Tuesday, August 21, 2012

What year is this, the one we are in?

The Newcastle beer commercial interrupted a Gordon Ramsay kitchen rerun, it was on cable of a french restaurant housed in Scotland. The scallops on the revised simpler menu were looking delicious and golden brown, potentially worthy of aiming for a Michelin star one day.

I decide whether to get off the sofa during the break in programming and futz with house chores, but was pinned by a fifteen pound schnauzer. That's when the beer commercial came on. The beer was poured from a tap, with a backdrop of wood paneling and caramel-colored lighting, in a presumably social setting.

The beer glass was shaped kind of oval had a stem. The beer was settling in to just the right amount of head when I swear I heard the commercial narrator dude say, "Why are you showing only her hands?" to an off-camera reply of "Because she's not an attractive woman." I got up out of my chair. Beer ads can't hate on grandma. Nobody hates on grandma.

Beer ads are supposed to have a blond woman skiing in a half-shirt and no pants. Today we found out that a woman could go ahead and feel ostracized inside a formerly mens only golf club. Oh, and the entire GOP is against women's health and will vote so this November.

Hey you, get off of my uterus. What is the plural of uterus, anyway? Uterii? And are you hearing the single version: Uteronomy? Why don't we know the plural? I demand to live in a world where we universally understand the plural version of uterus. Just looked it up, it's uteri.

Bring it.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

now more than ever, we need Planned Parenthood

I am humbled and honored to have been asked to participate in a photo/video shoot for Planned Parenthood. My image and/or likeness and my story may appear as part of their fundraising efforts over the next bunch of months. As a longtime donor, I approve their message!