Pitts: Kia and Erika left our group after we were done at Rudy’s, and Joe, Drew and I continued on to San Francisco. We stopped by Art’s place in the Tenderloin, where we waited 15 minutes for him to come outside. Drew and I were in the CRX and Joe was in his truck, neither was a vehicle with which Art was familiar, so he stayed behind his gate where we couldn’t see him, and his phone was upstairs charging so he wasn’t getting our texts like “dude hurry up we all have to piss!”
Bohan: We almost just left without him! Seriously Art! I don’t care if it is the Tenderloin. It’s your hood. Come outside at night! Anyway, Art hopped in Joe’s truck and we caravaned over to Stockton Street, where Art’s new Southtown Arcade is. If you guys were at WinterQ3 or WinterQ4 at Lab17, you most likely saw the JDM arcade cabinet there. Well that was Art’s, and I was holding it for him til he found a spot. He has a bunch of those cabs at Southtown now, waiting on a few finishing touches before the arcade opens to the public. This place should be hella dope!
Pitts: Joe is a world class multi-tasker. In the above pic you can see him holding his lens cap, talking on the phone with his Blasterpal Justin Shreeve, and shooting me at the same time. My hat is off to you sir.
Ayala: 😐
Bohan: There’s lots of fun stuff to do outside Southtown. It’s just off Union Square, right at the south end of the Stockton Street Tunnel, so it’s perfect for handstands, long pans, and other shenanigans. There’s even an erotic services massage parlor next door, so it’s great for people-watching.
Pitts: HAHA! This was hilarious, Drew was trying to be in the crispy part of the pan. I wonder what the drivers thought.
Bohan: I’m sure they were freaked out. But then again, weird stuff happens in SF all the time so they’re probably used to it.
Bohan: Since we were at an arcade, I figured I better play some games. Art had some fighting game that I’d never heard of, and I beat him 5 fights in a row before he got me. Take that, Art!
Ayala:😐
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