Sympathy for the......

I guess I'll have to curtail my denigration of the Seattle Symphony for awhile.
Mr. Schwarz broke his leg skiing.

Being down, I kick him not.

Not that I'd expect the same courtesy from those kind of people.

Better than us they are.

A pity that "better" doesn't include honorable, truthful, courageous, thrifty, obedient, loyal, imaginative or reverent.

All qualities I posses in abundance.
Being of low station, I am exalted.
Also, I don't go around breaking my leg just to try to weasel out of some well deserved criticism.

Anyway, heal, Gerry, heal soon and give my regards and seasons greetings to you and all your loved ones (ifyouhavany)

Whoops, I forgot to capitalize Ifyouhavany, Dmitry Ifyouhavany that is.
Dmitry is a brilliant composer, talents almost rivaling my own, (if you can imagine such a thing) yet he remains obscure, so obscure that even Butch wont be able to research with any luck.

Well Keth just left for work. He has an unusual schedule, being a computer programmer, he can set his own hours.
Meredith is at work too and I have the place to myself for the day.
Usually he and Meredith manage to be home long enough to prevent me from making any
noise.
Now I can use the speakers instead of the 'phones. I can bang around on the piano.
Play my bassoon if I want.

I'll be back later in the day.