One fat geek's attempt to regenerate into a not-so-fat geek by watching the entirety of Doctor Who while walking on a treadmill

A Colossal Waste of Time

A Colossal Waste of Time

Remember how much I complained about The Keys of Marinus? Oh, how I long for the kind of heady days when Marinus was as bad as it got. It would appear that the remit for the Doctor Who writers over the summer break was "Make the show as immeasurably awful as possible, in every possible way." 

I guess I have to talk about that.

Madame Guillotine Takes a New Lover

Madame Guillotine Takes a New Lover

The last episodes of the last story of the first season! And, I forgot to mention, the first story I have watched that uses animation to replace missing episodes. In this case, episodes 4 and 5 of The Reign of Terror are still missing from the archives, although the complete audio recordings remain. On the whole I thought the animation was well done, although some of the rotoscoping seemed a bit off to me. Anyway, today was the big finish (in more ways than one).

Let's talk about that.

In and Out of Prison. Oh, and In Again.

In and Out of Prison. Oh, and In Again.

I really didn't want to get on the treadmill today. I had a very late night of work with a recalcitrant software release, and this morning I just didn't feel up to it. It is only out of my commitment to you, my imaginary readers, that got me up and walking. So, thank you. You may only be a polite fiction I have created in my mind, but you surely do keep me motivated. 

As for today's viewing, let's talk about that.

Savor the Sting of Madame Guillotine

Savor the Sting of Madame Guillotine

I will readily admit that most of my knowledge about the French Revolution comes from The Scarlet Pimpernel. I would  have said Les Miserables, but I am at least geeky enough to know that is set during the June Rebellion several decades after the Revolution. Given how much I have enjoyed the First Doctor's historical episodes so far, I was quite looking forward to beginning The Reign of Terror this morning. Happily, I was not disappointed.

Let's talk about that.

Dear ZombieJohn

Dear ZombieJohn

So, right now I am doing this show at a local community theatre called Squabbles. I play a character named Sol Wasserman, and I have a tiny problem as an actor. I keep calling another character by the wrong name. His name is Abe Dreyfus, and I keep calling him either Drayfus, or (even worse), Wasserman. I tell you this in order to point out, I have a world of sympathy for William Hartnell every time he calls Ian Chesterton by the wrong name.

But it's still dang funny.

Anyway, today I watched the last two episodes of The Sensorites. Let's talk about that.

Coup Coup Katchoo

Coup Coup Katchoo

As of today I have walked the equivalent of two marathons. How cool is that? I also continue to be pleasantly surprised by The Sensorites, which is also pretty cool. Today's episodes included plot twists and intrigue galore, and even some genuine teenage angst. Also: Ian does a particularly awesome pratfall. It really is a good day all around.

Let's talk about that.

Dreams of Avarice, and the Proto-Ood

Dreams of Avarice, and the Proto-Ood

I gotta tell ya, this has been a day. No treadmill this morning because of an early medical appointment, called early to get my autistic son from his adult day training workshop because of behavioral issues, and a work deadline that feels like I will never reach. By 5pm I had hit my breaking point, and decided to hit the treadmill to shake loose some brain cells. I wasn't optimistic about today's new story, The Sensorites, but I was pleasantly surprised. Sure, it's not The Daleks, but it is light years ahead of The Keys of Marinus. On top of that, the monsters looked oddly familiar. Or, more specifically, OODLY familiar.

Let's talk about that.

Barbara Celebrates International Women's Day

Barbara Celebrates International Women's Day

Yesterday I railed about the stupid science fiction trope of "alien courtroom drama". Today, by all rights, I should be complaining about the trope of "main character is mistaken as a God". The difference, though, is that The Aztecs uses said trope with deftness and restraint. Writer John Lucarotti, who also penned the amazing Marco Polo, spent a great deal of time researching Aztec culture and history, and it shows. Best of all, the entire plot centers around Barbara Wright. Have I mentioned lately that she is a goddess? Because in this story she takes on the literal role of the goddess Yetaxa. I love this story so much!

Let's talk about that.

Progress

Currently Watching:
The Crusade
(Story 14)


63 of 827 episodes viewed
7.6%
 
 
 

13 of 264 stories viewed
4.9%
 
 
 

Total Steps Taken:
211,530

Total Distance Walked:
95.67 miles

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In and Out of Prison. Oh, and In Again.
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Savor the Sting of Madame Guillotine
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Dear ZombieJohn
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