Well, here we are again, civil readers. It’s the weekend and all you really want to do is get drunk. I don’t blame you. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that my weekend is full of booze. This past week has been kind of an ulcer wrapped in a tension headache with just a touch of panic attack. But whatever. We’ve all had those weeks. So now it’s time to cut loose and forget for two days what has been plaguing us for the last five. So pop a top and kick back. I don’t even care if you’re reading this while you’re still at work. It’s casual Friday, after all. And what’s more casual than a beer with those jeans that they let you wear today?
Here’s your Friday Night in the Big Town.
I, along with every other woman in this country, have been personally attacked by the GOP. In some ridiculous attempt to prove that they will not stand for abortion, the house Republicans, along with 10 Democrats have voted to cut funding for Planned Parenthood.
But here’s where it gets really dumb. With the passage of the Hyde amendment and the Stupak-Pitts amendment, there is no federal funding for abortion already. So why would these politicians decide that they wanted to stop federal funding to Planned Parenthood? I don’t know what these politicians were going for, unless they were literally trying to guarantee that uninsured women went into debt for simple check ups. Either give the people healthcare or give them access to affordable services.
Planned Parenthood provides these affordable services to women, children and yes, even men. Without federal funding, it’s hard to imagine that uninsured people would be able to attain such common and absolutely necessary services such as breast exams and pap smears. I, myself, have used their services and I don’t know what I would’ve done without them. In fact, I can’t think of many women who haven’t used a Planned Parenthood at sometime in their lives.
If you’re as pissed off about this as I am, good. You should be. Show your representatives that you won’t take this bullshit sitting down. Stop politicians from denying access to incredibly important healthcare.
I’m off my soapbox now. I promise for the rest of this post I will be the same charmingly irrelevant Marisa you’ve grown to love. And my mom doesn’t like it when I get too political. It’s not polite.
Patrick covered this event pretty well earlier in the week, so I won’t dwell too much on which of these auctionees has weird hair or looks like a douche bag or who the douche bags that refer to themselves as “entrepreneurs” are. What I will say is that this does benefit the Make-A-Wish Foundation, and who doesn’t want to go on a date for a good cause?
On a sidenote, this all goes down at Skyy Bar in Bricktown. I’ve never been there, primarily because I’m not a Bricktown fan and the only times I go to Bricktown are when I have to attend a bachelorette or birthday party. Bricktown is just too damn expensive. I’m a Norman girl, and college town beer is the best beer of all because I can have like, 20, and still only spend about $20. But, if it’s going to a good cause, bust out your wallet, amigos.
Clearly it’s no surprise that I’m a fan of Red City Radio. Any time they play in the state I try to mention it. I saw them two weeks ago in Tulsa and I’m crazy excited to see them at the Conservatory on Saturday. If you haven’t heard their new record, you are in the minority. There are oodles of reviews swirling around the internet, and they are all very good. And from my humble personal review of the record, let me just say that it’s so much fun to listen to and it makes me want to jump around or drive around with the windows down and the stereo up.
I’m such a big fan of Red City Radio that I’m going to try to see if Garrett will give me singing lessons. I’ve been gargling broken glass and drinking nothing but whiskey so I can get that raspy quality to my voice. If he says no, well, I’m still drinking the whiskey. If you happen to come to the show, come say hi to me. And by that I mean buy me a drink. I like whiskey.
That’s it for now, civil readers. It’s time for a beverage. It may or may not be 5 o’clock somewhere. I don’t really care. I don’t hold myself to outdated practices like not drinking before noon.
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