Lively Up Yourself

I have spent the past four days buried in the narco-dental machine. Some highlights:

First, doctors, dentists, and surgeons have very peculiar, and differing, opinions about what drugs work, and what drugs do not work. Second, when nerves are removed in a root canal, there are sometimes smaller, hidden "micro-nerves". (Surprise!) Third, the people who work at my pharmacy are a great bunch of folks. And finally, there's a talking purple chinchilla sitting on my monitor, who may work for GlaxoSmithKline.

When I haven't been waiting around in small, fluorescently-lit rooms, I have spent my convalescence watching insane amounts of TV. I've become absorbed by both the remake of the classic sci-fi 70s opera "Battlestar Galactica" and Fox's "24", which weaves together all of the moral conundrums of terrorism into a throat-gripping story.

Not that I have time for TV now. I have many things to catch up on - more in later posts. Meanwhile, how about the news that Bob Marley is being exhumed and reburied in Ethiopia?