I can’t believe how good you are to me. You always seem to know what I need and when I need it the most.  A little nudge here, a small boost there. And as soon as it’s over, it feels… Read more ›

When I like somebody, one of my first inclinations is to offer to cook for them. On those rare occasions when my offer is accepted, without even thinking about it, I tend to make some dough. Pizza crusts, calzones, empanadas. … 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 ›

Sometimes even the most uncomfortable chair can be the most cozy as long as you’re in it with me. We’ve certainly been in some challenging spots together on the show.  Places where I didn’t think we’d ever be able to… Read more ›

My fingers stay so busy during the show. I type.  I poke.  I make air quotes. I prod.  I point.  I let my fingers do the walking. I count.  I cross.  I burn my fingers. But what’s my favorite thing… Read more ›

You’ve done it for me again.  Another successful community radio fund drive thanks to all the love from you, the listener. I hope I tell you often enough how much I love being with you on the show.  Oh, I… Read more ›

I never like to tell what I’m going to do on a show before I do it. I think it started because I so frequently have no idea what I’m going to do.  But even in this day of the… Read more ›

It seems like hardly a minute goes by during the week that I don’t find myself thinking about you. What am I going to do for you next? How much longer is it until I get to do it? What… 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 ›

Sometimes it feels like someone else is in control of the show. That’s odd since I feel like I have more control over Bubbles in the Think Tank than over any other part of my life.  I take pieces of… Read more ›

Many weeks, I feel like I have to really reach for the show.  Other weeks, the show reaches right out and grabs me. Sometimes it just takes me by the hand and guides me where I need to go, but… Read more ›

I treasure every minute of Bubbles in the Think Tank.  Oh, there may have been some moments over these 25 years I’d like to forget, but not forgetting them is half the fun. Before every show starts, it’s like it’s… Read more ›

Sometimes you just know when it’s right. Even when you think it should be all wrong. Nothing about the ingredients seem on the surface to be the correct choice.  Or a good match.  Or a sensible selection. Yet, somehow, the… Read more ›

I can be demanding at times.  I insist on having what I think it is I want, because it just sounds so good.  Yet what I get in reality is oft times better. Other times, I haven’t a clue.  That’s… Read more ›

Doing the show is sometimes a lot like walking through a dream.  There’s a concurrent feeling of being totally out of control and a sense of great power.  I don’t know what’s going to pop up next, but I’m sure… Read more ›

Sometimes I dally. I like to take the long way to get where I want to go. I take until the last moment to figure out what I want to know. Rarely is it not right in front of me,… Read more ›

They really do go together, don’t they? This was what I like to call a show. Not every show is a show, but this, indeed, was. It was inspired.  It took teamwork.  It was referential. Birthdays were celebrated.  Shout outs… Read more ›

I love dogs. The cuter the better, but they’re all pretty dang cute to me. I like them with beards.  I like to see their eyebrows in profile.  And when they roll around wanting a belly rub, well, that’s just… Read more ›

Setting out to write these posts to go along with show archives sometimes has me feeling like you already know everything I’ve got to say.  If that’s the case, then why don’t you fill me in? Yet another in the… Read more ›

Where would Bubbles in the Think Tank be without independent record stores? I think back to my earliest purchases and how they set me up for where I’ve ended up.  The second album I ever bought was Lenny & Squiggy… Read more ›

Things sure have changed over the years at Bubbles in the Think Tank.  Just think, not only were we 25 years younger when we started hanging around with this lot, but we had no idea about email and the internet. … Read more ›

Two bucket-centric posts in a row from Belinda.  At least I’ve got the stash ‘o’ pix.  But now for the “actual” content of today’s post. I’ve taken to choosing the titles of the posts for this site by looking at… Read more ›

Getting ready for last night’s show had me looking to the past.  I must’ve listened to a portion of 15 cassettes of Unsanitary Outhouse from the 1986-89 era.  Strangely, most of them did not have Bill Brinkmoeller on them.  Why… Read more ›

Slowly regaining balance and achieving equilibrium, awaiting the departure of… oh, it doesn’t matter. Just try to enjoy this special Halloween episode and I’ll be back with more silliness soon enough. http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/east/10312009.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download

Some nights you gotta quit while you’re ahead. I could have gone on, but chose instead to pack it up and go home a mere 20 minutes or so past our scheduled end time.  Oh, there was momentum that I… Read more ›