Apparently Nothing

It’s RAINING.

So in case you didn’t know (And why would you?) I’m in London. It’s 10 AM here, which means it’s 4 AM in bat country. I haven’t slept a wink. We were on a plane full of kids that I can only assume were a special-needs school. Just kidding. But seriously.

I had to go to the baffroom real bad. I was unaware that bathrrooooms don’t open up until 10 AM. WE made our way into the richest hotel we could find and I ruined their toilet with my powerful stream. As I made my way out of the baffrrrrroom without washing my hands (of course), I ran into none other than Dave Grohl.

Just kidding. But seriously, I ran into his roadie. The bigger guy with the beard everywhere. Turns out Dave was playing a solo gig with Paul McCartney (Look him up on Wikipedia. I think he was in that band Wings). We just missed it. And it only would have cost us $300 to stand in the rain and watch it all unfold on a pixelated screen. And how!

That’s all for now, kids. More stories from the force as we keep on keeping on.