APPARENTLY — *ahem* — there was a teeny, tiny, little hijacking of this blog whilst I was away, kayaking down the idyllic Green River for days and days, taking in stunning vistas, squat-pottying in a delightful, shared metal poop box called a groover which is not unlike a desert-powered slow cooker for collected feces, and blissfully not monitoring the nefarious blog coup underway.
I hold Greg responsible.
And you Whovians for encouraging him.
Yes. Greg and you myriad Whovians are clearly at fault for the blog coup.
I could not stop laughing this morning from my hotel room in Salt Lake City as I read through your dismay and disgust at my lack of Whovian follow-through.
Also, you’re all very awesome and I love you very much, even though you willfully aired my dirty Whovian laundry and, in my absence, signed me up for remedial Whovian indoctrination. Remedial InDoctorination, as the case may be.
I admit, I’m a Doctor Who tease, leading Greg on by watching a couple of episodes and then ditching him to read much more urgent, but definitely quality vampire / werewolf literature in the evenings, ensconced in bed, head on pillow, comforter pulled to my chin, actively shunning his desperate and occasionally pathetic Whovian pleading.
As for Greg’s comparison between Outlander and Doctor Who, while admittedly brilliant, I have just one thing to say:
It’s just… Outlander has Jamie, and Doctor Who doesn’t, and if you’ve read more than 30% of Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, I know you know what I know. YOU KNOW WHAT I KNOW, you know? I mean, I haven’t watched Outlander episodes 7 or 8 yet… the episodes for which I’ve been waiting with breathless anticipation… but I remain confident I have placed my faith in the correct, hot, fictional character.
Unfortunately, what I hear you saying about the Doctor is that you know what I don’t know, and that I should know what you know, and that, if I wasn’t quite so stubborn, I’d already know what you know, and that, for the sake of my marriage and all that is right and good in the universe, I ought to trust what you know ’til I know it, too.
In conclusion, I hate to admit when I’ve lost, but I’ve lost.
I’ll give the Doctor another try.
Wish Greg luck.
P.S. Greg was right to talk to you. He knows I will do things for you that I won’t do for him. Although I will also do certain things for Greg that I won’t do for you, so I feel like that’s fair.
P.P.S. I’ll tell you more about the Green River in the future, but if you’re curious in the meantime about the details of what we did, you can follow my friend and trip leader John’s blog, Just Finding Our Way. So far, he’s posted about Packing and Day Zero. He’ll post Days 1-12 soon. My dad and I join the trip on Day 6 at Mineral Bottom.
P.P.P.S. My tent last week was Tardis blue.
16 responses to “I Went to the Wilderness, I Squat-Pottied in Idyllic Locations, I Didn’t Check the Internets for a Week, and Whovians Hijacked This Blog”
I second your “Jamie”. 🙂
I’m late to this conversation, but it would like to point out that in Greg’s comparison list he did not include kilts or Jaimie in a kilt, so, there, that puts Outlander ahead, and I say this having only seen episode one. Sigh. It’s the first time in two years I wished for cable.
I hope you adore Who! If you start from the beginning of the new series and are a little bored, just wait a couple of episodes. I was like, “Why is everyone so excited about this show?” Then I got to The Empty Child / The Doctor Dances (the two-parter set in World War II where you meet Captain Jack) and fell head-over-heels. And I’ve been an avid Whovian since.
I’m trying to talk my husband into watching Outlander (it has time travel, so therefore he should watch it….). You should certainly check this out:http://sarahbessey.com/beginners-guide-doctor-who/
I support you in having no interest in Dr. Who–and I love most British television. It just bores me to sleep.
So good luck in your latest attempt to support Greg’s Who-Habit. Maybe it’ll take this time. I started watching Project Runway along with Melissa–and have actually got some fun out of the fact that I’m almost wrong about what the judges with think is any good–but I had to draw the line at America’s Next Top Model.
As for Dr. Who, I leave it for all the Who’s in Who-ville.
As a lover of the Outlander series for well over a decade (my books are almost worn out from all of the re-reading), I can honestly say that never in my life have I ever encountered a sexier, sweeter, more chivalrous, better looking, more freakin’ awesome fictional boyfriend. NAKED JAMIE?!?!?! O.M.G. My husband is fully aware of my addiction and that I would drop him in a skinny minute if James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser (JAMMF for those of us in the know) were available. He’s also noted the aphrodisiac-like effect of kilts, therefore he is shopping for one of his own…….now, if he would just grow much taller and develop a Scottish accent…….I dinna ken how I’d handle it….but I’d like to try!
Oh Beth. I have loved you for awhile, but can I tell you that I love you even more now, knowing that you love Outlander? I am not a Whovian, either, and could not care less about Dr. Who. But Jamie. JAMIE. A hot Scot in a kilt – what’s not to love??
InDoctorination I love it!
YAY!!! I have to say though, I got to book 5 of Outlander (“The Fiery Cross”) and stalled. I hear a lot of people say that, though, that it was a rough one to get through. I’ll keep trying, since you’re giving the Doctor another go. 😉
JAIME. That’s all I have to say 🙂 But my Mom likes both I’m sure so there are a few of them out there 🙂
I missed you! Greg was awesome, but I missed you!
And your right, your community is SO GREAT.
P.S… I haven’t read Outlander, and didn’t watch the episodes, and have never watched Dr. Who. So I’ve been an Who/Jamie Outcast this week. But I am a die hard Joss fan, too, so at least we still have that. =)
I just started reading Outlander today! One of my brides’ mom was reading it (I work in a bridal salon), told me the storyline, and talked me into trying the first book in the series.
But…Gaylin! GASP! DAVID TENNANT! He’s tall and skinny, looks great in a long coat, and has a Scottish accent. At least in real life. And he has big brown eyes and can make you go gazoo by reading a Shakespearean sonnet…
Oh, Beth, Beth, Beth.
I read the first Outlander book and was singularly unimpressed. I read the second one, hoping it would get better. I didn’t bother with anymore.
But Doctor Who? I fell in love with it the instant the Doctor said, “Nice to meet you, Rose. Now RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!”
And Outlander may have Jamie. But Doctor Who has David Tennant. We win. 🙂
Yay! Welcome home and let the “InDoctorination” begin! 🙂
Naked Jamie. Ahem . . .
Can’t say I would want to see any of Dr. Who’s naked.
At least you knew enough to refer to your tent as Tardis blue – was it bigger on the inside?