Random Thought of the Day

Here’s a little something I thought up.

The thing about flying the TARDIS is, that Nine acts like he’s playing a guitar, all putting his fingers in the right spots at the right times and hoping that the result is good. Ten, however, acts like he’s trying to keep his wife happy with him, all stroking and letting and praying she doesn’t get mad and land him on some terrible planet filled with bloodthirsty natives. Then there’s Eleven, and he’s just like “This is such a fun game! I’m best at this game, aren’t I? How many points do I get for this?” And then there’s River. That one kid at the arcade who knows the machine better than you and proves it every time she walks in the door. You can’t help but be envious, and you sneak peeks at how she does it while still pretending you’re better. Spoiler alert : you’re not.

Accurate post is incredibly accurate.


Random Thought(s) of the Day

“Crimson, eleven, delight, and the smell of earth after rain.”

This quote from The Doctor’s Wife is one of the few things I haven’t over-analyzed on this show. But think about it. Eleven. Moffat is quoting the Doctor’s regeneration number, something he doesn’t usually do. Maybe he’s trying to tell us something?

Thought number two. I just figured out that Torchwood is an anagram for Doctor Who. Seriously — try it!

Black Widow and Hawkeye’s couple name is Black Eye.

Aaaaaaaaand here are some unnecessary feels.

The wonderful thing about Timelords,

Are Timelords are wonderful things!

Timelines are made of rubber,

And clocks are made of springs!

It’s wibblu wobbly, timey wimey, fun fun fun fun fun!

But the most terrible thing about Timelords is I’m . . . . . the only one.