Before I forget...

I knew there was something I was forgetting. Something nagging me all night. It was this. This post. Only remembered it twenty seconds ago. I've got nothing. Nadda. Zip. Zilch. Zero. I guess I could fill out the rest of this with other words for nothing but I can't be bothered thinking of them or looking them up.

Doctor Who had an excellent start to the new series with Smith and Jones, which was a brilliant introduction for a new companion and a very good episode with some nice twists in the plot. Spotted at least two references to Mr Saxon, the arc word for the new series.

I'm willing to bet that that paragraph was utter gibberish to a lot of people, or at least anyone outside the UK. Doctor Who is one of those things that has never really taken off except on our little isle. It has fan communities and viewers across the globe but nowhere is it quite so mainstream.

Oddly enough, most of the fan films on Youtube are American, as far as I can tell. They also have a tendency to be terrible. Still, they're fan films so that's to be expected. I'm giving them a shot at the very least, there seem to be a few ongoing series that have garnered some support.

Strangely, although I'm rushing this and I only thought of it late, I'll probably still be posting earlier than usual, if only by a few minutes. I blame it on the fact that I got out of bed at noon today and my internal rhythm is completely out of whack.

Like I said, nothing much else to say. Wish I could have some wonderful insight to round off every day, but, as the last month and tonight have proven, I can't.