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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 ›

Making the nighttime a fool

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Who’s making who the fool? I love the nighttime.  I want to be awake for more of it.  Or at least aware of the best parts of it. Things get quieter.  The dark feels cozy.  I’m more attentive.  At least Read more ›

When I get through talkin’, can’t remember a thing I said!

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I don’t feel like I ever get to say enough to you. So when I get the chance, I really try to pack in the yak. I find our chatter especially pleasurable, whether it’s on air or over at the Bubbles 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 ›

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 ›

Well, I hollered “Oh baby!”

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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 ›

Makes a bee think of honey

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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 ›

I got a stove in the kitchen, cooks real brown

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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 make me feel so good when the moon is shinin’ bright

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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 ›

A little hug becomes huge instantly

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I like it when I get my first grab of you. You know the one.  That first moment when we get together and it’s like I can’t even wait to give you what you came there for. You aren’t even Read more ›

I’d like to talk when I can show you my affection

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You know how much I travel for work.  But the whole time I’m gone, I’m just thinking about what I’m going to say to you next. I say things to you in so many different ways.  Sometimes I speak directly Read more ›

I never met someone who can do all those things you do

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I thought I had it all figured out. I’d been doing this show for years and years.  Then you started listening. And even though it doesn’t sound like that should change anything, it changed everything. New sounds  sounded right to 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 ›

No-one gets much sleeping done

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Some of us Think Tank types have been known to stay up late on occasion. We all have our own ways of coping with the situation.  A late night chat, getting into the car for adventure, or by just trying Read more ›

Then you rave, you even crave

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After being with you every week, I just can’t seem to keep it to myself how much I enjoyed it. I try really hard not to keep gushing it at you over at the Bubbles in the Think Tank Facebook Read more ›

If you want me to, I can hang ’round with you

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You know I always want to be with you. But I don’t want to make myself a nuisance…always in your way, demanding time you just don’t have for me, desiring all of your attention. No, I only want to be Read more ›

I look at my reflection kinda likin’ what I see

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You know I’m a real gone gal.  Sometimes more gone than others. But maybe you don’t know that I look different when I’m away.  Even when I get up in the morning on the road and take that first peek Read more ›

Her light was off and that’s bad

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I never like to turn my light off when I know you’ll be looking for me. But sometimes a dark room is the only kind that will work for me. I certainly don’t like to hide my light under a Read more ›

When we’re alone here just me and you

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I like spending time alone with you at Bubbles in the Think Tank. Yes, I know we’re not really alone, but it feels like it. It gives me a chance to be right inside of you (I know you’re still Read more ›

I call it “it” because I don’t want to tell you now what it exactly is

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I never like to tell what I’m going to do on a show before I do it. I think it started because I so frequently have no idea what I’m going to do.  But even in this day of the Read more ›

So how can I get tired of you?

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Sometimes by the end of a full evening doing Bubbles in the Think Tank, I feel positively weak.  I’m spent from a night lingering over your silly needs. I do long to assure that all of your hopes are realized Read more ›

You should see what i’m seein’

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I didn’t even include “seeing stuff you never see” on my list of what I like about trains in this train-packed episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank. Through the windows, it’s all the backs of buildings and industrial decay Read more ›

See how you got me spinning?

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I’m spinning right now.  And I like it. And when I get to spinning, I reach out for you to steady me. Or is it to spin me faster? I always was one for a turntable that played 78s.

I touched it, it felt good

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I’m talking about the radio equipment!  What did you think I was talking about anyway??? But I am a touchy-feely kind of gal.  At museums, I have to keep my hands behind my back to keep myself from touching sculpture.  Read more ›

I hear the crash of music and a thousand guitars

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Alright, maybe not a thousand guitars. But a couple of times I had the monitor volume loud enough in the studio to think that it was. It was a wild ride through our 2009 top 10 cds.  It was also Read more ›

If you want me I’ll be swinging with the monkeys

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I feel like I’ve been in heavy rotation of late.  Perhaps it is having been in high demand, or just the spinning of the head.  I’d have to slow down to find out.  That’s hard to do when you’re being Read more ›

But one thing i don’t understand

Ok, maybe a few more things than one… How Arrested Development was ever cancelled. Why Jodie Foster makes such dark movies. Where’s my jetpack? Spontaneous Human Combustion. How I ever got so lucky as to have Bubbles in the Think Read more ›