Addenda to above note to Amos: Plus I had recently decided I didn't need my antidepressants and stopped them--and announced it on the Mudcat (and Gargoyle, of all people, warned me that it was dangerous--he was right. I had a few weeks of intense crisis compounded by a return of my heart problem--I even had to skip a Dave and Pam Swan party in honor of Wyo Woman (I was going to accompany her "Hard Times Come Again No More"), stopped spending my Sunday Nights in the Starry Plough at the Irish session (I had done a song a week for a few months in the song sessions during band breaks). Finally, after getting on a new heart med and resuming the antidepressant, I started coming back to normal, but have been reluctant to do much more than occasional lurking at Mudcat.
I came back this time especially to announce my participation in the workshop in hopes of finally meeting Big Mick but he seems to have carted his oversized Irish self off to Soprano country.

Charles (older and wiser, and somewhat seed-depleted)