I know you all do it when you’re listening to me. You pop.  You pour.  You stir. I have a feeling you even shake it on occasion. You bring it right up to your lips and you take it in.… Read more ›

When I was a kid, I was totally into putting on shows.  I never so much wanted to be in the front, I was more the impresario type. I’d convince teachers to let me put together a play.  I organized… Read more ›

I lay in the bed at night, in the dark, you’re probably sleeping peacefully, and I think. I think about how much I love to bring to you all the silliness that you seem to need every night we get… Read more ›

I don’t always engage in the most healthy activities while I wait that long long time each week until I get to see you again. I do what I have to do not to find myself brooding over how long… 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 ›