It’s Sunday. I am couch-ridden from some kind of teen delivered horror-cold that’s making me all woggly and irritable. [My Attorney] is similarly afflicted and like all decent adults, when sick, we turn to the age old comfort of television.
Only, I turn to awesome television like Burn Notice and Game of Thrones and she turns to psychotic worse-than-a-grade-school-play British television in the form of Dr. Who.
From 1954.
And not just the horribly lit, badly acted, ridiculously written, STOOOPID black & white schlock available on the 985 DVDs she’d pulled down off of eBay. No, she’s watching an episode for which there is no video available. So we’re looking at a still photograph from the original and listening to the scene chewing, harrumphing of long dead British ACTors.
We are LISTENING to Dr. Who.
About Christopher Garlington, Esq.
Christopher Garlington lives in Chicago in a standard two kids, wife, dog, corner-lot, two car, small business owner American dream package. He drives a 2003 Camry, sports a considerable notebook fetish, and smokes Arturo Fuente Partaga Maduros as often as possible. His stories have appeared in Chicago Parent; The Kentuckian, The Orlando Sentinel, The Daily Herald, Exito!, Florida, Orlando, Orlando Weekly, Catholic Digest, Retort, Another Realm, The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, South Lit, and other magazines. He is the author of the infamous anti-parenting blog, Death By Children; co-author of The Beat Cop’s Guide to Chicago Eats; and co-hosts a weekly radio show based on that book. His monthly column for Chicago Parent, “My Funny Life,” was nominated for best humor article in the 2010 annual Parenting Publications of America Editorial and Design Awards.
