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 ›
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? Â 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 ›
Sometimes the show is as snuggly as bed to me. You’re there, after all. But it comforts me like being under the covers. Sometimes I manage to slip right in and you don’t even notice when it happens. It lets… Read more ›
