Jennifer Beals stars in The Chicago Code Best lady cop ever. Hitting the streets to look for her now

Last night, I had a dream I stole a candy bar (though IRL it’d be a Luna Bar - and I’d pay my 99 cents for it, but whateves).

Anyway, it was no big deal because I was then pulled over by Jennifer Beals, and Lil’ Wayne’s “Mrs.Officer” started to play, and I was all “wee ooh, wee ooh, wee.”  Then, instead of a giving me a ticket, she gave me an invite to her art gallery opening (hey, L Word cross-over!) and winked and walked backed to her squad car - slowly - in a really hot power suit (+ bulletproof vest).

So you know, psyched on The Chicago Code! Feb. 7th needs to hurry up!  

Similar Sense - Mitten

Similar Sense

by Mitten
album See You Bye

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We are totally smitten for Mitten, a new queer indie electro-pop duo from the BK. This is a song they so graciously shared with us off their debut EP, See You Bye. Check it out, get psyched it’s Friday and start the dance party … right now! 

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Theophilus London has been putting out some majorly hot jamz lately - but this one just got hotter with Sara Quin.

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chubbyjones:

I love a good ginger - but the ginger I love the most is the one sneering at Jennifer Love-Hewitt as though she’s about to grab the nearest meat cleaver and smash her face in. My girlfriend has been obsessed with watching Ghost Whisperer as of late - and because of this, I am semi-forced to watch it as well. I only say semi because obviously I could go into the other room and, oh, I don’t know, read a book or something, but I just don’t. I guess the deal is, she gets to watch Ghost Whisperer and I get to drink as much alcohol as it takes to get through five episodes in a row. Before I went to sleep last night, I actually thought about this very picture - and my incessant watching of GH eventhough I can’t stand it. I’ve decided there needs to be a drinking game to go along with the show just so I have another excuse to watch it (besides JLH’s amazing boobs - because that is absolutely the best part of the show and they are outrageously nice chichis). The reason this game will be so great is because whether you love her or can’t stand her, this game is for you (I do it for the drinkers). Are you ready? I sure am!Take 1 sip every time Melinda wears a VERY revealing top which shows off her bodacious boobiesTake 2 sips every time Melinda wears a top that is not just revealing but utterly inappropriate. Here she is talking to children who have had near-death experiences.Take 1 sip for every time a “friendly” ghost basically tries to kill MelindaTake 1 sip for every time Melinda finds everything she needs with one simple search on the internetTake 2 sips every time Delia mentions she still doesn’t believe in the paranormal (even if she has seen some crazy shit, been electrocuted, watched things fly across the room)Take 1 sip every time Melinda makes THIS faceTake 1 sip and punch yourself in the fucking face every time Melinda tells someone, “I know this is going to sound strange, but I have a gift.” Take 3 sips every time Melinda cries (by this time you should be totally hammered so maybe put it on pause and go back out to the liquor store)Take 2 sips when you get to the later seasons and Delia’s son Ned dates every new girl to move to town who has a ghost attached to her, regardless of the fact that he hangs out at an antique store, is studying paranormal activity, doesn’t get his hair cut and his name is fucking NED.Finish the rest of your glass and kick your television set every time Melinda fails to tell the living folk what the dead folk actually want her to say. And there you have it my friends. By the end of an episode you might have alcohol poisoning but at least it made it all worth watching no?

Not to be tooting my own horn but I had to reblog this so others will play along with me.

chubbyjones:

I love a good ginger - but the ginger I love the most is the one sneering at Jennifer Love-Hewitt as though she’s about to grab the nearest meat cleaver and smash her face in.

My girlfriend has been obsessed with watching Ghost Whisperer as of late - and because of this, I am semi-forced to watch it as well. I only say semi because obviously I could go into the other room and, oh, I don’t know, read a book or something, but I just don’t. I guess the deal is, she gets to watch Ghost Whisperer and I get to drink as much alcohol as it takes to get through five episodes in a row.

Before I went to sleep last night, I actually thought about this very picture - and my incessant watching of GH eventhough I can’t stand it. I’ve decided there needs to be a drinking game to go along with the show just so I have another excuse to watch it (besides JLH’s amazing boobs - because that is absolutely the best part of the show and they are outrageously nice chichis). The reason this game will be so great is because whether you love her or can’t stand her, this game is for you (I do it for the drinkers). Are you ready? I sure am!

Take 1 sip every time Melinda wears a VERY revealing top which shows off her bodacious boobies

Take 2 sips every time Melinda wears a top that is not just revealing but utterly inappropriate.

Here she is talking to children who have had near-death experiences.
Take 1 sip for every time a “friendly” ghost basically tries to kill Melinda

Take 1 sip for every time Melinda finds everything she needs with one simple search on the internet

Take 2 sips every time Delia mentions she still doesn’t believe in the paranormal (even if she has seen some crazy shit, been electrocuted, watched things fly across the room)

Take 1 sip every time Melinda makes THIS face

Take 1 sip and punch yourself in the fucking face every time Melinda tells someone, “I know this is going to sound strange, but I have a gift.”
Take 3 sips every time Melinda cries (by this time you should be totally hammered so maybe put it on pause and go back out to the liquor store)

Take 2 sips when you get to the later seasons and Delia’s son Ned dates every new girl to move to town who has a ghost attached to her, regardless of the fact that he hangs out at an antique store, is studying paranormal activity, doesn’t get his hair cut and his name is fucking NED.

Finish the rest of your glass and kick your television set every time Melinda fails to tell the living folk what the dead folk actually want her to say.

And there you have it my friends. By the end of an episode you might have alcohol poisoning but at least it made it all worth watching no?

Not to be tooting my own horn but I had to reblog this so others will play along with me.

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News that makes our queer hearts sing with joy: Thao Nguyen (of Thao With the Get Down Stay Down) and her gf, Mirah are releasing an album as Thao & Mirah, due out in April.We’re psyched because the music, of course, will be amazing. But also, can you think of a more adorable lesbian musical duo - that are not twins? 

News that makes our queer hearts sing with joy: Thao Nguyen (of Thao With the Get Down Stay Down) and her gf, Mirah are releasing an album as Thao & Mirah, due out in April.
We’re psyched because the music, of course, will be amazing. But also, can you think of a more adorable lesbian musical duo - that are not twins? 

Football and Dykes

So, this weekend I was at home cheering on my Chicago Bears while wearing a pink Jay Cutler football jersey (it was $10 at Jewel, there was no way I was passing that kind of deal up) and drinking Miller Lite (of course) while yelling at my television. I am a recent convert to football-watching. When I was little, my Dad and I would watch the Bears on Sunday afternoons - but my big takeaway from that was more that it was quality time with my Daddy and I loved it when he wore jeans and a sweatshirt (usually with an unfortunate white turtleneck underneath). That might be where my love of jeans and sweatshirts came from actually - but I’ll save that for another post.

In any case, the reason I bring all of this up is because I only decided this year that I was going to get into football - and really only for an excuse to drink alcohol and eat carbohydrates without judgement. But I not only got into it, I was calling fucking plays! I knew what the refs were going to call before it was announced and somehow managed to figure out their sign language without asking anyone for help.

So my question is - is football something that is just in our blood or was it something that snuck in with each sip of Miller Lite?