Went to London. Saw Coldplay. Ate everything and cancelled it out with 25,000 steps everyday (that never happens). Played tourist. Life was light. Then I came home and America really made strides in going to hell in a handbasket. In this episode, I’m recapping the trip and talking about the absolute sh*t show of tragic events that followed. I’ll say this clearly: I condemn every act of violence, no matter who it’s aimed at, and I’m tired of living in a country that treats this kind of tragedy like background noise. At some point, something has to change. We’re at some point.