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 ›

  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

No.  There is nothing you can do. Don’t even think about trying. She loves a swing.  She loves to swing.  She loves the swinging. Why would you want to take any of that away? Especially when she’s giving you this… 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 ›

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 ›

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 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 ›

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 ›

One of my most favorite things I do in my life these days is ‘sock duty.’ It’s something that I can’t even explain here (or probably anywhere), but it’s one of those things that I never want to miss, one… Read more ›

And that’s just what Chuck U aka Not Belinda tells you every time I leave. He takes even better care of you than the WMFO Freeform Automatron. So enjoy the archive of his latest excursion into the land of silliness.… 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 guess there are really only a handful of things we do together. Sure, I’d love to do more and more often, but sadly there always seems to be some limit to us.  Not that either of us want any… Read more ›

It really doesn’t matter what we do or where we’re at.  You always seem to be able to use your powers to get me to do your bidding. At least that’s how it seems sometimes when I’m doing the show.… Read more ›

Ok…I know you’re probably tired of me talking about how much I like it when we’re together.  But it’s true! And I keep telling you how much better everything is when we’re together.  I mean, yeah, I could do it… Read more ›

What’s the point of the show anyway? Why would I ever want to get together with you and not have you feel like you’re all wrapped up in the silkiness of the silliness? How could I hold on to you… Read more ›

During our time together, I don’t like for it to be too bright.  I don’t want it to be totally dark though.  I mean, after all, I need to see what I’m doing. How else am I going to hit… 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 ›

We see each other at night so much. But we’ve never been anywhere that we can see the Milky Way together.  That’s where we ought to go next. A place so dark that no one else knows we’re there.  A… Read more ›

You keep me up later than I would be otherwise. I stay up thinking about what I’m going to do for you next, waiting for you to tell me what you want and hoping it’s something I can give you.… Read more ›

I lay in the bed at night, in the dark, you’re probably sleeping peacefully, and I think. I think about how much I love to bring to you all the silliness that you seem to need every night we get… Read more ›

My bedroom walls have always been scaled…it’s merely a matter of who’s doing the scaling. Sometimes it’s me trying to get to the room I’d rather be in. Occasionally it’s someone else…probably just trying to save me the time and… Read more ›

It seems like we’re almost always together after dark. I may do the occasional daytime show, but by and large I wait until the sun goes down.  I like to work blue, after all. But I don’t like the bright… Read more ›