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 never like to tell what I’m going to do on a show before I do it. I think it started because I so frequently have no idea what I’m going to do. But even in this day of the… 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 ›
This is where it might get confusing. There was a gun show. There was a knife show. There was cable and software failure. And so both shows are sadly non-archive-able. So we will mosey straight to the heavy artillery, the… Read more ›
You can’t believe what I’m saying? Well, neither can I. But you’re my confidant, even if I don’t really tell you anything. I tell you everything by telling you that thing of naught. Yet you are the repository of all… Read more ›
I didn’t even include “seeing stuff you never see” on my list of what I like about trains in this train-packed episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank. Through the windows, it’s all the backs of buildings and industrial decay… Read more ›
