My old mate JK, creator of my best-beloved 12 Square Metres bar, has been intermittently threatening to return from Oz for a while. I learn that he's now finally doing so - just as I've left. Boo!
I hope he'll still be around for my own return (putatively in August or September), but... the way things have been going in The Jing recently, I wouldn't bet on him to make it that far without another meltdown.
Welcome back, old friend. I hope you'll have a good time, and find the place less crazy-making than before. We'll meet again some day, somewhere.