We’ve been watching Sons of Anarchy. After the Sopranos and Deadwood and Six Feet Under, the Bear and I thought there was no more room on broadcast TV for good TV because there was no real swearing and no real nudity and no real violence and… well, none of the good stuff you watch TV for.

Then come the Sons. Broadcast originally on FX, we picked up Season 1 on video for the Bear’s birthday last week. After two episodes of that, I want to put on sleeveless leather over my daisy maes and tank top and hit the road on two wheels.

Best thing about the Sons of Anarchy: Charlie Hunnam. From freakin’ Newcastle! Can you believe it? That smile is all cutie blue eyes. When he smiles. Because being a Son is downright serious.

Best best thing about the Sons: Katey Sagal. Holy cow! Why didn’t they cast her in Chicago Code instead of Jennifer Beals?

Just for the record, that’s what 56 years old looks like. That woman is a wonder. So is the show. Don’t miss it if you get it. If you don’t get it, find a copy on video. Totally worth it.

Warning to those with families: Not safe for family viewing or for the squeamish. Without giving anything away, the Sons have a thing about doing bad things to corpses.