You ain’t seen such shaking hips

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It’s not that you haven’t been looking. Sometimes they’re right there in front of you.  Sometimes they’re hiding under the covers. But they’re never far away.  Usually, they’re moving around in the studio while you’re busy facebooking through the show. Read more ›

It’s never dark when she’s around

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Well, it may be dark, but I try to lighten up everything around us. I like it darker than light.  But lighter than dark. I want to be able to see without being distracted. I want to never have to Read more ›

You get me in a spin

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I really don’t know how else to describe it. I get to the show with you and I get a little turned around, a little light headed… I feel like I’m going to fall right over. At least I know Read more ›

‘Cause I got love packed in my baggage

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I really love packing.  It almost always means great things. I’ve gotten really good at it.  Whether it’s just one night or for a week, I probably always pack too much, but I’d hate to be unprepared for whatever my Read more ›

Turn out the light

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Lately as I’m starting Bubbles in the Think Tank as Mike from Classic Rock Mine is leaving the studio, I ask him to turn out the lights as he goes.   No, not all the way.  I still like to see what’s right Read more ›

Your slacks are low and your hips are showin’

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It’s all part of the exposure that comes along with doing Bubbles in the Think Tank. You know how it goes…I put it all out there for you to see.  You know you probably shouldn’t stare, but you do anyway. But Read more ›

You could buy me a burrito

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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 ›

Do you know what’s groovy

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I only know what’s groovy because I listen to you. Once I figure out what one of you likes, I figure you can’t be the only one so it must be good. I’m sure you’ll tell me if I’m wrong. Read more ›

It has straps instead of sleeves

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My mother once remarked to the January Fairy of her ability to go sleeveless in any weather. At the time, I didn’t have that ability.  But as I have become “a woman of a certain age,” it has become much Read more ›

Now we’re all alone with the lights on down low

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I’ve taken to turning the lights down in the studio like I used to. Way way back in the moist cavernous bosom of the majestic Alms Hotel, I would even pack in my own lights so I wouldn’t have to Read more ›

And I’ve got wild knees for you

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Yes. My knees shake and get weak and quiver and click and straighten and bend and kneel and and and… But it’s all to get to you. Maybe you should soothe them with silliness rather than making me do it Read more ›

Say, where’s my other sock?

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One of my most favorite things I do in my life these days is ‘sock duty.’ It’s something that I can’t even explain here (or probably anywhere), but it’s one of those things that I never want to miss, one Read more ›

I like my potatoes and I like ‘em fried!

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You know how I like a good tuber. I like them loaded.  I like them naked.  I like them hot.  I like them cold.  I like them raw. Crispy, salty, creamy, lumpy.  Even a few days old. I like to Read more ›

Making waves across my time

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It’s like a wave that comes over me sometimes. I just think about the show and I get this feeling in my chest, a little week in the knees, a bit flush in the cheeks. You’d think it was a Read more ›

Til these hours that we share, disappear in the morning air

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Those hours we get to share are some of the best hours I have.  If they weren’t so perfect, I wouldn’t feel like there are never enough of them.  And I probably wouldn’t need to keep coming back for more Read more ›

Just to walk with you along the Milky Way

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We see each other at night so much. But we’ve never been anywhere that we can see the Milky Way together.  That’s where we ought to go next. A place so dark that no one else knows we’re there.  A Read more ›

C’mon honey, do you hear what I’m doing now?

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You listen so close.  You want to hear it all.  It’s all so musical. Even when it’s not me…and it’s Sweet Joe Silver, Churlman of the Board, NYC Office! Joe made it to the WMFO studios for the second in Read more ›

Used to spend my evenings all alone

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Actually, I guess I spend more of my evenings alone now than ever before. But when I don’t, do I make it count. I like to get as much time with you as possible and shut out all of those Read more ›

I’m gonna hoot and howl like a lovesick owl

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I didn’t know what to call it until this post title was chosen. I can’t hear myself no matter how hard I try to listen. Sometimes I don’t even know I’m making any sound, I’m just so wrapped up in Read more ›

Sopping, sopping, there’s no stopping now

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  I like to soak you in silliness whenever I get the chance. But it’s not just you.  I find myself awash with the witticisms that I find for you. I’m immersed in it all, drenched by the overflow of what Read more ›

But don’t you try talking when you’re ringing my bell

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I can barely talk when it’s happening sometimes. I might manage to get a little squeak out but ,if I somehow manage more, there’s no guarantee I’ll get out what I want to say, the way I want to say Read more ›

It controls my clothes

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You’ve heard about my beginning of the show ritual.  More accurately, you’ve probably just heard it. The show opens and I take to the mic to introduce the night’s program.  By rote, I say the same things to start every Read more ›

If you want to see the sights, jump right in

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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 ›

Gotta light the oven, gonna cook a dish of lovin’

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You know it’s all about the love at Bubbles in the Think Tank, and what better way to show that love than to cook up a heapin’ helpin’ of silliness? That’s just what Belinda & I did in this show. Read more ›

I said-a find it, find it, darling, love it if you like it, yeah-eh – The B’s Knees 2012

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I have to keep my knees in shape to support all of the love I have for the music we play at Bubbles in the Think Tank. I don’t fall in love easy, but, when I do, it’s in a Read more ›

I’m ignoring our expiration date

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I can’t even imagine an expiration to these times. Sure, sometimes it’s curtains for us but only so no one can see. When I talk about my last breath, it’s usually about catching it after a particularly fine romp through Read more ›

Cross my fingers, uncross the others

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My fingers are always crossed right up until I’m on the air with you. The happy chance that it works for us every time can only be a run of luck.  The flukiness of it all plunges my mind. But Read more ›

I wanna go on a huggin’ binge

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I like huggin’. Nothing beats getting all bundled up in the battiness every week with you.  There will be some cuddling just we can have the all important “kuh” sound, but we’ll also have some frottage in our cottage. I’ll Read more ›