Have we mentioned how much we all love Doctor Who around here?

Because we really, really love Doctor Who.

I had vague recollections of having watched the old show on PBS with my grandma (who is also the amazing woman who introduced me to Star Trek), but I didn't even know about the new series until after David Tennant took over in season two. A friend and I watched most of "Tooth and Claw" on the screen over the bar at T.G.I. Fridays and even without the sound, we were hooked.

I really enjoyed Tennant's run on the show, which comes as no surprise, as I was one of the very, very few who preferred Davison over Baker in the original show (Tyler and David Tennant himself being pretty much the only other people I can think of who felt likewise). When I got around to watching the backlog of Eccleston episodes that I'd missed, I wasn't surprised to love him, either. After all, I'd enjoyed him on Heroes, and in Elisabeth and Gone in 60 Seconds (shut up, I have a weak spot for movies with awesome cars in them).

So far, I'm a little underwhelmed by the writing quality of pretty much every episode of the new season that veteran writer and new executive producer Steven Moffat hasn't personally written, but I have faith. Mostly, because I absolutely adore the characters of Amy Pond and her bumbling fiance, Rory, but also because I've been really, really enjoying the performance of Matt Smith, and have faith in his continued ability to make terrible writing watchable.

Pretty much the only complaint I have about him is that I'm having a difficult time drawing him. I think it's his general lack of eyebrows that throws me off. Ah, well. Perhaps I just need more practice.