I know what you like. And this show has all of it. So don’t hold back.  Listen to it all and twice.   Playlist http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/east/2015/09132015.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | Download

  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

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 ›

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 ›

I don’t feel like I ever get to say enough to you. So when I get the chance, I really try to pack in the yak. I find our chatter especially pleasurable, whether it’s on air or over at the Bubbles… Read more ›

Actually, I guess I spend more of my evenings alone now than ever before. But when I don’t, do I make it count. I like to get as much time with you as possible and shut out all of those… Read more ›

As though you could get me to stop repeating…. Someone asked me a few days ago how I could be on the radio and sound so in command when I’m such an introvert. (We can debate any part of that… Read more ›

Why do I keep coming back? Is it the wattage you continually put in my cottage?  The potency of your pizzazz? It must be the collective charisma that draws me back each and every week so I can experience the… Read more ›

I know what that means, and I love it. You get up and close the blinds and that’s when I know you’ve got no higher priority than paying attention to me. No one else needs to see you behind the… 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 ›

Do you really think I ever get enough? How many years has it been?  How many times have we been together? And somehow it never gets old.  Doing the same things, playing Bubbles in the Think Tank Favorites and Classics, reciting the… Read more ›

It’s always just us.  And that’s how we seem to like it. Even with everyone else there, too, it still feels like it’s just you and me. I appear unescorted as I search for any discrete opportunity to remind you… 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 ›

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 ›

Oh, the rhythm. I know you hear it.  You listen so closely. Sometimes I notice that you even turn off all other distractions so you can hear each beat as it comes. I love to hear it, too.  And I… Read more ›

You know how much I travel for work.  But the whole time I’m gone, I’m just thinking about what I’m going to say to you next. I say things to you in so many different ways.  Sometimes I speak directly… Read more ›

Sometimes I am just so ready for something that I get a little light headed when it finally happens. I know it’s going to happen.  I do everything I can to prepare, to know how to start and how I… Read more ›