think about. Garfield could ponder the fact that he's the most popular cat in feline history. He could even examine his soul to discover why he's so funny, so mean to Odie, so nice to Nermal, and so exasperating and lovable to Jon. But he'd probably just prefer to think about food....
James Robert "Jim" Davis is an American cartoonist who created the popular comic strip Garfield. Other comics that he has worked on are Tumbleweeds, Gnorm Gnat, Slapstick, and a strip about Mr. Potato Head.
Jim Davis was born in Fairmount, Indiana, near Marion, where he grew up on a small farm with his father James William Davis, mother Anna Catherine (Carter) Davis, brother Dave, and 25 cats. Davis' childhood on a farm parallels the life of his cartoon character Garfield's owner, Jon Arbuckle, who was also raised on a farm with his parents and a brother, Doc Boy. Jon, too, is a cartoonist, and also celebrates his birthday on July 28. Davis attended Ball State University. While attending Ball State, he became a member of the Theta Xi fraternity. He earned the dubious honor of earning one of the lowest cumulative grade point averages in the history of the university, an honor incidentally shared with Late Show host David Letterman.
Davis as of 2007 resides in Muncie, Indiana, where he and his staff produce Garfield under his company, Paws, Inc., begun in 1981. He was married to Carolyn, a singer and elementary teacher whom he met while both were attending college, and has a son named James with her. However, the couple divorced, and Davis since 2000 has been married to Jill, Paws' senior vice president of licensing, who has worked there approximately 25 years.
Ironically, Davis did not own cats when he started Garfield because of Carolyn's allergies, but they owned a Labrador retriever named Molly. With Jill, the family has expanded to include children Ashley and Chris; three grandchildren, Chloe, Carly and Cody; cats, Spunky and Nermal; and a dog, Pooky.
In this thirteenth collection of strips, Garfield fights off a tiny, tail-biting canine, fights crime as the Caped Avenger, and deals with a wisecracking bathroom scale. As usual, hilarity abounds.
There were two reasons I gave this four stars instead of five: First off, though this volume had strips from Christmas and New Year's, the former holiday only gets mentioned a few days, and the latter not at all. As a fan of holiday humor, I felt that Jim Davis and the staff at PAWS could have done more with those special days. Also, the back matter has "The Zodiac According to Garfield"; I'm not a fan of horoscopes, so, I didn't like seeing that. Other than those two issues, it was good fun.
This is a pretty good Garfield collection, but it got me thinking about one thing. Is it any wonder that the talking scale RX-2 gets depressed? It's in a high pressure job, and it is always getting called a liar.
Garfield: Food for Thought is another entertaining book packed with panels full of America's favorite fat cat. Garfield is up to his usual antics in these comic strips causing Jon a world of stress. Lyman seems to have just plain disappeared from the world of Garfield. I guess Jon stole his dog, as Odie belongs to Lyman, not Jon.
I really enjoyed some of the storylines in this book. I do prefer storylines in comparison to one shots. I just think you get a lot more out of a one or two-week storyline, like when Jon and Garfield went golfing or when Garfield dressing up as the Caped Avenger with Odie dressing up as his sidekick, Slurp.
Garfield comic strips rarely make me laugh out loud. I might chuckle a little, but rarely burst out in tummy-grabbing laughter. While reading this book, I picked four different strips to feature and then let my wife pick the comic strip I would use. She only chuckled at one of them, so that is the one that is shown above.
Overall, Garfield: Food for Thought is a enjoyable collection of comic strips featuring that well-known orange tabby cat name Garfield. With Jon and Odie as the main supporting cast, and cameos by Nermal, Arlene, and Liz, this book is filled with feline fun for all.
I don't ever remember laughing at Garfield. Reading it was like re-watching an episode of a sitcom you've already seen ten times and know all the plot threads and punchlines. There's a bland comfort to it and, for a stretch in early Middle School, bland comfort was preferable to none.
I consumed all the Garfield books in the Middle School library, idly wondering when something new would happen to shake up the Groundhog Day-esque loop in which they lived their lives, for a character to maybe grow or change. As the library's stock dwindled, so to did my desire to wade through any more of Garfield's doldrums.
In some ways the world of Garfield seems to represent some primal desire to keep everything safe by maintaining the conformity of each new day to the mold fixed by the last, but such a life seems more like death by whimper.
I've been reading Garfield since being a young boy in the late 1970s, and have now been slowly re-reading every book in the series, and enjoying every one. Garfield Food for Thought, book #13, is one of the early ones (Garfield now has 70+ books!) and includes strips from 1985 and 1986. Reading these strips, I was surprised at how many I remembered, they were that cute and funny! For the most part, these strips really haven't aged, and their simple fun is why Garfield has endured for so long. Garfield does battle with the dog Odie, his kitten nemesis, Nermal, and I always enjoyed his frustration with his owner, Jon. A great 1985 strip has Garfield and Jon in a fishing boat while Jon's mind aimlessly wanders with bizarre thoughts that make you laugh. There's a couple good Christmas strips too. Any fan of Garfield will love this book, and anyone newer to the series will enjoy looking back at strips from the earlier years.
Bueno, qué decir de los Garfields, uno de los compañeros de nuestra infancia (y adolescencia y parte de la vida adulta). Recuerdo haberme encontrado el primero en casa de un amigo y habérmelo devorado de una sentada, con 5-6 años, sin entender varios de los chistes pero disfrutando mucho de los más obvios. Hoy en día, en casa, a los ojos entrecerrados con mezcla de desprecio y aburrimiento los seguimos llamando ojos de Garfield: Esta sensación de saber que siempre iba a encontrar unos cuantos graciosos la tuve durante las dos décadas posteriores en las que Garfield iba apareciendo periódicamente en mi vida. No es una obra culmen de la literatura, pero nos ha alegrado muchos momentos.
(I know I just read 15 Garfield pockets like two weeks ago and I didn't enjoy most of them, but I found some more, so I figured I'd best get them out of the way now and throw 'em on the heap.)
This was the best pocket in my readathon so far. I'm not sure if it's because I'm reading this one in its original language (as opposed to Dutch), maybe the translations just sucked; or if it's because I got used to the humour, like in some kind of Stockholm Syndrome situation. In any case, the strips never made me laugh, giggle or even snort, but at one point I sort of cracked a half smile at a semi-relevant punchline about being cooped up indoors.
My daughter got a really big laugh out of the chair spring popping out and hitting Garfield. 😄 I thought the bunny slippers multiplying under the bed was pretty funny.
I was addicted to these as a kid. I drove my parents insane following them around demanding, "Read this one!" I'm sure that my Dad regretted owning a bookstore. As an adult, I foster cats, and every foster kitten has a picture taken in a box labeled "to: Abu Dhabi." None of my two personal cats are obese, but one is especially adept at tossing chihuahuas off furniture using only one paw...
Garfield is my most FAVORITE comic book I have ever read because it gives me a chance to think through my thoughts more calmly instead of beating the tar out of my brother#as usual, and also for me to have a chance to laugh at SOMETHING instead of SOMEONE so ya i really like the way Jim Davis wants people to laugh at his personal comedy and how he shares his feelings about GARFIELD CAT.