You’ve heard about my beginning of the show ritual.  More accurately, you’ve probably just heard it. The show opens and I take to the mic to introduce the night’s program.  By rote, I say the same things to start every… Read more ›

I see you looking. And I love it when you do. I don’t always feel like there’s a lot to see here, but then when I catch you peeking I know I’m wrong. One little glimpse from you makes me… 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 ›

I know how to relax. Sometimes I might forget to do it, but nothing gets me more ready than a night in the rain.  A little mist through a window landing right on me, the sounds of the drops hitting.… Read more ›

Thanks for voting for me every single week. I’m a dark horse, canvassing you until you’ve been completely covered in my handbills. A baby kisser from way back, I only want to nominate you to be my running mate.  You… 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 love it when I turn around and you’re right there. Ready. Ready with your retort.  Ready to circulate in the throng of Bubbles in the Think Tank Facebook Fans.  Ready to swivel to whatever silliness spins from my sensorium. And… Read more ›

How could I do anything other than sparkle when you’re around?   The way we frolic together would make anyone glisten. That glint when you’re watching makes me bubble up with the silliness that causes that twinkle. And after all… Read more ›

I’ve never hidden my love of cheese from you. A slice of a good hard cheese gets me churning inside.  I’m so ready for a wedge of a fine frommage I just want to spread it on my wafer as… Read more ›

Someday?  Don’t I mean every single Saturday night? Of course I do.  Every week I show up at the stroke of 11pm eastern looking for you. And that’s when the fondling begins.  I try to feel you up to assess… Read more ›

I’m not afraid to admit that I like it when you notice me. When you pick up on my presence, I get a little pick up of my own. I can tell you’re trying to make out exactly what’s in… Read more ›

Sometimes that smile is the most important part of our time together. We don’t always get to see it as close as we’d like to, but when we do…man o man…is it something else. But it’s always so good to… Read more ›

The show makes me think of a lot of things.  I think it does that for all of us. But I always seem to come back to the same thoughts even after all this time.  Yet the show is never… Read more ›

We come back to the same spot time after time.  Yet it never gets old. We do the same things there.  Every time, they’re just as good. Sometimes you’ll introduce a little surprise…I love those times. It’s always one night… Read more ›

I don’t know why I’ve been thinking so much about spending time by a fire lately. So bright, so warm…I want to get so close and almost feel the flames on my skin. It gets so hot I have to… Read more ›

No matter how busy I am, I’ll always answer the door when you knock on it. Yes, I will duck other visitors, but they’re not you. I like the way you have of coming right up to the door, waiting… Read more ›

Some nights, when we first get together, I just ain’t feelin’ right. But within seconds, I manage to adjust my attitude…and it seems like yours, too. It’s so easy when it happens even when I’m sure there can’t be any… Read more ›

I know…we can’t be together all of the time. But what if we were? Would we still get so excited about being together?  Would it still be as comfortable?  Would I still make you laugh?  Would I still make you… Read more ›

I like it when I get my first grab of you. You know the one.  That first moment when we get together and it’s like I can’t even wait to give you what you came there for. You aren’t even… Read more ›

We’ve had our fair share of cheese at Bubbles in the Think Tank over these many years. But that doesn’t mean we haven’t enjoyed every bit of it. Some times we’re a little salty like a feta, yet we crumble… 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 ›

I just go go go. You think to yourself that there is no way, no way, that she could keep on going. Yet somehow, I keep keeping on. But that’s usually because you’re there helping me. I get a little… Read more ›

Why do I want to spend hours and hours there? Why is it that I want you to be there the whole time? And when we’re there, I need to put all of my attention on you and I love… Read more ›