"Who turned out the lights?"

Loath as I am to judge a two-parter solely on the merits of the first part, I thought I might just put a few thoughts down. This is, of course, the new Doctor Who's most anticipated annual event: the Steven Moffat story. After whacking us around the head with The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances, causing controversy with The Girl in the Fireplace, earning two Hugos in the bargain and probably again this year for Blink, Moffat has gotten so much hype and such high expectations that you can't help but fear that this is the year he'll slip up. Especially so since this comes on the heels of the announcement that he'll be taking over as the series showrunner. If you want to wade into the fearsome jungle of fandom seasoned with the anonymity of the Internet that is Outpost Gallifrey (sorry, it's the Doctor Who Forum, now), you'll see that the backlash has already begun, even before he's started. Oh, fandom, I really want to kick you in the genitals sometimes.

But enough pleasant imagery. What do we have here, in Silence in the Library? In brief: mad and entertaining enough, with a couple of good old chills, but it's all starting to look a bit familiar.

( Spoilers now: )

Happy birthday, Dr Neely!

Many happy returns to catalana — may we see many, many more.

Clio

Clio
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I am a weak man: the Great Singapore Sale came and I succumbed to the purchase of this MacBook Air, named Clio: 1.8 GHz Intel Core 2 Duo, 2 GB RAM, 80 GB HD.

They threw in the Superdrive and Applecare for S$170, which was a deal I couldn't resist. Named after the muse of history, not the Renault.

I've had her for nearly a week now and she's no frills, but easy on the eyes and easy to use for the basic stuff. She'll be my new travelling companion, basically, and a hell of a lot lighter than Callisto to transport. I'll still be using Callisto and Emma for the heavy lifting, though.

Sex, texts and drunken rolls

( Salon: U still up? )