I know I ask you to do a lot of things with me.  Actually, I don’t even ask you to do half of what I fancy you doing with me.  After all, I spend most of my time absorbed in… Read more ›

Recently, there was a tank top sale on the facebooks.  Twelve tops for some ungodly low price. I couldn’t believe how many of you who yuk it up over at the Bubbles in the Think Tank chat group messaged me to say… Read more ›

You’ve heard about my beginning of the show ritual.  More accurately, you’ve probably just heard it. The show opens and I take to the mic to introduce the night’s program.  By rote, I say the same things to start every… Read more ›

Even at my worst, I know that shine is there in me somewhere. You see it when I start to beam at you at the beginning of each episode.  But with blazing speed, we’re so deep in that the dazzle… Read more ›

I like it when you chase me.  Why do you think I always let you catch me? You’ll do double-time to make it to me, so please take precautions. You scamper right up to me and together we take the… Read more ›

I’m always waiting. Luckily we always have something brewing.  And so it feels, at all times and with great anticipation, I eagerly await our next expected encounter. As it draws near, the excitement mounts.  When it is at hand, I… 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 ›

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 ›

By the time I’m done with the show every week, I am positively bubbling over. You’d think by that time of night I’d be worn out.  Instead I’m charged with enough amperage to drive full blast all night. All that… 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 ›

I’m not afraid to admit that I like it when you notice me. When you pick up on my presence, I get a little pick up of my own. I can tell you’re trying to make out exactly what’s in… 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 ›

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 ›

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 ›

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 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 ›

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 ›

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 ›