Doctor's orders

In following up with my doctor entry from the other day, LL sent me two links that are very useful in summarizing various screening test frequencies as they relate to your age. That first link was the most useful, but this one is good too.

On a completely unrelated note, Wednesday night at dinner, before Billy Elliot, there was quite a humorous event. Towards the end of our meal, two women came in and were directed to sit at a table near us. We had a party of six and were probably the biggest table in the place. The women looked at their table, paused and asked to be seated elsewhere. Fine, maybe we were being loud or something (I have been accused of that from time to time). So the host took them to another table. Not good enough. Another table. No. How about the bar? They walk over to the bar. No. They come back and go all the way to the corner table in the back. What the hell is wrong with these two?? Then a busboy comes out with a ladder, sets it up, climbs up it and alters the direction of a light pointing at the table so that it instead points away from the table. Let me set a visual for you here: every table has one light directed at the center of the table from overhead. That's how they light the place and it's perfectly fine and even interesting. At the bar it's the same thing, periodic direct lights from overhead (not as nice at the bar as it is at the tables). But seriously, how effed up do you have to be to get someone to pull out a ladder to alter the light at a pretty upscale restaurant in downtown Chicago? We were howling at them for being so ridiculous, which probably didn't help matters too much. I told the host on the way out that he did a good job dealing with them and all he could do was roll his eyes.

Bears game this Sunday and I'm jacked up already!! First tailgate of the new season and I have to get working on the menu. Should be fun!!