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alexiscartwheelI knew there was a reason I came to work today! I may have to be here until 5pm, but here I have an internet connection, unlike at home. I brought my laptop with me, which means I'll actually get to watch Who tonight! Yay! (I've been worried about this since Monday, day one of "the internets hate me" week.) Theoretically, work will give me something to do all day... except not. There's literally no one else here. So much for distraction, eh?
In lieu of the non-existent work I have to do today, why RTD's characters remind me of a Dr. Seuss story.
Have you ever read "Too Many Daves" from The Sneetches? (Dr. Seuss was very influential during my formative years.) Now, I love RTD. He's introduced great characters and written some amazing episodes. But that giant conference call highlighted a big problem: too many Daves.
Am I to believe that the population of the UK can be divided into three categories: Smith, Jones, and everyone else?
We've got public servants...
families...
and "eye candy."
That's Jones's on three ends of the call. On the fourth end there's not much more variety. Of course, a mother and son should have the same name...
but so does their formerly evil computer.
Then the Doctor shows up to the party, and even though his real name is a secret, he does have a favorite alias.
And although he wasn't on the call, I can't forget one of my favorite defenders of (parallel) Earth. But he'll get in on the action tonight! Yay!
Would it kill him to call someone Hoos-foos? Or Zanzibar Buck-buck McFate? Steven Moffat, take note.
I couldn't be arsed to actually drive somewhere last night, but I did get to watch some fireworks from my patio. It's not the same as sitting so close that some of the ash falls on your head, but oh well. They still look nice from far away, and I don't think I would really have enjoyed sitting by myself in the middle of a big crowd. (Being alone I'm fine with, but alone in a crowd is lonely.) I also finished watching "The Ambassadors of Death," which was very good. I'm almost to the end of Season 7 (Jon Pertwee's first season) now. The era of being Earthbound with UNIT is very different from a lot of other Doctor Who, but I like it.
In lieu of the non-existent work I have to do today, why RTD's characters remind me of a Dr. Seuss story.
Have you ever read "Too Many Daves" from The Sneetches? (Dr. Seuss was very influential during my formative years.) Now, I love RTD. He's introduced great characters and written some amazing episodes. But that giant conference call highlighted a big problem: too many Daves.
Am I to believe that the population of the UK can be divided into three categories: Smith, Jones, and everyone else?
We've got public servants...
families...
and "eye candy."
That's Jones's on three ends of the call. On the fourth end there's not much more variety. Of course, a mother and son should have the same name...
but so does their formerly evil computer.
Then the Doctor shows up to the party, and even though his real name is a secret, he does have a favorite alias.
And although he wasn't on the call, I can't forget one of my favorite defenders of (parallel) Earth. But he'll get in on the action tonight! Yay!
Would it kill him to call someone Hoos-foos? Or Zanzibar Buck-buck McFate? Steven Moffat, take note.
I couldn't be arsed to actually drive somewhere last night, but I did get to watch some fireworks from my patio. It's not the same as sitting so close that some of the ash falls on your head, but oh well. They still look nice from far away, and I don't think I would really have enjoyed sitting by myself in the middle of a big crowd. (Being alone I'm fine with, but alone in a crowd is lonely.) I also finished watching "The Ambassadors of Death," which was very good. I'm almost to the end of Season 7 (Jon Pertwee's first season) now. The era of being Earthbound with UNIT is very different from a lot of other Doctor Who, but I like it.
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