May blooms have come late but easy this year due to the surfeit of rain. One of C's friend's just returned from Afghanistan as he has a book contract to write about extraordinary rendition and contract prisons in Afghanistan. He was busy interviewing mullahs and warlords while suffering the world's worst diarreah. He also like me has to go back to work on Tuesday.

D, another high school friend of ours is in Dharamsala teaching video editing to Tibetan monks. I was gulping down his thoughtful blog instead of working on my polar bear story. I'm in a plotline pickle for the orcas attacking the polar bear riding the grey whales. Should someone lose an eye for a flipper or a paw.