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Sons of Anarchy, my new BFFs
Hooray for television, for this divine mechanism has introduced me to my latest group of favorite people: the characters of Sons of Anarchy. Every. Single. One of them.
For those living under a rock or in some third-world, non-English speaking country, or both (much like myself), Sons of Anarchy is a TV series on FX about the life and culture of a gun-running motorcycle club. Think of it as a highly-tattooed, stoned and leathered-up version of The Sopranos based in California's Central Valley, and thus, much more awesome.
I'd just overdosed on food channel programs when I heard about the show through a friend. The first season on DVD was a gamble of a gift for my Valentine. And while I found the pilot ever-so slightly forced, the character-driven show had me hooked almost immediately.
Ron Perlman, of Hellboy fame, and Katey Sagal (think: Helen on Lost and Peg on Married with Children) play the patriarch and matriarch of the multi-state gang based in the adorably fictional town of Charming (Oakdale or Escalon… only smaller).
If you find yourself missing your Mad Men and Breaking Bad buddies, hit Netflix up and fill your queue with the first TWO seasons, available on DVD.
It’s a crazy enjoyable ride.