Boy, am I tired of posting these "I swear I'll start posting more" notices on da blogs, but I'm even more tired of allowing the blog to lie fallow and gather dust. I've been roughing it, ladies and gents, living in my new apartment without cable or Internet for two weeks or so, after a pretty intensive two-week course on particle physics. But the end is in sight, and the cable guy is shockingly coming by the end of the week, barring any more foul-ups like the ones which have plagued the whole process.
So I'm writing at the moment in a library, letting you know, for reals this time, that regular posting will resume soon. I'll queue up a post or two before I leave, and I can promise that Superman Sunday will return again in time for Independence Day.
In the meantime, how about that Doctor Who finale that I haven't seen yet because Americans have no way of accessing it? Won't it have been a spectacular end to a pretty awesome series? And I will have loved the way that, even though it will have been just a little bit deus ex machina-y, it works in a way that fits with the story (and overall arc), is layed down fairly logically throughout the episode, and doesn't really slap you over the head with it. Plus, it's bloody brilliant. Matt Smith is well on his way to eclipsing other recent Doctors in terms of owning and defining the role, and I think anyone who still has reservations about his performance is just being stubborn at this point. I'm sure I'll be chomping at the bit for the Christmas Special, which, if it will follow on from the end of the finale (that I haven't yet seen, of course) will be totally awesome.
So, what will you have thought about it?