Of the utmost importance tonight is this: SL, who knows that I've been stressed out of late, ended our phone conversation with the following statement: "now go play your guitar." Now that's a statement I have no issue with at all. One thing that I forgot to mention in last night's post: in talking with the new guy at work, the topic of songwriting came up, as did the fact that I've got a home studio. I got to mention the hard rock band, and I played him a couple of cuts from the stuff we've recorded. At that point, another co-worker stopped back and asked "ooh, who's that?" "That's my band," I said. "Seriously?" she said. "Yes," was my response, and she walked away impressed. The new guy asked if I had anything on my ipod with me singing. I had a couple of things, including an old acoustic version of one of the solo songs J. and I had worked on before we started focusing in on band stuff. He lik...