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So yesterday we had a great day, up early and out to hike at Dreamy Draw (a natural pocket of desert in the center of town, tucked behind Squaw Piestewa Peak. Despite the lack of rain this year, everything is in bloom, including the gorgeous ironwood tree, which neither of us recognized and I had to look up. This is rare, since Barb usually knows every plant that grows in the Sonoran Desert.

Then lounged all evening out at the Tiki Bar with a lot of food and margaritas, chatter and Super Moon.

But on the whole, I have been very tired this weekend. I woke up yesterday with not just a STIFF neck, but with what felt like a solid band of knotted muscle running from shoulder to shoulder that took several doses of Tylenol and a day of movement and stretching to ease out completely. (And then a lot of margaritas.) Today I'm little more than a lazy lump sitting here eating chips & dip and ice cream and watching old episodes of Torchwood.

Torchwood would have been a great, great show if it had lived up to that promise of "the 21st Century is when it all changes, and we have to be ready," instead of just being about five dysfunctional people slouching their way through messy, soapy lives. I would have minded the dysfunction or the soap if the stories hadn't been forced into a back seat for it. RTD's penchant for over-the-top melodrama turned dashing Captain Jack into a mopey whiner (although in the episodes I saw there were flashes of who he was, now and then). I think that's the main reason I want to see Jack come back for the Doctor Who 50th. Steven Moffat created Captain Jack; he might be able to bring him back (although after all that Jack's been through, that might be asking a lot--to be fair, I haven't seen Miracle Day yet, so the last time I saw Jack, he was getting over the death of Ianto and his own grandson by flirting with Alonzo...). Torchwood did always have some great, snappy dialogue.


May. 9th, 2012 01:20 am (UTC)
Depends on the Doctor, I suppose. Eleven, Two, Six -- probably not; I don't see Three going for it, either. Four, maybe, but he would keep up a rousing commentary, and Three is far too dignified. Ten or Nine, definitely.

I wish River had gotten to meet Nine. Ten was just too afraid of her, and that really killed their relationship for me. It wasn't until I saw her with Eleven that she really clicked.
May. 9th, 2012 01:33 am (UTC)
Ugh...six. No, no no not Six never six. I would do a threesome with One, Two and Three over Six. Hmm. I would say drunk Two and Three would do. Espically if River and Two got in a dicussion of recorders and the uses they would do. Five and Four most definitely. Seven would do it just for the future info, he was a cunning little guy. Eight because he is just too pretty. Nine and River would rock. And she definitely would want to see a young Rose in that situation, because I think without her the Doctor would have never matured and healed enough to even think about marriage.
May. 9th, 2012 01:51 am (UTC)
I'm rather fond of Six. My first Doctor, don'tchaknow. Not his fault he got saddled with some of the worst storylines imaginable, the worst companion in the history of the show (twice!), and a staggeringly stupid outfit. He COULD have been a great Doctor, if he'd been given even the slightest chance.

Five, Five, how could I forget Five? Yes, I could see it - if only as an experiment. And perhaps Two and Three together -- they were an old married couple whenever they bumped heads. One, when he was younger, most definitely -- he was a randy old fellow, was he!
May. 9th, 2012 05:55 am (UTC)
Takes my hat off and offers a deep apology. I am sorry for my rude comments on Six. Colin Baker is an awesome actor and the nicest to interact with when it comes to the older Doctor's. I have heard on his BBC radio adventures he comes off as the Doctor he really wanted to betray.

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