May 2012
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The New Yorker on '“Doctor Who,” “Community,” and... →
Dear New Yorker, if you’re going to do a feature piece on Doctor Who and creating TV mythologies and cult fans, please don’t get a writer who acknowledges that “I haven’t watched Davies’s version” or that in its pre-2005 incarnation, “its themes were rarely emotional”. I’ve not watched Classic Who either, but as far as I know, the show didn’t survive...
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I want your love And I want your revenge
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I have no regrets making this
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Being a geek is all about your own personal level of enthusiasm, not how your...
– The Mary Sue defines what it means to be a geek — and I couldn’t have said it better myself.
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Just a random thought popped into my head.
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I know a lot of Whovians want Ten to carry the Olympic Torch for the 2012 Olympic Games in Britain, but I say otherwise. Why? It’s very simple.
Why is it that so many people want one face, one Doctor out of eleven, to be the face of the franchise when said franchise is all about that face changing?
There is no face of Doctor Who. No Doctor...
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Just a random thought popped into my head.
doortotomorrow:
I know a lot of Whovians want Ten to carry the Olympic Torch for the 2012 Olympic Games in Britain, but I say otherwise. Why? It’s very simple.
Why is it that so many people want one face, one Doctor out of eleven, to be the face of the franchise when said franchise is all about that face changing?
There is no face of Doctor Who. No Doctor should ever be placed above all the...
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Anonymous asked: Hello! I'm the mod for this online book club called Booklat, and I just thought you might be interested in joining us. Today's theme is "What I'm Reading Wednesday". Hope to see you there! -drea :)
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Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg Richard Hugo You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was years ago. You walk these streets laid out by the insane, past hotels that didn’t last, bars that did, the tortured try of local drivers to accelerate their lives. Only churches are kept up. The jail turned 70 this year. The only prisoner is always in,...
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April 2012
38 posts