I was rolling around downtown after the Tuesday Nite Bike Ride, when i spotted an open door backstage at the Rialto, out from which floated the musical stylings of none other than George Clinton and the Parliament Funkadelic. And large clouds of pot smoke. So, I did what any rational person would do. I dropped my bike then and there, and went right in. I found myself rocking out just inches from P-Funk and the Big Man himself. Holy Holy God, i took a ride on the Mothership! I got to puff on some friendly, see the crowd, and get my mind blown. For free! After an hour and a half of wicked progressive jammin', I thought I should peek out the door to see if my bike was still laying there: naw, it wasn't. I didn't even care, the experience was priceless! After they finally wrapped up, I found some friends and asked them to walk around the building with me~ I was getting this strong feeling that my bike was not stolen: low and behold, some kind soul had picked up my poor abandoned mountain bike, and carefully leaned it against the dumpster right by the door!!! I LOVE YOU TUCSON!! THANKS TO THE BIKE UN-STEALER! YAY!!!!!!!!
Location: Rialto Theater
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