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 me rest my head as if on a perfect pile of pillows. It surrounds me with listeners who spoon my silliness the same way the cats spoon me at night. If I get too hot, I can kick the covers off.
And, just like when the alarm sounds in the morning, I don’t want to let it end.
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Fun show! Sure glad you have this archive.. Thanks for the tunes, the laughs, and the education.. Obits very good, as usual…