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I dim the lights down very low, here we go

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During our time together, I don’t like for it to be too bright.  I don’t want it to be totally dark though.  I mean, after all, I need to see what I’m doing. How else am I going to hit Read more ›

Someday, I’m gonna pet you

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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 wouldn’t even let you think of leaving

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There is really only one place for me to be. I tend to arrive a little early so I can settle down.  I like to get things ready and get a little comfortable. Then you show up.  That’s when I Read more ›

I’m gonna burn your bongos tonight

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Oh, the rhythm. I know you hear it.  You listen so closely. Sometimes I notice that you even turn off all other distractions so you can hear each beat as it comes. I love to hear it, too.  And I Read more ›

Someday, maybe, your biscuits in my homemade gravy

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When I like somebody, one of my first inclinations is to offer to cook for them. On those rare occasions when my offer is accepted, without even thinking about it, I tend to make some dough. Pizza crusts, calzones, empanadas.  Read more ›

So I boppity bop the whole night long to the knocked out music of a jukebox song

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Someone might imagine me boppity bopping in the studio during the show with a title like this. It is true that, these days, I do tend to do the show standing up. Standing gives me a chance to move my Read more ›

Well let’s work up an appetite

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I get really really hungry sometimes. And, when I do, I get a little crazy.  All I can think about is devouring what isn’t in front of me.  I try to figure out how to get it and get it Read more ›

I can’t wait until we get together

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I don’t always engage in the most healthy activities while I wait that long long time each week until I get to see you again. I do what I have to do not to find myself brooding over how long Read more ›

And some, like me, could use a whole lot more

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Last night was one of those nights. One of those nights where there was just no way I was ever going to get enough of you. One of those nights where you kept begging me for more.  And I wanted Read more ›

When stockings have been filled it keeps the ladies thrilled

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Do you ever feel like you’ve filled up on the silliness at Bubbles in the Think Tank? Do you ever think you should call or email or go to our Facebook Fan Page and tell us to let off a Read more ›

Every night I like the way you beg for more

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Even after 4 whole hours of radio, you still want me. The time swooshes by like hours are mere minutes even though we somehow manage to do things we’ve never done before. I can’t say no when I’m asked to Read more ›

She’s the real thing but you knew it all along

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I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know before you even start listening to any episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank. Luckily for me, you still want to hear me say it anyway. Luckily for you, I just Read more ›

And that was exactly like my dream

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Doing the show is sometimes a lot like walking through a dream.  There’s a concurrent feeling of being totally out of control and a sense of great power.  I don’t know what’s going to pop up next, but I’m sure Read more ›

For a chick who fills each cup until she falls out

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Ruth Wallis has a way of diverting any episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank. It’s no secret what I fan I am of the bawdy broads of the 50s and 60s, when all you needed was somebody playing the Read more ›

Freedom is the handle on the bucket of your soul

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Two bucket-centric posts in a row from Belinda.  At least I’ve got the stash ‘o’ pix.  But now for the “actual” content of today’s post. I’ve taken to choosing the titles of the posts for this site by looking at Read more ›

I heard you on Satan’s wireless

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Last night took us down one of our favorite paths at Bubbles in the Think Tank East.  The one that examines the love/hate relationship we have with media and its regulation. We love it when it keeps us connected, lets Read more ›

Programmed to a multiple response ratio, it’s a wow, it’s a gas…

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Some nights you gotta quit while you’re ahead. I could have gone on, but chose instead to pack it up and go home a mere 20 minutes or so past our scheduled end time.  Oh, there was momentum that I Read more ›

You’re just talking about words

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I’ve been quizzed a few times over the years about why I will occasionally play material that is clearly not funny on Bubbles in the Think Tank.  I usually just fall back on the standard “it’s not a comedy show, Read more ›