I originally intended to do a full recap of the Doctor Who Christmas special but then I didn’t get around to watching it until last night and as it was a “dreams within dreams within dreams” story that I didn’t entirely follow for reasons that are probably equally to do with the complexity of the story and the deliciousness of the wine I was drinking at the time, I thought I’d just do a quick summary instead so we can talk about it. Or for those of you who are not DW inclined, we can talk about our all time worst New Year’s Eve celebrations.
So the Doctor Who special basically amounted to the ceiling spider hands from Ocarina of Time somehow affixing themselves to Clara and the Doctor’s faces (along with a bunch of randos) and putting them in a dream state to distract them from the fact that their brains are being eaten. They dream that they’re on a Super Secret Science Base at the North Pole and Santa Claus rescues them from some psychic alien monsters. But Clara has a dream within a dream within a dream about Danny being alive again and spending a lovely Christmas with her when a dream spider hand attaches itself to her dream face, and the Doctor has to save her by convincing her to finally let Danny go. And then they all realize that they’re dreaming the science base and have to dream themselves out of it by having Santa rescue them on his sleigh. And this makes the spiders fall off their faces and disintegrate and they go back to their normal lives. The Doctor immediately goes to find Clara who for time travel reasons is now a lonely old lady who spent the last 60 years pining for her lost love and her lost BFF. Except that was a dream too apparently and the Doctor gets back to Clara when she’s still young and hot (thank god!) and she decides to rejoin him in the TARDIS for next season despite all the rumors that this was going to be her last episode. The end!
Doctor Who Christmas specials are usually sort of crappy and this one was actually fun if a little overly Inceptiony and dumb. I enjoyed it and I am happy to get Clara for another season, although a little skeptical of the way they got her back on the TARDIS. But whatevs! Looking forward to season 9!
Nerd Talk Over! Let’s Move On To New Year’s Eve Stories!
Let’s face it: New Year’s Eve is usually terrible. In recent years I have refused to do anything more exciting than go to a nearby restaurant to have a beer with a few friends after several consecutive years of terrible nights. Here is the worst of them:
About four years ago I went to a local bar with a group of friends for what was supposed to be a lovely evening of drinking and dancing and general conviviality but instead turned out to be an awkward and infuriating evening because one of our friends was hugely offended that her ex-boyfriend, with whom we were also friends, was there. She retaliated by throwing popcorn in his face and trying to hit on all of our male friends before giving up and making out with a stranger. To give you an idea of the mood, here is a picture that was taken during the midnight countdown:
Later that night a bunch of us went back to my house for an afterparty. I immediately put on a giant bathrobe because I was freezing in my sleeveless dress and my sister, who mistakenly thought I was interested in a guy who was there, drunkenly yelled at me for wearing a bathrobe instead of trying to seduce him like a proper lady. I responded by drunkenly yelling that if I wanted to wear a bathrobe in my own home then I was damn well going to wear a bathrobe in my own home. This would be the last time I attempted any sort of party on New Year’s.
Please share your own horror stories so that I don’t feel like the only New Year’s loser!