When I walk out of the studio every week, I look. Can I see any stars, even in the city?  Is it a full moon?  How fast are the clouds moving?  Could that be…? I used to drive to the… Read more ›

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 ›

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 ›

Who among us doesn’t appreciate a good snuggie? In this case, we’ll take the sonic snuggle of a guest appearance by Chandler Travis and Fred Boak, our Associate Producer and Valet (when Chandler’s not using him). In studio, I felt… Read more ›

We’ve spoken often of the ever embiggening staff of Bubbles in the Think Tank. I guess I’m just one of those gals who always needs a little more.  A little more excitement.  A little more attention.  A little more rest. … Read more ›

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 ›

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 ›

Many weeks, I feel like I have to really reach for the show.  Other weeks, the show reaches right out and grabs me. Sometimes it just takes me by the hand and guides me where I need to go, but… Read more ›

You were wishing for what was on your mind. I was dreaming about what was on mine. So much happened to choose from.  I don’t see any way that we couldn’t have connected somehow. Could it have been Fred our… Read more ›

Just how many times can I reference “You, the listener” anyway? You know I like to invoke you whenever I can. To utter your “name” arouses me to the fact you’re really there with me. To vocalize your presence reminds… Read more ›

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 ›

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 ›

Back in the oft-heard chair of the WMFO studios (hey, it’s freeform…the chair can do what it wants), I felt right at home as I settled in for a night of Bubbles in the Think Tank EAST style silliness. But… Read more ›

Each time I undertake another episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank, I’m searching for something. Sometimes I find it by the end of the episode, other times the next day.  Occasionally it takes years.  Good thing I’m not in… Read more ›

I’ve been thinking a lot about process lately.  Those who know me know that I frequently do, but that’s usually more about organizational process at work.  These days, it’s all about mine. Stunned to think that Belinda is thinking only… Read more ›

1.  Catching yourself humming “Florida” on the train loud enough that other passengers notice. 2.  Ending the answers to all questions with “Sir!” 3.  Sending Scopitone clips to your parents. 4.  Suggesting to Chandler Travis that he may be in… Read more ›

Thanks to the Valet for making me think about this.