I’ve never hidden my love of cheese from you. A slice of a good hard cheese gets me churning inside.  I’m so ready for a wedge of a fine frommage I just want to spread it on my wafer as… 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.  Instead I’m charged with enough amperage to drive full blast all night. All that… Read more ›

People ask me all the time why I’m not just in bed?  It’s like they can tell that’s where I want to be. But what good is being in bed when I could be with you instead? Then, by the… Read more ›

There’s always oh so many things happening when we get together. It’s an extravaganza of silliness, frequently fronted by my own monodrama (although not this week).  But the spectacle doesn’t end there. I want you to have the aural equivalent… Read more ›

ITWYCIT?* Sometimes all night long is the only way I want it. Yeah, an hour or two here and there is all we can have.  But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to prolong our times together, letting the minutes… Read more ›

Someday?  Don’t I mean every single Saturday night? Of course I do.  Every week I show up at the stroke of 11pm eastern looking for you. And that’s when the fondling begins.  I try to feel you up to assess… Read more ›

I’m not afraid to admit that I like it when you notice me. When you pick up on my presence, I get a little pick up of my own. I can tell you’re trying to make out exactly what’s in… Read more ›

Some people think this radio show is nothing more than seconds to shilly-shally.  You and I know they’re wrong. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t see it as my weekly opportunity to lounge about audibly…lingering on every sound…lollygagging as… Read more ›

Yeah…there are a few things that make me explode.  You’ve seen it happen any number of times. A good tune can touch off my tempest like you’ve never seen. A caress of comedy and I simply come apart in convulsions.… Read more ›

I marvel regularly at how close I feel to you on the radio.  I know it’s crazy…especially if you’re not even listening. But each word into the mic feels like contact.  My sentences stroke, my phrases flick. Each number I… Read more ›

Sometimes that smile is the most important part of our time together. We don’t always get to see it as close as we’d like to, but when we do…man o man…is it something else. But it’s always so good to… 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 ›

We really do get awfully close sometimes. Each week we come together to nose around for that place that’s no higher. You burn with curiosity as I seek the most sublime of silliness just for you, never knowing where it… Read more ›

The show makes me think of a lot of things.  I think it does that for all of us. But I always seem to come back to the same thoughts even after all this time.  Yet the show is never… Read more ›

We seem to get to the show hungry every week. I know I can’t even hardly wait for you to get settled in before I start spreading out that smorgasbord of silliness for you.  I put it all out on… Read more ›

We come back to the same spot time after time.  Yet it never gets old. We do the same things there.  Every time, they’re just as good. Sometimes you’ll introduce a little surprise…I love those times. It’s always one night… 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 ›

You’re always doing it.  Nudging me right along.  Even when I think I’m done, you make me know that if I just hang on another moment or two that it’ll be even better. You incite me to excitement, you stimulate… Read more ›

I don’t know why I’ve been thinking so much about spending time by a fire lately. So bright, so warm…I want to get so close and almost feel the flames on my skin. It gets so hot I have to… Read more ›

No matter how busy I am, I’ll always answer the door when you knock on it. Yes, I will duck other visitors, but they’re not you. I like the way you have of coming right up to the door, waiting… Read more ›

You know once I hear you, I can never turn you away. What are you doing?  When will you be there?  Can we start sooner?  Why can’t it be now? Just one more song.  Stay a few more minutes.  Try… Read more ›

We’ve spoken often of the ever embiggening staff of Bubbles in the Think Tank. I guess I’m just one of those gals who always needs a little more.  A little more excitement.  A little more attention.  A little more rest. … 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 ›