… Last week I rode by the Clark Bar in Urbana and heard a band and … decided I’d psych my introvert self into stopping off for a brew next time — at least to discern wehther the way the sound system sounded in the street (pretty bad) was better inside.
So today I approached and thought “Drat! It’s even a lonesome-acoustic sound that … I love… I’m going to have to do this.”
Or not. No parking for our kind. I rode all around the joint. Nada. Took my introvert self on home for my own beer. Went to their Facebook page and said so and noted the band — maybe they play at the Iron Post. Urbana has bicycle parking — sometimes not enough. Of course, Champaign can say “why should we hae bike parking? Bicyclists never shop here.” You bet!
Urbana-Champaign Cycling Ventures 
… and I was told to “roll on” in private message on Facebook. I surely will! Carefully, even, because the guy mightbe really hostile.