Sometimes I talk more than others. But I always have something to say.  And I’ll do my best to make sure you hear it. Maybe I’ll even repeat myself. It still happens in an all RadiObituary episode, like this… Read more ›

You bought me a junior once.  We were stunned that they’d only let me have 4 ingredients. I’m way too greedy and needy for that.  So you made them just keep piling on and on and on. Then I ate… Read more ›

I get ideas. Then I like to push them as far as I can. We both usually benefit from my scheming…rarely does it go wrong. But it always gives us the chance we need to be together, to experience as… Read more ›

You all know by now that I love a good storm.  Almost any kind of storm. And a storm once the weather cools…well, you know that a fire is in order. Luckily I carry my own with me where ever… Read more ›

What’s the point of the show anyway? Why would I ever want to get together with you and not have you feel like you’re all wrapped up in the silkiness of the silliness? How could I hold on to you… 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 ›

It’s always a good time when you swing by the show. The way you just sashay right into the Bubbles in the Think Tank Facebook Fan Group and start chatting it up.  The way you flounce those facts about every track we… 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 ›

We really should get away more often. We need time to cover the ground that needs complete coverage.  Time to circle around the flowing waters before taking that deep plunge into them.  I want to see the soaring silliness from… Read more ›

I know I always call you that.  But I do it in so many different ways. Sometimes I bellow your babyness at you.  Other times I’m clamoring about your cuteness.  You know I think you’re a doll when you hear… 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 ›

There is really only one place for me to be. I tend to arrive a little early so I can settle down.  I like to get things ready and get a little comfortable. Then you show up.  That’s when I… Read more ›

Someone might imagine me boppity bopping in the studio during the show with a title like this. It is true that, these days, I do tend to do the show standing up. Standing gives me a chance to move my… 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 ›

Sometimes it feels like someone else is in control of the show. That’s odd since I feel like I have more control over Bubbles in the Think Tank than over any other part of my life.  I take pieces of… Read more ›

Do you ever feel like you’ve filled up on the silliness at Bubbles in the Think Tank? Do you ever think you should call or email or go to our Facebook Fan Page and tell us to let off a… Read more ›

When I play the silliness that I know you’re gonna like, I feel like I’m putting it out there for you so you’ll think about it all week even when you’re not listening to me. I want to get in… Read more ›

When you see me at the stereo, you know I’m likely there thinking about you. That’s when I’m thinking through the show, searching for the perfect piece that you just have to hear. The piece that will tell you everything… Read more ›

Fools flock to Bubbles in the Think Tank. And by flock I mean that they show up to program a radio show for you every Saturday night. I know, that sounds like a harsh self-assessment.  So I decided that I… Read more ›

The show gets me all carried away sometimes. I get caught up in the moment, in the chance to be as close as I can be without being anywhere near. I can be in the car with you, in the… Read more ›

Doing the show is sometimes a lot like walking through a dream.  There’s a concurrent feeling of being totally out of control and a sense of great power.  I don’t know what’s going to pop up next, but I’m sure… Read more ›

It’s been said that every episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank has a personality all its own.  But we rarely acknowledge the physicality of the show. The space, the temperature, even the furniture, changes the show in some way.… Read more ›

I love dogs. The cuter the better, but they’re all pretty dang cute to me. I like them with beards.  I like to see their eyebrows in profile.  And when they roll around wanting a belly rub, well, that’s just… Read more ›

Oh, I could have been in trouble last night.  But I saved myself, and, hopefully, you in the process. You won’t want to miss this archive of Bubbles in the Think Tank EAST.  Needing a soothing salve for my voiceless… Read more ›

You know llamas are right up there with the monkeys and the chickens in the Bubbles in the Think Tank oeuvre.  Heck, you should have seen me this week fighting back the laughing tears at the new statement of anger: … Read more ›

Wait…who’s she talking about?  When’s she talking about? Thanks to all for the good times in the Beatle Detritus show.  Not only can you listen to the archive of the show below, but you can also catch the archive of… Read more ›