I've been watching televised science fiction ever since my Mom sat me in front of the TV to watch Star Trek the Next Generation. I like to think of myself as the sci fi series equivalent of a wine snob. I've watched everything from Alien Nation to VR5. I sat through Earth 2. I marathoned Babylon 5, including the movies and I suffered through the spin-off. I tracked down all of Blake's 7 and watched it... and liked it.
So what's left? What haven't I seen? There was only one show I've never seen.
Only one classic that I just couldn't watch.
Dr. Who.
Why? You ask? It's a classic. A sci fi staple.
It's long. Many episodes have been lost. And I'm so nuts when I find a show to latch onto, I get a little obsessive. My husband somehow manages to put up with me and it's been a long time since I had enough time to marathon a long-running science fiction show. He always made me promise not to start watching it.
So when we ran out of TV shows to watch together, I jokingly said "Dr. Who". But... I wasn't really joking. I wanted to watch it. But I never, ever thought my husband would watch it with me.
And then he said it... "You can watch Dr. Who. But only from the beginning. I'll even watch it with you."
On one hand, now I can wear my "Delorean crashes into TARDIS" shirt without feeling like a liar. On the other hand... now my husband and I will have to watch every episode and reconstruction that we can find from William Hartnell to Matt Smith.
Oh God. What have I done?
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