When ever I start to feel depressed, resentful, frustrated and lethally misunderstood, I put on the CD of this mix that you mailed me and start doing chores. By the time the dish water's hot, my foot is tapping. By the time the lyrics say, "The revolution starts . . . now!" I've got my priorities lined up again. The personal is political: I'm the change I've been waiting for. Thanks, Paul. Really, thanks. I'm a tough grader, though. Don't count your stars. LOL :)