Buying Donuts from my Hero, Liz Lemon

In the midst of the 2008 Presidential election I had a dream that the company I worked for held a prom and Barack Obama and his lovely wife Michelle were invited. For dream reasons which defy all logic, they accepted the invitation and came to our little company prom, in Massachusetts, which isn't exactly a battleground state. During the prom a coworker of mine aggressively hit on Michelle and Barack punched him in the face at which point I began freaking out. I was worried that it would hurt his chances in the election if word got out and I'm nearly positive that when I woke up I went to check if it had made the news...I realized before I actually did so but, it took a minute.

I realize that I've outed myself as a democrat but, oh well, maybe my Rush Limbaugh loving facebook friends won't read this or maybe they'll just ignore it. I tend to avoid revealing my political leanings because I don't like to argue politics with anyone other than my Dad...he has to love me unconditionally, even if I listen to NPR.

So, why did I take the risk of incurring the wrath of Bill O'Reilly (AKA Papa Bear) fans by telling you about a 5 year old dream? Because it is my favorite example of the kind of weird dreams I tend to have. Believe me I've had a hundred weird dreams since then, like the dream I had that I was dating Daniel Tosh and got into a fight with offended audience members or the time Scott Aukerman, a young Arnold Schwarzenegger, and Ed Helms wanted to take me bowling but, I had to attend a Seder and no I'm not Jewish. Now that I think of it, that dream deserves its own post but, back to the point, some dreams are more worthy of recapping than others and a dream starring Tina Fey that caused me to second guess my life choices seems more worthy of your attention than my brief affair with a young Arnold Schwarzenegger.

My #newtowho Story

Well, it has been awhile hasn't it? I've had a touch of the ADD lately. You see, I just like liking too many things and don't have enough time, or brain capacity after a crazy day at work, to like them and write about them.

Lately I've been busy killing dragons,practicing alchemy, buying/making Christmas gifts, presenting awards and scholarships, failing at arts and crafts, obsessing over Felicia Day/Geek &Sundry, watching a lot of British Quiz Shows especially those that feature NoelFielding and/or Alan Davies, playing Gloom or Rory's Story Cubes with the family, enjoying the final season of The Office (Belsnickel was the best!), watching other sitcoms (Go On, Parks and Rec), loving The Snowmen and as always rewatching new Who and watching new to me classic Doctor Who.

See? You have to admit, that is a lot of stuff and I’m sure I left something out. I’m still busy but, I feel compelled to write this post because an odd thing happened on the way to the Baker era, I wasn’t an instant fan and that’s puzzling since I know that he is the most iconic Doctor and the safest and most common answer to the question, “Who’s your Doctor?” (My answer? I love them all. They all play the same man, don’t make me choose!) I feel like I accepted the other Doctors very early on and I couldn’t put my finger on why it was taking me so long to warm up to him. In order to explore this properly I’ve decided to tell my #newtowho story first and since time is a big ball of Wibbly-Wobbly, Timey-Wimey stuff, I'll start in the middle.

The first time I really became aware that my father liked Doctor Who must have been in about 2006 which is when new Who first started airing in America. I am pretty sure he was trying to connect with my then boyfriend who he had lovingly but, correctly dubbed my "future ex” by dropping a Doctor Who reference. He must have thought he looked a little geeky (sorry Jeff but…) and would get the reference. He did not. My Dad began talking more about the show but, as David Tennant put it, “it’s very hard to explain and not sound like a lunatic.” I never looked into it and I had no clue what it was until I saw a Doctor Who related article on geekologie.com which had a picture of Tom Baker and then I remembered. I had definitely seen that guy before...come with me to the 80’s.