Saturday I snuck away up to a sakery in Berkeley for a surprise party for Patrick's. Which turned out to be amazingly successful. The look on Patrick's face was one of abject shock, confusion, disbelief and of having been hit with a frying pan. Mo did a fantastic job of organizing it all on the sly over the course of a couple of months, and much amusement and merriment was had by all. Oh, and great sake!
(And having been the recipient once of an equally successful surprise party I can totally relate to the frying pan look!)
Alas, the following is not a surprise: ExxonMobil has spent over the past few years around 16 million in a tobacco-company style FUD campaign, giving it to various front groups and the scientists who are members of about 9 to 12 of these groups at the same time. Their aim is delay and stagnation, under the guise of 'sound science.' As I said, not a surprise.
Bloodstone continued apace on Sunday, the party making their way through the heart of the Duregar's realm. Also did some studying, some Kung Fu/Tai Chi, and other weekendy stuff. Much niftyness at work this week that I now return to attend to!