greetings from boston, i’m getting my hairs cut tomorrow.
also, that’s a 5’5 inflatable TARDIS behind me in my apartment.
Flash drive painted with nail polish :P
As mentioned before, my dad likes to randomly look up Doctor Who stuff…
He does it to humor me and/or tease me (like calling The Doctor “Doctor Who”) or just makes random Doctor Who-themed jokes out of nowhere cause he thinks it’s hilarious. (And it is. Like, he’ll randomly walk by my room and go, “What’s up, waiting for the TARDIS to come pick you up?” or “Looks like you need a sonic screwdriver” for literally no reason.)
So, this conversation happened earlier during dinner:
My Dad: “Hey, Sam.”
Me: “What’s up?”
My Dad: “What does Doctor Who eat with his fishsticks?”
Me: [face lights up] “Whoa, you actually looked that up and remembered it! Way to go!”
My Dad: “Wait, what? That’s an actual reference?”
Me: “Yeah…fish fingers and custard. That’s what you were talking about, right?”
My Dad: “No…TARDIS sauce! Get it? Fishsticks and tartar sauce…TARDIS sauce…”
Me: [begins to crack up since I have an identical sense of humor when it comes to bad puns]
My Dad: “He just better hope he’s not late to dinner, or they’ll mark him TARDIS.”
(suggested by newbeginningsinbklyn)
Doctor Who t-shirt arrived the other day :]
(I know the writing is backwards, when I flipped the image, it just looked really strange.)
Just found out that Tom Baker is half-Jewish.
Just one more reason why I ought to get in a TARDIS and go back to the 1970s.
We can live in an apartment with a shag carpet, lava lamps and Peter Max prints on the walls, and buy appliances that come in colors like “avocado green” and “harvest gold.” And then, when sundown approaches, we can light the Chanukah candles to the sounds of Frampton Comes Alive!.