Thanks for the input and the kick in the pants.

I thought after everything else I'd been through in my 47 years, I wouldn't be afraid of anything anymore. Geez, I'm not afraid of public speaking or death, so why am I afraid my tongue will get tired and I'll sound like a mumbler? No one's going to shoot me because of it.

George Carlin was one of my absolute heroes. I loved the guy, since I live near Santa Monica, I will likely even attend his public farewell (and I do not attend funerals). Anyway, all the people who knew him said he was fearless when it came to his comedy. I'd like that to be the way people would think of me. I think that is truly high praise.

Thanks again for the input guys. I'll be contacting my neuro for a referral to the SP.