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Paul McGann's Eighth Doctor returns in Version Control, my Doctor Who pitch. Part 1 of 9: why he is the only choice.

Someone put the zombie out of his misery! Herman Munster, you slice.

A perfect stream. Hotel lighting. Mirrors everywhere. A genuinely transcendent moment. Then Russia gets its instructions. Short, and absolutely worth your time.

Phil Taylor's tungsten kept the lizard people at bay for decades. Rob Cross beat him 7-2. Eric Bristow is dead. Draw your own conclusions about recent events.

It's too late so kiss your arse goodbye mate. That's the title. There's a video. Mental Ramblings offers no further comment.

Something is coming. The bright lights beckon. Part of the Mental Ramblings archive — short-form, unclassifiable, and probably best read with low expectations.