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 ›
You keep me up later than I would be otherwise. I stay up thinking about what I’m going to do for you next, waiting for you to tell me what you want and hoping it’s something I can give you.… Read more ›
I know I ask you to do a lot of things with me. Â Actually, I don’t even ask you to do half of what I fancy you doing with me. Â After all, I spend most of my time absorbed in… 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. Â Instead I’m charged with enough amperage to drive full blast all night. All that… 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 ›
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 ›
I can’t believe how good you are to me. You always seem to know what I need and when I need it the most. A little nudge here, a small boost there. And as soon as it’s over, it feels… Read more ›
Well, she’s not been setting alight the grail-shaped beacon but she has been a little slow on the upload. So it’s another 10 hour catch up post. Don’t worry, it’s not as perilous as it sounds. 🙂 http://bubblesinthethinktank.com/nati/2011/Cincy-03212011.mp3Podcast: Play in… Read more ›
I don’t take you for granted. I know that you could go elsewhere to get what most of what I give you. But yet you keep coming back to me. You can get it online. You can get it via… 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 ›
It seems like hardly a minute goes by during the week that I don’t find myself thinking about you. What am I going to do for you next? How much longer is it until I get to do it? What… 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 ›
