I have completely lost track of what this blog was going to be about. There will be a lot of U2, whatever (or whoever) else strikes my fancy or amuses me. I refuse to develop a thing for Tom Hiddleston, so he can just stop. Benedict Cumberbatch and Sherlock were clogging up the works here, so I have a second blog commandeeredbycumberbatch.
I have got my parents watching Doctor Who for the first time. Last night we saw the end of Ten. Tonight after dinner, my dad asked, “Are we Whoing tonight?” and my mom wanted to know, “Are we Whovians, now?” Sure, guys. Whatever makes you happy.