Yeah…there are a few things that make me explode.  You’ve seen it happen any number of times. A good tune can touch off my tempest like you’ve never seen. A caress of comedy and I simply come apart in convulsions.… Read more ›

I marvel regularly at how close I feel to you on the radio.  I know it’s crazy…especially if you’re not even listening. But each word into the mic feels like contact.  My sentences stroke, my phrases flick. Each number I… Read more ›

Sometimes that smile is the most important part of our time together. We don’t always get to see it as close as we’d like to, but when we do…man o man…is it something else. But it’s always so good to… Read more ›

I know I always call you that.  But I do it in so many different ways. Sometimes I bellow your babyness at you.  Other times I’m clamoring about your cuteness.  You know I think you’re a doll when you hear… Read more ›

We really do get awfully close sometimes. Each week we come together to nose around for that place that’s no higher. You burn with curiosity as I seek the most sublime of silliness just for you, never knowing where it… Read more ›

The show makes me think of a lot of things.  I think it does that for all of us. But I always seem to come back to the same thoughts even after all this time.  Yet the show is never… Read more ›

We seem to get to the show hungry every week. I know I can’t even hardly wait for you to get settled in before I start spreading out that smorgasbord of silliness for you.  I put it all out on… Read more ›

We come back to the same spot time after time.  Yet it never gets old. We do the same things there.  Every time, they’re just as good. Sometimes you’ll introduce a little surprise…I love those times. It’s always one night… Read more ›

How many times have I told you how much I want to cook for you? At least I get to heat up a few things for you every time we get together on the air. You simmer through the show… Read more ›

You’re always doing it.  Nudging me right along.  Even when I think I’m done, you make me know that if I just hang on another moment or two that it’ll be even better. You incite me to excitement, you stimulate… Read more ›

I don’t know why I’ve been thinking so much about spending time by a fire lately. So bright, so warm…I want to get so close and almost feel the flames on my skin. It gets so hot I have to… Read more ›

No matter how busy I am, I’ll always answer the door when you knock on it. Yes, I will duck other visitors, but they’re not you. I like the way you have of coming right up to the door, waiting… Read more ›

You know once I hear you, I can never turn you away. What are you doing?  When will you be there?  Can we start sooner?  Why can’t it be now? Just one more song.  Stay a few more minutes.  Try… Read more ›

We’ve spoken often of the ever embiggening staff of Bubbles in the Think Tank. I guess I’m just one of those gals who always needs a little more.  A little more excitement.  A little more attention.  A little more rest. … Read more ›

Some nights, when we first get together, I just ain’t feelin’ right. But within seconds, I manage to adjust my attitude…and it seems like yours, too. It’s so easy when it happens even when I’m sure there can’t be any… Read more ›

Now is the time in our radio hostess – listener relationship when it seems like nothing could ever be better than it is right now. When I play music that puts you in a groove, it’s as though we’ve found… Read more ›

There is really only one place for me to be. I tend to arrive a little early so I can settle down.  I like to get things ready and get a little comfortable. Then you show up.  That’s when I… Read more ›

Sometimes I just gotta relax. I get so worked up thinking about being with you every time it’s about to happen that I really need to get horizontal.  I need every little kink worked out, every knot kneaded.  I need… Read more ›

I know…we go through this every week. I talk about how I lay myself bare for you at the show. I wax on about how good you are to me for being there. But you know I wouldn’t keep telling… Read more ›

Who’s doing what for who? Sure, I come to you whenever I can so I might wrap you up in the softest sheets of sonic silliness I can find.  I make sounds of all sorts that you seem to love… Read more ›

I know…we can’t be together all of the time. But what if we were? Would we still get so excited about being together?  Would it still be as comfortable?  Would I still make you laugh?  Would I still make you… Read more ›

…that Belinda was in rare form…that is, she rarely disappears from doing a Bubbles in the Think Tank, but this night, that was the case. However, the show must go on, and Chuck U. took up the challenge to fill… Read more ›

Oh, the rhythm. I know you hear it.  You listen so closely. Sometimes I notice that you even turn off all other distractions so you can hear each beat as it comes. I love to hear it, too.  And I… Read more ›

It was a dark stormy night.  Just the way I like them. The rain on the windows, the thunder in the distance, and you right there with me. I really don’t know what could make it any better. Oh yeah…more… Read more ›

If you could have only seen what happened. I try to tell you.  I try to describe every last detail, to make sure you can hear every sound, to imagine every single move. Sometimes you’re just too far away, sometimes… Read more ›