Well, that was surprising. Jacob, the TWoP recapper for Doctor Who, got in touch with me about my problems with his D&D reference. Apparently I was overthinking the joke- what a shocker!

At first Jacob explained that he was using the d20 roll to imitate the non-player-character behavior of the TARDIS against the Doctor. I replied, asking if the Doctor has to make a diplomacy check every time he wants to travel somewhere, or whether it was more like a will save that the TARDIS had to make in order to be influenced/controlled by the Doctor. Jacob agreed that it was more like a will save, but that on its simplest level, the joke was merely that there were 20 things that could go wrong with the TARDIS, and that each time the Doctor was making a roll to see which outcome he’d get.

This entry is really just so I can end with this testament to my nerdliness and obsessive nitpickery. “I just didn’t think anybody would catch the reference in the first place, so it bugs me that it didn’t make sense. I should have worded it better.” Yaaaaay.

The Doctor and Rose come running up against a barricade, still miles from ground zero, and converse at length about how amazing it is and how this is First Contact and the doctor is so lucky to…be there, or something. I don’t know — he’s got a time machine. I don’t understand how…so the TARDIS just runs all roughshod and 1d20 over him all the time? That’s how it goes? No wonder he acts like a kid all the time.

This is a bit from the Television Without Pity recap of the Doctor Who episode “The Aliens of London.” Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s referring to the teleport spell, correct? Which even I know is a d% (2d10 is totally different from a d20). I may suck hardcore at playing spellcasters, but I do remember that time Merreck transported us and Scott rolled poorly. Our party landed way off course, in the ocean. We would have drowned, but thankfully Merreck had another teleport left for the day (and this time, the roll was better).

Speaking of which, D&D’s tonight.

Poo, it’s no longer my birthday.

I made the cake last night, but I haven’t made the frosting yet. I’ll be doing that after work. Also, I got a huge zit on my chin. What the hell, I’m 26, I should damn well be past that. Annoyance!

Happy second birthday, blog!

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I’m going to bake you a cake… tomorrow. I have D&D tonight, and that takes precedence.

Last night I had dinner over at J and Barbara May’s place. Got a little more face time with Kiddo. I told him about my day at work, and he started crying. Can’t blame the guy, it was intensely boring. If I couldn’t speak, I probably would have started crying to shut me up. Eddie was over as well, and he and J made a really tasty jambalaya. It was pretty easy, too. I think I will have to make it at some point.

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This was not as good as we were hoping. The lapsang souchong made it way too smoky to drink straight. It wasn’t bad with tonic and some lemon. The smell was the most intriguing aspect of it. First whiff? Sweet. Second? Smoky. If you are a local friend, I will probably end up sharing this with you at some point, because I can’t imagine that I’ll get through it on my own.

It does photograph well, though. Please enjoy this shot of Qi with Stephen Fry hosting QI in the background.

Photo stolen from Lydia.