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International news is horrible, always. I like to make jokes, so I don’t cover it as often as I should. The travel advisories and embassy closings issued by the government a couple weeks ago have lapsed, presumably because terrorists can’t quickly adjust their schedules.
Despite all this international turmoil, the NSA continues to waste its time creepily looking inward, spying on imagined threats from within the United States.
I’m back from Old England and home in New England. I had a wonderful time thanks to everyone who recommended things we should do. With your help, I was able to drink my weight in cask ales and eat enough meat pies to sop it all up.
We had a blast hanging with Nick, James, and Rob in Camden and Shoreditch. And my ass was literally blasted by the curry on Brick Lane.
And an extra special thanks to Phill Jupitus and the entire Jupitus clan for their seaside hospitality. Their local chippy puts every restaurant on the Cape to shame. I urge all of my fellow Americans to petition BBC America to show some Never Mind the Buzzcocks and QI instead of its endless Top Gear marathons.
Not sure when or how, but I’ll return. A comic convention or King Ralph-type scenario are probably the most likely options.