I know you’re probably just dying for the Friday Sci-Five to return on account of it being so integral to the enjoyment of your weekend, but you’re just going to have to wait until next week for its return. I was going to wait until September but I’m coming back with it a week earlier so basically you’re welcome. I am a kind and just blogger.
But here’s the thing, I can’t Sci-Five this week. All I can think about is the number 8. And/or 12. And/or 13. Depending on how you skin the cat.
Saturday I will have no time for anything except the Doctor. The eighth season premieres Saturday night and I just cannot even handle it right now. Following Matt Smith’s departure, the season eight premiere will be the first time we see Peter Capaldi as the 12th Doctor, or 13th if we’re counting the War Doctor (and why wouldn’t we? It’s John Hurt for Glob’s sake). I’m looking forward to this season as, I imagine, we begin looking for Gallifrey (IT’S OUT THERE YOU GUYS!).
This also is the season in which we say goodbye to Clara Oswin Oswald. I read earlier this week that after her departure Clara will be the longest running companion in the reboot of the series which I found incredibly fascinating. Like many other Whovians I just haven’t connected with Clara. I don’t hate her but I also don’t love her. It’s shocking to me to think she outlasted both Rose and Amy. I’m interested to see how they send her off and whether anyone really gives a damn.
In the meantime, I’m basically going to be like this all weekend (and also until the Christmas episode, at which point I will only be five times this – except with more hair – hopefully).
Yes, I do realize that with a bow tie Cartoon Me bares a striking resemblance to a creepy ass ventriloquist dummy. I don’t want to talk about it right now.
To the TARDIS!