The Blog to Nowhere

Second day of the comic expo, which means today was parade day. I will freely admit that this year's parade wasn't as cool as last year. Or maybe that's just how it felt to me. The Doctor Who cosplay group was a little smaller, we were at the very back of the parade line, and a stupid police car got between us and Garrett Wang who was riding in the car ahead. Oh well, every year can't be a winner. Next year, one of the Whovians is promising to bring a homemade, life sized TARDIS to the parade, so we'll see how that goes.

The weather was wonderful, though. Sunny and warm, with no rain at all. Saw some good costumes, too. There was an adorable little girl dressed up as Doctor Octopus and her dad was dressed as Spider-Man. Actually, there was a lot of cute kids in costumes. I see parents start the induction at a very young age. :-) There was also a pretty awesome Baymax in his battle armour and all of the day care kids in the area lost their mind when they saw him.

( Rambling expo highlights behind the cut )

But man, I'm super pooped and tomorrow is going to be a long day. Need to grab autographs from Ming-Na, Stephen Amell, Hayley Atwell, and Arthur Darvill. Time to grab some Zs.

Well, I finished off the Seventh Doctor's run last night while waiting for the Christmas special. It was sort of hard getting through Seven's era. Not that it was super horrible, but it was hard watching these episodes knowing I was coming up to the end of the show. Yeah, I know, the show's living on once again, but just imagine being a fan back in 1989. It must have been heartbreaking. Here's this show that's been on 26 years and suddenly it's gone.

I managed to find the special features for the "Time and the Rani" DVD and after watching one of the documentaries, Seven made more sense to me. They wanted a Doctor who was kind of like Two: short, goofy, baggy pants. Okay, I'm joking about that last one, but the similar personality thing is true. So I can see why Seven started out as he did, all goofy smiles and mangled metaphors. But he's got a devious mind under that straw hat, doesn't he. You wouldn't think it just looking at him. Seven's so short. It's cute. It kind of lulls you into a false sense of security. He definitely got a little meaner as the seasons went on. Well, maybe not meaner, but definitely more calculating, maybe a little less merciful. I know it was all part of the "Cartmel Masterplan" to give the Doctor a mysterious air again, but nothing really came from it. But the writers did do a smart thing by playing him the opposite of how he looked. You always got the feeling that he never told Ace everything wherever they went.

( Some rambling about the Seventh Doctor's era )

I think if the show had gone on for another season, it would have hit its stride again. The writers had figured out who Seven was and Ace was becoming more a strong young woman and less a rebellious teenager.

Well, one more Doctor and I'm done Classic Who. Okay, strictly speaking, Eight isn't Classic Who, but I would feel bad if I left him out. :-)