My memory of what exactly triggered me to go into a 10 minute Doctor Who ramble while outside of the Westin Hotel Providence is a little fuzzy. I think Tom's presence probably started this.
However, with that said, here you go, Nala in all his now-pudgy glory:
Now it is a little long (almost 10 minutes) and long-winded as well. Not to mention totally pointless.
If you don't want to have Series 3 of Doctor Who spoiled for you then don't watch it.
If you want to see me in my Jack Daniels-fueled retarded geekiness and don't give a shit about Doctor Who then by all means enjoy.
I so need to get my shit back together after today!