So. This morning I walked on the treadmill for 55 minutes. I also watched episodes 3 and 4 of The Evil of the Daleks. Out my window I could see the grass growing and the clouds drifting by. Across the way I could hear a work crew starting in on re-roofing another house in our neighborhood. All those things happening outside were infinitely more interesting than what was happening at Maxtible Mansion.

Let's talk about that.

The bad news: It's another damn Dalek story. The good news: It's the last damn Dalek story forever. Well, at least, it was supposed to be. That lasted for about five years, which means that after this weekend I get a respite from them for several months. Seriously, I told my wife earlier today that she could go ahead and write my blog post for the day - Just say, "F%&$. Another Dalek story," and then a frowny face. Actually, though, it turns out that at least the first two episodes are pretty good.

Let's talk about that.