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 ›

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 ›

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 ›

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 ›

It doesn’t matter what we do. It doesn’t matter where we do it.  Even though comfort is nice. It doesn’t matter if I don’t say a word.  Even though I know you always want to hear me. It doesn’t matter… Read more ›