If you want to hear what several Bud Lights and four-too-many vodka and cranberys do to me, head over to my latest co-hosting podcast on the Windy City Queercast.
I. Sound. Ridiculous. (Read as "Drunk")
We recorded this episode after I had listened to / judged 22 singers at the Windy City Gay Idol Semi-Finals, which is sponsored by Bud Light, so the beer was a-flowin'. Then, several vodkas were bought for me and that was all she wrote.
Listen to it. You can hear it in the podcast. I become Paula Abdul. The only difference is that I actually have talent.
I do, however, know all the words to "Cold Hearted Snake." Yes, even the queer-assed "Paula raps" section. Just sayin'...
This a picture of the 13 singers that made it into the Windy City Gay Idol Finals.
There isn't a picture of me from the way-too-much-alcohol evening.