Finally, after eight excruciating months of waiting, the time has finally come. In a few minutes the world will meet the twelfth (thirteenth? (fourteenth??)) Doctor, this time played by Peter Capaldi.
It’s amazing how the Doctor managed to infiltrate our lives since the show was revived almost a decade ago. He is fast becoming an almost mythical character. Possibly it’s the novelty of a character that constantly changes his face while remaining the same person, the paragon of re-invention. Perhaps it’s the way Doctor Who exploits that most remarkable ability of Science Fiction to use the fantastical to show us our everyday selves in a new light. Maybe it’s just that it’s so incredibly fun, taking geekdom mainstream like Star Trek and Middle Earth has never been able to do.
If you have no clue what the title of this post refers to, you’re probably one of those weird people who don’t watch television. The rest of you will probably all have experience the emotional roller-coaster that was the final episode of How I Met Your Mother.
As I told you last week, I’m the Doctor. Now it turns out that I’m the tenth Doctor, specifically. How do I know? I took this quiz and it told me.
I’m quite pleased with the result, as I really like David Tennant’s rendition of the Doctor (and he’s the wife’s favourite Doctor), and I really don’t know any of the Doctors 1 through 7, so I’m glad it’s not one of them (I saw too little of Eight to really get to know him – a common complaint among many fans).
Then I read this analysis of Ten. First I was like, uhm, okay, but then I realised it’s actually rather spot-on in certain regards.
Why don’t you also go do the quiz? Then come back and let me know in the comments which Doctor you are.
P.S. Damn! I just realise I had bought the wrong sonic. I wonder what Eleven’s profile says…
P.P.S. Enjoy tomorrow’s Anniversary Special. It’s going to be legen…wait for it…dary!
P.P.P.S. Just to be fair, here’s Nine’s profile as well. He was my first Doctor, after all.
Friends, readers, random spambots crawling this blog, there’s something I need to tell you.
First, I’m a bit disappointed in you all. Here I say I have a very important announcement coming up and out of all 164 followers (of which, admittedly, more than a few don’t really exist) only Bumblepuppies cared to take a guess. Well, I can assure you my wife isn’t pregnant, and neither am I (though that would have been something, wouldn’t it?), but thanks for playing along.
My announcement is bigger than this. Actually, I’m not sure I should reveal this. The implications could potentially reverberate across all of space and time. Oh, well. Let me just tell you and what will be, will be. Here goes.
…because let’s face it, some sitcoms seem to go on forever. I once heard someone remark that Friends should have ended the second time Ross and Rachel broke up, yet we were subjected to several more seasons before those two finally got together.