The title dates me substantially; there was a kind of bubble bath that was marketed as a woman's portal to a realm of luxurious pleasure. I need a type of cleansing bubble that operates exclusively on the mind.
Oh boy, oh boy! Eric keeps bringing cool people into the studio. Join Kiko and I as we learn the new version of Car Wars tomorrow afternoon. Here's the thingy with all the stuff:
Tune in tomorrow from 3-5pm PT for a special #sponsored look at Car Wars Sixth Edition! @SJGames will be dropping by to show off all the latest automobile carnage, live on https://t.co/A9BCAQYM4H! pic.twitter.com/BQwHvtT6WV— Penny Arcade (@PA_Megacorp) June 27, 2022
By Episode 5, Obi-Wan had figured itself out - which meant it was in position to deliver a finale taut with savory juices. I was already in - even before the last few minutes, the two rapid-fire scenes at the end.
I knew Kara before I knew Mike; we knew each other from Choir. I always gravitated naturally toward Altos; they're natural allies. She grew up what I would describe as "very" Mormon, in the same way I grew up "very" Evangelical, but for whatever reason (perhaps the deleterious effects of an older brother) they didn't have exactly the same edicts about secular music. She was denied caffeinated soda, and I was denied Journey. Music is still something we talk about, decades later.