Whovian*: a fan of Doctor Who. An uberfan of Doctor Who? A fan of the Doctor? A fan of Doctor Who the show? A fan of all things, people, places, and times that may be related by almost any connection to the Doctor, who, quite possibly, has touched the things, people, places, and times? And, yes, it is possible to touch a time by existing in it...right?
Am I a Whovian? I have asked myself in the past. It’s almost like asking myself if I’m a Trekker, but not quite. In both cases, I’d have to say I am a fan and a rather avid watcher, yet I don’t own any related merchandise. Surprisingly, I don’t even own DVD copies of any shows in either franchise. I will say I get excited when I know a new season is coming out of Doctor Who, and in case you were wondering, I am indeed very excited to see the newest Star Trek movie, if it ever gets here.
Sitting on the couch, a man in his fifties laughs as a couple in their late twenties tries to find themselves. He watches a guy, a gal, and a dog live in an apartment together. Said guy and gal are pretending to be an actual loving couple, so that they can live in said apartment. Guy wants desperately to write and draw comics of the X-men and Batman variety, maybe with a few zombies thrown in, and gal wants nothing more than to find a nice bloke and maybe a good time along the way. Guy comes with a best friend who takes his time in Rough Ramblers very seriously; girl comes with a self-absorbed fashionista wannabe, and the apartment building comes with a boozy, lonely, demanding landlady and a slightly mixed up artist. The fifty-plus year old man is hooked by the first episode and decides he must see all 14 episodes of the show’s run.
