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

Time Lords! We've Got Time Lords!!

Time Lords! We've Got Time Lords!!

Here it is! Finally, after 250 episodes and five and a half years, in the sixth episode of The War Games we finally hear the phrase "Time Lords". It still won't be concretely associated to the Doctor until tomorrow's viewing, but as a viewer we finally have a name for the Doctor's people. From a historical perspective it is a huge moment, even if it is treated almost as an aside in the story itself.

Let's talk about that.

Time Zones Will Be the Death of Me

Time Zones Will Be the Death of Me

In my day job I am a software architect, and easily the bane of my existence has been time zones. This is not a unique experience, and Tom Scott does a lovely job explaining why it is such a problem. I actually own a t-shirt that was designed for me by my friend (and fellow Doctor Who fan) Michael Montoure which reads "Time zones will be the death of me". I have long ago lost track of how many hours I have spent dealing with time zone issues, even when using the most stable and well-regarded common software libraries. Just the phrase "time zone" makes me cringe. So you can imagine my visceral reaction when, it today's viewing, the Doctor and companions find a map laying out all of the different wars being fought (the Great War, the American Civil War, etc.), with each one being labeled as a different "Time Zone".

The Fog of War

The Fog of War

Well, here we are. After more than four months, four hundred miles, and well over 800,000 steps on the treadmill, I have arrived at the final story of what I would consider the first major era of Doctor Who. It's the last monochrome story, the last story of the 1960's, and the last season in which the episodes ran essentially non-stop year-round. It is also notable for quite a few firsts, but those won't come until later in the story. What I watched this morning appeared to be a First World War story set in the year 1917, with a few bits of science-fictional weirdness, right up until the last shot.

So Boring They Take a Coffee Break

So Boring They Take a Coffee Break

I just don't know what to say about the middle part of The Space Pirates. I know I spent an hour on the treadmill this morning, and watched two more reconstructed episodes. One presumes that something must have happened during those fifty minutes of viewing. I sweat a lot, and weighed within three pounds of my all-time lowest weight in this millennium, so that's nice, but other than that? Blah.

Let's talk about that.

The Final Recon

The Final Recon

This morning I started on The Space Pirates, which is the last Doctor Who story with episodes that are completely missing. By extension, this means that it is the last Loose Canon reconstruction that I will be watching in this project. There are a couple other notable things about today's episodes, as well.

Let's talk about that.

There's Many a Slip 'Twixt the Cup and the Lip

There's Many a Slip 'Twixt the Cup and the Lip

Remember that moment in M. Night Shyamalan's Signs in which you find that an intelligent space faring race has staged an entire invasion upon a planet where 2/3 of the surface area is covered by an element that is toxic to them, and upon which the same element just spontaneously falls from the sky on a daily basis, but they decided to launch the attack anyway? Turns out Shyamalan was not the first to have an alien invasion foiled by water.

Let's talk about that.

There Are Seeds. They Cause Death.

There Are Seeds. They Cause Death.

Good news! The Doctor totally didn't die in a horrible rocket crash at the beginning of the third episode of The Seeds of Death. I was so worried, I thought maybe it was the end of the series. Fortunately, at the last moment the cliffhanger was resolved and the Doctor (along with Jamie and Zoe) landed safely on the moon.

Let's talk about that.

The Chances of Anything Coming From Mars are a Million to One

The Chances of Anything Coming From Mars are a Million to One

You know how I said I was having a fat day yesterday? Today I was three pounds lighter. Here is Ron's Weight Loss Tip: You have to weigh yourself every day to track the trend lines, but paying attention to the day-to-day weight will drive you insane. Speaking of insane, in The Seeds of Death in the late 21st century mankind has developed a matter transfer system called T-Mat, and has for some reason decided that since they have that one form of travel they don't need any others. That decision does not turn out well.

Let's talk about that.

When In Doubt, Pour Acid On Them

When In Doubt, Pour Acid On Them

Ugh, I am having a fat day. I also slept too late and had to cut my treadmill time short instead of going the full 55 minutes. Those two things might possibly be related. The good news is that it is almost the weekend, and I will undoubtedly get lots of extra exercise on Saturday and Sunday like usual from walking around Disney World with my son visiting princesses. So that's ok. As for Doctor Who, I finished watching The Krotons this morning.

Let's talk about that.

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So Boring They Take a Coffee Break
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There's Many a Slip 'Twixt the Cup and the Lip
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When In Doubt, Pour Acid On Them
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