For me, living this experience regularly, it’s that I don’t want to eat it, but fat-lizard-brain grabs the wheel and I’m just along for the ride.

I love that the tail hanging down sort of looks like it’s his testicles and the base of the shaft that needs to be censored but the tip is just fine

Not a programmer, but I can definitely attest that TV Medicine is wildly inaccurate. From CPR (method, success rate, reason for initiating) to the usefulness of various imaging modalities; it’s like watching a gardener plant a whole watermelon and growing a sky-high beanstalk the following morning.

A really fun intersection of both of these was the episode of Bones I saw once when visiting my dad, where some corpse had a microscopic code etched in its femur that then hijacked/hacked the CT machine computer when scanned.