I go lots of places, but I always want to take you along. Someday maybe we can get it together to take our show on the road, but only if you’re right there with me. Until then, take me with… Read more ›

If you wink back, you’ll never get rid of them! No, I think that is the Freddies… I like fireflies.  I used to catch them by the dozens so they’d light up the jar bright.  But I always let them… Read more ›

Sometimes I fall right over. For lots of reasons.  You’ve possibly witnessed them all. But no matter why it happens, my only hope is that the right bed with the right pillows is there to tuck me into some silliness… Read more ›

My mother once remarked to the January Fairy of her ability to go sleeveless in any weather. At the time, I didn’t have that ability.  But as I have become “a woman of a certain age,” it has become much… Read more ›

When we’re together you can run around wearing whatever you want. But you know as well as I do that we have always maintained that you should be in the nude for maximum listening enjoyment. It makes the stick shaking… Read more ›

That’s how it works all week. I leave you behind at the end of every episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank whether I want to or not.  And I think that you know that it’s a not. Then I… Read more ›

Everything that comes to my head to say for this post seems like too much, and you know that’s saying something. But in the spirit of my transparency of process, I will share with you, the listener, although not in my… Read more ›

As though you could get me to stop repeating…. Someone asked me a few days ago how I could be on the radio and sound so in command when I’m such an introvert. (We can debate any part of that… Read more ›

Why do I keep coming back? Is it the wattage you continually put in my cottage?  The potency of your pizzazz? It must be the collective charisma that draws me back each and every week so I can experience the… Read more ›

My fingers are always crossed right up until I’m on the air with you. The happy chance that it works for us every time can only be a run of luck.  The flukiness of it all plunges my mind. But… Read more ›

It’s always a good time when you swing by the show. The way you just sashay right into the Bubbles in the Think Tank Facebook Fan Group and start chatting it up.  The way you flounce those facts about every track we… Read more ›

I’ve never hidden my love of cheese from you. A slice of a good hard cheese gets me churning inside.  I’m so ready for a wedge of a fine frommage I just want to spread it on my wafer as… Read more ›

Someday?  Don’t I mean every single Saturday night? Of course I do.  Every week I show up at the stroke of 11pm eastern looking for you. And that’s when the fondling begins.  I try to feel you up to assess… Read more ›

Some people think this radio show is nothing more than seconds to shilly-shally.  You and I know they’re wrong. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t see it as my weekly opportunity to lounge about audibly…lingering on every sound…lollygagging as… 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 ›

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 ›

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 ›

Some of us Think Tank types have been known to stay up late on occasion. We all have our own ways of coping with the situation.  A late night chat, getting into the car for adventure, or by just trying… Read more ›

I’ve been described a lot of ways in my time on the air. Sweet.   Temptress.  A fucking scholar.  Pornographer. That list could actually go on and on. Instead I think you should listen to last night’s show and come to… Read more ›

Someone might imagine me boppity bopping in the studio during the show with a title like this. It is true that, these days, I do tend to do the show standing up. Standing gives me a chance to move my… Read more ›

I don’t always engage in the most healthy activities while I wait that long long time each week until I get to see you again. I do what I have to do not to find myself brooding over how long… Read more ›

You know I’m a real gone gal.  Sometimes more gone than others. But maybe you don’t know that I look different when I’m away.  Even when I get up in the morning on the road and take that first peek… Read more ›

I don’t take you for granted. I know that you could go elsewhere to get what most of what I give you. But yet you keep coming back to me. You can get it online.  You can get it via… Read more ›

Sometimes by the end of a full evening doing Bubbles in the Think Tank, I feel positively weak.  I’m spent from a night lingering over your silly needs. I do long to assure that all of your hopes are realized… Read more ›

Last night was one of those nights. One of those nights where there was just no way I was ever going to get enough of you. One of those nights where you kept begging me for more.  And I wanted… Read more ›