As everyone knows, there can only be one possible choice for a Riordan Doctor.
By the way, Photoshop is a HUGE pain in the butt. It is not the friendliest program that I have ever run across.
As everyone knows, there can only be one possible choice for a Riordan Doctor.
By the way, Photoshop is a HUGE pain in the butt. It is not the friendliest program that I have ever run across.
The fact that you and Sonotmu both used photoshop to “prove” you’d be the best choice for the next doctor only makes it all the more obvious that I’m the obvious choice – I don’t need to prove anything!
The fact that I don’t know how to use photoshop doesn’t enter into it!
Is this where I point out that someone who can’t master basic Photoshop techniques may not be qualified to go mucking about with the space/time continuum?
Have you EVER seen the Doctor use Photoshop? No. Case closed.
Besides, I think the space/time continuum is less complicated than Photoshop.
So you admit, “Doctor” that a program I am far better at than you is more complicated than space/time itself? Hmmm, perhaps we know who should be piloting the TARDIS then?
I’m still waiting to hear you announce who you think the best Doctor is. You’re pondering away in that picture. I mean, I know it’s me, but it’ll pull more weight with the Mister here if he hears for himself it’s two to one.
Space time continuum. Come on! The Tardis is female! As a woman only I truly understand that no matter what coordinates I set, no matter what dials I turn, no matter what buttons I press – she’s gonna invariably go where she wants to go. I might as well have my companion give me a pedicure while I sip a coffee and read Eco. I’ll even put a fabulous coatrack next to the Tardis door. I’ll arrive at my destination calm, relaxed, and sandal-ready, in case she takes me someplace warm.
Yeah, looks more like the Doctor (Jo) has just offered to take you along as a companion and you’re mulling it over.
Course, if Jo DID offer to make you a companion, I’d suddenly understand the Master’s compulsion to destroy the Doctor…
I think Mu is wondering what the Doctor meant when she said “I’ll be back before you can determine how many shades of orange there are. Oh, and you’ll have to name them. If you’re looking for Sonotmu, I told him that he could come with me if he could convince Six – not Tricia Helfer but the original Caprica Six – to come with us, too.”
*grabs David Bowie – or David Tennant, whichever’s closer*
*[insert Tardis noise here]*
As the REAL Doctor, I’m going to have to close this wormhole to the Shalene universe where nothing makes sense.
I’m not sure I like this pattern of Jo liking guys named “David”. When _I_ am the Doctor, I’ll have to throw a laser-spanner into the works, as it were, and make sure no one is ever named “David”.
As for Caprica Six, Jo, perhaps she already has agreed to come along – in my mind. Just like with Baltar. Which is the last time I shall ever compare myself to him.