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Take the word of a bird with an ear

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Hey, bird! I say things.  You listen.  At least that’s how it seems to go. I try to say what I mean in the way most pleasing to you.  Sometimes it feels like too much.  But at the same time, Read more ›

All I can say is if I were a gate I’d be swinging

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I’m always swinging.  Whether you know it or not. Even during the RadiObituaries. And this RadiObituary RetrOspective should be enough to make you understand why.

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 ›

The rain arrives, the thunder is wild and the wind is high

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I know.  It’s not the right picture. But sometimes I have to let perfect go in some places go so I can get it in others. Like nights where that rain arrives.  And it’s coming through the window onto a bed 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 ›

So, wrap me up return to sender

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Thanks yet again to our favorite Not Belinda, Chuck U. I go running about and he’s there for us, making sure you get the silliness you require, even in my absence. But I have to say, that I always appreciate Read more ›

Morning may come without warning

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I don’t remember the last time that morning didn’t show up too soon. And that’s not necessarily like me.  Morning is great.  Awake but still sleepy.  Aware but still dreamy.  And, if things are as I want, the perfect chance Read more ›

You’re not runnin’ around in your underpants are you?

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When we’re together you can run around wearing whatever you want. But you know as well as I do that we have always maintained that you should be in the nude for maximum listening enjoyment. It makes the stick shaking Read more ›

The B’s Knees 2013 – Down and dirty, all for you

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I’m not old enough to remember it, but the B’s Knees have been around since around 1800.  Although in the beginning they were considered insignificant (and really, who among us did not have insignificant knees when we started), they have Read more ›

Everyone has places that they prefer to be

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If I can’t be where I want to be, I’m going to think about being there.  A lot. It’s what I do all week long while I’m waiting to be with you the next time.  I plan.  I scheme.  I Read more ›

Let it rain, let it pour, ’cause I think he knows just what it’s rainin’ for!

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There’s no doubt about this kind of thing when it comes to me. You’ve read way too many of my ramblings over the years about me and rain and thunder and all that. Yet somehow these days I love it Read more ›

In fact, i got this hug that’s been building up

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That’s how it works all week. I leave you behind at the end of every episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank whether I want to or not.  And I think that you know that it’s a not. Then I Read more ›

You stay up later when everything’s outside

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You keep me up later than I would be otherwise. I stay up thinking about what I’m going to do for you next, waiting for you to tell me what you want and hoping it’s something I can give you. Read more ›

My bedroom wall’s been scaled of late

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My bedroom walls have always been scaled…it’s merely a matter of who’s doing the scaling. Sometimes it’s me trying to get to the room I’d rather be in. Occasionally it’s someone else…probably just trying to save me the time and Read more ›

When lights are few you know what to do

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It seems like we’re almost always together after dark. I may do the occasional daytime show, but by and large I wait until the sun goes down.  I like to work blue, after all. But I don’t like the bright Read more ›

‘Cause I’m crazy for low-cut tops

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Recently, there was a tank top sale on the facebooks.  Twelve tops for some ungodly low price. I couldn’t believe how many of you who yuk it up over at the Bubbles in the Think Tank chat group messaged me to say 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 ›

And the moon is a horny old drunkard

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And what moon wouldn’t be a horny drunkard by the end of an episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank? We give you a bawdy brand of silliness.  You imbibe your beverage of choice, be it a Befrenda, any of an Read more ›

Why don’t you leave it on repeat all day?

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As though you could get me to stop repeating…. Someone asked me a few days ago how I could be on the radio and sound so in command when I’m such an introvert. (We can debate any part of that 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 ›

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’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 ›

Poised to sproing

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The second we get together, I want to sproing right at you. I take the time to make sure that we’ve got the perfect beginning, just the way you like it, every single time. But it can’t stop there.  It’s Read more ›

It’s the time of year when all good dreams come true

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I almost got so lost in my dream that this post was near blank. No lyrics for a title. No turns of phrase. No thinking hard about what goes here. No, just the pure goodness of Belinda and the January Read more ›

Mamma may scold me ’cause she’s told me it is naughty

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To this day, I still get scolded quite regularly. I guess that’s because I can’t help but be naughty. At every turn, I’m lectured for my nastiness, castigated for my wickedness and even chastised for my scandalous ways. Are my Read more ›

Give me all you got ‘til I scream I’ve had enough

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Do you really think I ever get enough? How many years has it been?  How many times have we been together? And somehow it never gets old.  Doing the same things, playing Bubbles in the Think Tank Favorites and Classics, reciting the Read more ›

I know I like the touch that makes you glow

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Remarkably it works every time. The show starts and within seconds we’ve made the connection and somehow manage to maintain contact no matter how long we go. Each flick of a switch seems sets you aflame, every nudge brings you Read more ›

To be a girl they notice takes more than a fancy dress

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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 ›