If you had a fax, and it was still the early 2000s, then you might be able to reach us.

I’m out in the Midget II to pick up some fax rolls with the shiba riding shotgun, and the garakei doesn’t get reception in the touge. I don’t know if or when I’d be able to get back to you.

Instead, how about some slow sips of your preferred variety of canned coffee as you slip in a fresh gumstick, press play on your portable, and let the waves of disappointment from the ‘coffee-flavoured beverage’ ebb and flow within you ….