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 ›

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 ›

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 ›

How many times have I told you how much I want to cook for you? At least I get to heat up a few things for you every time we get together on the air. You simmer through the show… Read more ›

Who’s doing what for who? Sure, I come to you whenever I can so I might wrap you up in the softest sheets of sonic silliness I can find.  I make sounds of all sorts that you seem to love… 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 ›