The good news is that we finally have an idea of when Thirteen will be crashing onto our screens. The bad news is that it’s not until October.
We also got a glimpse of the new logo today. It’s nice and shiny, but at the same time I feel as if it’s missing something. I’m not sure what that something is yet; I just have the strangest feeling that the logo is missing something.
One thing’s for sure–October will definitely be an interesting month.
So this weekend is the release of the final movie in the stupid trilogy about the color grey, and it just makes me mad that a messed-up relationship like that is glamorized. To counter that, I am pulling out one of my favorite videos, the speech from Yours, Mine, and Ours about what love really is.
Love isn’t about feeling good; it’s about dying to yourself for the benefit of others. The other people become more important than your own wants and desires. In its ideal form, it should be a reflection of the love God has for us, that He loved us so much He was willing to die for us. That’s what love really is.
Several months ago, I stumbled across an article that talked about how a group of Dominicans from the Dominican House of Studies in Washington, D.C. was releasing an album of bluegrass music. I’m no connoisseur of the bluegrass genre, but I’ve always had a fondness for it, and I love Dominicans, so naturally I checked it out.
It. Is. Amazing.
They call themselves the Hillbilly Thomists, a term that Catholic author Flannery O’Connor originally used to describe herself. Judging from the album’s cover picture that dates from the 1920s, there have been Dominicans playing bluegrass at the House of Studies for a very long time; I think this was the first time they gave themselves and name and recorded an album. And they don’t limit themselves to just bluegrass; various YouTube videos show them playing old Irish folk tunes as well. No matter what they’re singing, though, there is an unmistakable joy that permeates everything they do.
Happy New Year, everyone! I’m honestly not sure what I’m looking forward to this year–I kind of fell out of the loop on a lot of things with the personal stuff I mentioned in yesterday’s post–but that’s actually kind of exciting. It’s a brand new year where I have placed zero expectations on myself or anything else, so it’s a year when anything can happen. One of the things I noticed in last year’s post is that I was looking forward to catching up on The X-Files and Merlin, and I actually am still working on those. I’m almost done with Merlin (roughly about halfway through season 5), and I’m slowly making my way through the old X-Files episodes and eagerly awaiting the new episodes arriving on January 3 (although I am firmly convinced no one on this show actually knows what the truth is).
It’s a brand new year! Seize it!
The end of 2017 is here, and quite frankly, I am exhausted. I had a lot of stuff happen in my personal life this year that left me drained both physically and emotionally. As a result, I wasn’t as active on here as I usually am, and I really do apologize for that. Real-life drama just had a habit of interfering with other things I wanted to do.
The good news is that 2018 is another chance for blogging excursions, and the fact that it will be my sixth year running this will be quite impressive, indeed. I’m still impressed that I didn’t give up after three weeks.
Before I forget, though, I want to link to the Saint Name Generator. I always love using this to find a new saint to pray to for the new year. This year I got St. Juan Diego, the man to whom Our Lady of Guadalupe appeared. I’ve always loved Our Lady of Guadalupe, so to get St. Juan Diego as my patron saint for 2018 was really exciting.
Thanksgiving has rolled around once again, and since it happens to fall on Doctor Who Day this year, I know one of the things I’m thankful for.
In all seriousness, though, with all the crazy and sometimes unpleasant stuff that happened to me this year…right now I’m just thankful I survived it all. Mustering up some energy, I realize I’m also thankful that I was able to build a new computer with my dad’s help. It’s much faster than the laptop I was using, and it’s so much easier to get work done now.
So, yeah, there’s always something to be thankful for even if you have to dig in your head for a bit.
Last week the BBC released a picture of what Jodie Whittaker’s Thirteenth Doctor would wear, and I made a mental note to myself to do a post about it. Then I sort of forgot because real life has been attacking me in various ways lately, but then I remembered again! And before I forget again, here’s a picture of her new look.
Jodie Whittaker debuts the Thirteenth Doctor’s new look.
Here’s my take on it–I’m okay with the shirt, suspenders, and trenchcoat; those have very Doctor-y feels to them (although I admit the brighter color scheme is uncomfortably reminiscent of the Sixth Doctor and his amazing technicolor dream coat). But what in the name of jelly babies is up with those pants!? Pants like that never look good on anyone. If you want Whittaker to succeed as the Doctor, don’t make her wear pants that look too small!
I am starting to be very skeptical of this new Doctor, y’all. I want to be excited, but then they dress her in that. Granted, fashion has never been the Doctor’s strong point, but still…how hard would it have been to find normal pants for her?
At least we’ll still get Capaldi looking awesome in the Christmas special.