In a followup to the Dr. visit about my thyroid levels, I had a bone density scan last Friday. The guy who checked me in at Kaiser said he thought I'd been there before, and he was right—I'd had a mammogram there in October. Funny that I didn't remember him, because he kind of sounded like Dr. Zoidberg, from Futurama. ;)
Thanks to urging from many on my f-list, HalfshellHusband and I started watching S1 of Sons of Anarchy. I suspect the show would be less popular if Jax weren't such a hunk and so conflicted about the group's more violent leanings. Because otherwise, it would just be a show about a sociopathic motorcycle gang. I really like Katey Sagal in this (she's scary), and I'm always happy to see Jay Karnes get work, even as a wacko. Nitpick: the show's set in California, so for the love of god, WHY hasn't someone cracked down on that East Coast pronunciation of Nevada? Nobody out West says that! It's appalling.
Oh, and since I'm up late, let me rant about Flashpoint which is on the Ion network again. At this time of night, I'm ready for reruns of Criminal Minds or Burn Notice or Psych or 30 Rock. But Flashpoint is a show about nothing, full of people dressed in black riot gear and talking on headsets and carrying big guns. Half the actors look like the same person. How is this show even on, let alone being repeated in syndication? Gah!
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