Last night, the band was enjoying the company of Joey’s Grandma and Aunt and Uncle in Pueblo, Colorado. We’ve been here for a few days with Joey’s Dad and Sister.
It was getting late. Joey and I went to check out Walmart because we’re so cool, and Lu had to go on a walk. Lu goes on walks and listens to various pastors podcasts at night. He claims he’ll walk anywhere between 7-15 miles a night, just checking out an area.
Joey and I spent about an hour at Walmart before heading back to the house we were staying at. We were almost there when Joey got a call from the police department. They asked him to ‘pick up your friend Lucien on Sweetwater’. Unfortunately, neither of us know any streets in Pueblo, and Lu is our token pathfinder with his iphone. Needless to say, asking the police for directions, and shouting out every street sign to them was pretty entertaining for the 5 or 6 minutes.
When we found Sweetwater, we found 4 cop cars, all lights rotating, and spotlights on our drummer, standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the street.
You can imagine our surprise and bewilderment. What did Lu do to deserve this drastic amount of police?
The officer kindly explained that he had received many calls about a scary walker in their neighborhood. Someone assumed he was a prowler or something and called 911. They asked that we drive him home, and he stop being so creepy. Lu’s only complaint was that they caught him a mere 2 miles into his walk, and he couldn’t go back out and finish.
