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 ›

When I walk out of the studio every week, I look. Can I see any stars, even in the city?  Is it a full moon?  How fast are the clouds moving?  Could that be…? I used to drive to the… Read more ›

I dream a lot. Sometimes it’s a simple dream.  A bubble above my head, a preoccupation with what we do together. Other times, it’s an all out fantasy of everything sensational and silly, a trance that transports me and seems… Read more ›

Fools flock to Bubbles in the Think Tank. And by flock I mean that they show up to program a radio show for you every Saturday night. I know, that sounds like a harsh self-assessment.  So I decided that I… Read more ›

I’ve been thinking a lot about process lately.  Those who know me know that I frequently do, but that’s usually more about organizational process at work.  These days, it’s all about mine. Stunned to think that Belinda is thinking only… Read more ›

When I was still hosting the home show, Bubbles in the Think Tank ORIGINAL, I played the cards close to the vest. No last name, no job references, no lots of things. And you say to yourself, “Didn’t she tell… Read more ›

Gosh, I didn’t even think to play “Eric the Half a Bee.” Whenever I do a theme, a tribute set, or, these days, a RadiObituary, I spend the next weeks thinking of what I coulda/woulda/shoulda played.  It’s a great way… Read more ›

Eight years ago, we called this the innogination at Bubbles in the Think Tank. But this doesn’t feel anything like that. I’m posting this special Bubbles in the Rock Mine episode whist watching the inaugural festivities on C-Span. I started… Read more ›