Deep in January and we find ourselves at Central Blends. That expression never really made any sense to the KlatschMeister. We found ourselves? What, were we missing and we were looking for ourselves and we turned up there? Accidentally? Looks like someone might've slipped something into El Klatscho's java. Sleepy. I'm feeling very sleepy. Happy. But sleeeeeepy. When El Klatscho arrived Lawrence was having a chin-wag with Garry Kerr, the guy on the right. He used to work up at the Tech, like us, and was down at Central Blends havin' a cuppa with a pal o' his. Nice to see you, Garry!