So many people in the Bubbles in the Think Tank universe in this all obit episode…you need to hear it. http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/east/2022/20220709_2300-bubbles-in-the-think-tank.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download

Hey, bird! I say things.  You listen.  At least that’s how it seems to go. I try to say what I mean in the way most pleasing to you.  Sometimes it feels like too much.  But at the same time,… Read more ›

I’ll make this quick and let you get straight to the archive! Playlist http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/east/2015/04252015.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download

Check out the new record about records for Record Store Day from Bubbles in the Think Tank! It all started in 2012 when we decided to make a record about records for Record Store Day. Listeners past and present came… 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 ›

  The silliness is titillating. The listeners are charming. The show, downright bewitching. Let this archive ravish you and let us know how it goes. Playlist http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/east/2014/12132014.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download

Oh, I wouldn’t say that I *never* miss. But I do what I can to get as close as possible. I really do try to put my all into the show.  I want to make sure you get all you… Read more ›

It’s not like we’re trying to hide anything at Bubbles in the Think Tank. That’s the last thing we’re trying to do.  But somehow sometimes it still seems like our little secret. People don’t know.  They don’t understand.  Until they do.… Read more ›

I really don’t know how else to describe it. I get to the show with you and I get a little turned around, a little light headed… I feel like I’m going to fall right over. At least I know… Read more ›

I really love packing.  It almost always means great things. I’ve gotten really good at it.  Whether it’s just one night or for a week, I probably always pack too much, but I’d hate to be unprepared for whatever my… Read more ›

Lately as I’m starting Bubbles in the Think Tank as Mike from Classic Rock Mine is leaving the studio, I ask him to turn out the lights as he goes.   No, not all the way.  I still like to see what’s right… Read more ›

It’s all part of the exposure that comes along with doing Bubbles in the Think Tank. You know how it goes…I put it all out there for you to see.  You know you probably shouldn’t stare, but you do anyway. But… Read more ›

You bought me a junior once.  We were stunned that they’d only let me have 4 ingredients. I’m way too greedy and needy for that.  So you made them just keep piling on and on and on. Then I ate… 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 ›

I know.  It’s not the right picture. But sometimes I have to let perfect go in some places go so I can get it in others. Like nights where that rain arrives.  And it’s coming through the window onto a bed… Read more ›

I’ve taken to turning the lights down in the studio like I used to. Way way back in the moist cavernous bosom of the majestic Alms Hotel, I would even pack in my own lights so I wouldn’t have to… Read more ›

Thanks yet again to our favorite Not Belinda, Chuck U. I go running about and he’s there for us, making sure you get the silliness you require, even in my absence. But I have to say, that I always appreciate… Read more ›

As Fred Boak, our Associate Producer and Valet (when Chandler is not using him), said, “We have to go with this title just because it’s Freddy.” And so it was.  The Harem, all together, all staring at each other for… Read more ›

I’m looking for you all the time. Hoping you’ll just pop up wherever I am.  Online.  At a show.  Walking around aimlessly the way that I do. But no matter what, you’ll aways pop into my mind when I’m letting… Read more ›

I don’t remember the last time that morning didn’t show up too soon. And that’s not necessarily like me.  Morning is great.  Awake but still sleepy.  Aware but still dreamy.  And, if things are as I want, the perfect chance… Read more ›

Yes. My knees shake and get weak and quiver and click and straighten and bend and kneel and and and… But it’s all to get to you. Maybe you should soothe them with silliness rather than making me do it… Read more ›

It’s true that I get a little confused sometimes. I keep going around in circles with no idea how to get myself back in line. But then we get together and everything levels out and the silliness flows. Then I… 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 ›

I try to make you shake your stick every week. I know I do in my own way whenever we get together. That is just one of the millions of reasons I dig being with you. Hopefully this archive will… Read more ›

I’m like a lake sometimes. I limpid pool of love.  I grow damp in the studio just as much from the heat as knowing that you’re listening. I like to splash around in the silliness until all of you around… Read more ›

I’ve been getting a lot of comments lately about the way I whisper and sigh on the air. But I’m sure you can imagine how good it makes me feel to know that you notice.  It’s just my breathy way… Read more ›