And, if you're Kramer, snack!

I don't know the meaning of life, but I know what I want from life … a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot. There's never one available on Ebay. Sad!

And that planet's dark, gaping hole of a moon, Goatse.

In The End of Time, the Master risked his life to get back at Rassilon for the damn drums. The side benefit was saving the Doctor's life.

I'm not dead yet.

Nothing wrong with a brunch that includes morning drinking when it serves as a kickoff to Sunday Funday.

Having to sing "Homeward Bound" was a perfect choice. He starts off by staring at the lyrics to eventually looking straight ahead and singing with a broken, desperate, tear-filled voice. Beautifully done, and not at all silly.

Honestly, I only watched until the Doctor Who season trailer appeared. I needed to see John Simm's Master fill my big-screen, if only for a second. My impatience for his return knows no bounds.

Like an inflatable dancing tube man with a black leather jacket, Doctor Who-style.

It was top-of-mind for me since I re-watched the last three eps of season 2 on Saturday.

"Homeward Bound."

Maybe a different part of the otherworld from the hotel.

I tied Nora's broken arm and missing Lily together. Car accident maybe that injured Nora and killed Lily? Or not. It can be two different things.

Phil Hartman as Trump. Damn, that would have been something beautiful to watch.

Elaine and Jerry were together before the show started, and they tried a friends with benefits arrangement during, which was hilarious.

If you were aware of Cleveland's importance in the history of rock 'n roll, it might make sense to you.

No, *Missy starts dabbing to the music*, awkwardly I might add.

I know he broke a couple of ribs filming Crime and Punishment, and wanted to keep going despite (or because of) the pain.

Roberts was good on Justified, very good.

You do know that Simm can act at more than one level, right? And that RTD pushed him to that manic, right? He'll be great.