The sign in the first-grade classroom reads: "Today is fantastic Friday."
My seven-year-old tugs at my sleeve and asks, "Eight o'clock tonight, right?"
It's our new Friday night routine: me and our new little Whovian watch the revived Doctor Who (the "first" season, which originally aired last year in the UK), with Christopher Eccleston as the Doctor—thrilling, smokin' hot, and, (as this Doctor would say,) Fantastic!
We're already more than halfway through this incarnation of the Doctor, whose 13-episode lifespan will turn out to be shorter than that of a Firefly.
In the episode "Rose," an obsessed amateur who's been investigating and tracking the Doctor shows Rose (the Doctor's companion in this series) photos with evidence of the Doctor's time-travelling appearances in pivotal scenes in history: the JFK assassination, the launch of the Titanic, the eruption of Krakatoa. If he had dug deeper, he might have also unearthed evidence of the Doctor's influence in the history of popular music:
If you wanna feel groovy, give the Doctor a call:
Called the Doctor, woke him up:
Doctor! Doctor! Can't you see I'm burnin', burnin':
Doctor, Doctor, gave me the news:
I got a bad case of lovin' [Who].
My 8-year-old is digging on Dr. Who, too. Truly a child of his parents. (SMILE)
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Posted by: Douglas E. Welch | April 28, 2006 at 04:52 PM
I hear ya, Dr. Who is my secret lover *giggles*
Posted by: Cayla Jo | March 27, 2008 at 10:52 AM