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 ›
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 know how to relax. Sometimes I might forget to do it, but nothing gets me more ready than a night in the rain. A little mist through a window landing right on me, the sounds of the drops hitting.… Read more ›
I’m always waiting. Luckily we always have something brewing. And so it feels, at all times and with great anticipation, I eagerly await our next expected encounter. As it draws near, the excitement mounts. When it is at hand, I… Read more ›
We’ve talked about my touchy-feely ways here before. But just because I know I do it doesn’t mean I’m going to stop. And you never ask me to. I keep on reaching over and you never seem to swat me… Read more ›
Bubbles in the Think Tank EAST December 27, 2011 [ 2:03:28 ] Play Now | Play in Popup | Download (220)
My fingers stay so busy during the show. I type. I poke. I make air quotes. I prod. I point. I let my fingers do the walking. I count. I cross. I burn my fingers. But what’s my favorite thing… Read more ›
You are so open. Open to whatever it is I put out there for you. You want to learn all about what I like and just how I like it. It’s not always the same, but you catch on fast. … Read more ›
Do punk songs on the radio instantly conjure standard visions of safety pins, Union Jacks, denim and combat boots? Or do you think hardcore and think of young adults in their plain t-shirts, sporting short hair and wearing the sensible… Read more ›
I’ve owed this one to Mr. X aka Derek for nearly a year now. He was so excited about me playing Dave Edmunds that he wanted a copy. We’ll chalk this one up to better late than never. Not an… Read more ›
