Morning all. 30 degrees with precip and a stiff wind this morning. Woke up, stuck my head out, and immediately called to reschedule spirometry. I don't need to be out in that mess, or trying to make an hour's drive on Atlanta roads in that mess, since as previously discussed, people in Atlanta don't know how to drive in inclement weather. And yes, I know I'm lucky to be able to run with the relatively firm assumption that the weather next week will be vastly improved from what it is today. I did give up living near the best Great Lake for the privilege of having decent weather 11 months out of the year.
Thanks brother. I think this is what I will be ordering if it is back in stock in time.
and I hope the movie was good. Sounds like it was!
I have my fingers crossed for a restock. Actually cut my bottle of Pumpkin Spice open to retrieve the last .5 ml or so, specifically so I could vape it after the movie - well outside the theatre, of course. The collective reaction from my fellow exiting moviegoers was "I don't know what that is, but it's coming out of a TARDIS and it smells delicious!"
It was worth it - I've never had a post-movie or post-concert or post-lecture smoke that was even half as satisfying! - but it does mean I'm very much 100% out of Pumpkin Spice now. Not sure what kind of similar vape I'll replace it with if Pumpkin Spice isn't back and Pumpkin Cookie isn't around to try either... will have to take a leap on Gingerbread or something, I suppose.
The movie was brilliant. I'd seen the episode of course - watched it during the Saturday simulcast so I didn't get spoiled by some inconsiderate Whovian who felt the need to blather it all over the internet (there's always one), so I knew the plot going in, but they had plenty of extras for the moviegoers.
(Spoilers follow. I'm 99% sure last night was the final night to see it in theaters, but should you not want to know what the extras are/were, skip to the third paragraph from the end.)
Strax the Sontaran did the "please silence your phones" speech. In true Sontaran style, of course, and with the added bonus of "I do enjoy how you eat this... "popped corn", heated until it explodes out of its skin. An intriguing tactic, and especially delightful when it screams in pain. Yes... remember that... popped corn does feel pain." *crunches popcorn, sfx of tiny voices screaming*
Matt Smith, David Tennant and John Hurt all did the "please don your 3D glasses" speech. (Eleven: "Hello! Welcome to the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who, in 12-D!... what?... *3-D*? What's special about *that*? Has there been a budget cut? It's *what* year? Oh. Sorry about that, time travel, you know, I just came back from screening the 100th anniversary, all 57 Doctors, and wait till you see - "(*bzzt*, Smith replaced by Tennant) - Ten: Sorry. Look, he's about to tell you to put the glasses on, and in case you've never been to one of these before, 3D tends to make things stick out *at* you, so watch out for his *chin*." (You get the idea. The three of them bickered for quite a while. It was fantastic.)
We also got a making of featurette with a surprise Six narrating.
The 3D was perfectly used - not enough to seem intrusive or make you nauseous, just enough to make it a thrill to watch. Worth the price of a ticket just for the chest-clenching horror of having a Dalek eyestalk and gun actually *pointed* at you. There were audible gasps in the theater at that moment; all adults, and most of us knew it was coming! All of us reflexively recoiled when the single Dalek came exploding out of the screen sideways, too. (Eleven: "Hello." Ten: "I'm the Doctor." War Doctor: "Sorry about the Dalek." Clara: "Also the showing off.")
Friends of mine in Canada had the best anecdote of the night, though. Behind them in line was a very tall woman dressed as River Song, and just in front of them was a wee little lad dressed as Seven... The little boy conferred with his mother for a moment, then politely went to "River" and said, "Excuse me, Ms. River? If I have my picture taken with you, is that spoilers?"
Someone's raising that kid right. (For the record, she assured him that having his picture taken with her wouldn't tear a hole in the fabric of space and time, and happily posed for pictures with him. Props to her too for making a little kid's night!)
Non-Whovians, my apologies for all this gibberish... I'd explain, but it'd take a while. It's taken the original authors fifty years, after all.
