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 go lots of places, but I always want to take you along. Someday maybe we can get it together to take our show on the road, but only if you’re right there with me. Until then, take me with… Read more ›

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 ›

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 ›

There’s no doubt about this kind of thing when it comes to me. You’ve read way too many of my ramblings over the years about me and rain and thunder and all that. Yet somehow these days I love it… Read more ›

My fingers are always crossed right up until I’m on the air with you. The happy chance that it works for us every time can only be a run of luck.  The flukiness of it all plunges my mind. But… Read more ›

I like huggin’. Nothing beats getting all bundled up in the battiness every week with you.  There will be some cuddling just we can have the all important “kuh” sound, but we’ll also have some frottage in our cottage. I’ll… 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 ›

There’s always oh so many things happening when we get together. It’s an extravaganza of silliness, frequently fronted by my own monodrama (although not this week).  But the spectacle doesn’t end there. I want you to have the aural equivalent… 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 ›

We really do get awfully close sometimes. Each week we come together to nose around for that place that’s no higher. You burn with curiosity as I seek the most sublime of silliness just for you, never knowing where it… 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 ›

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 ›