ANN ARBOR PINBALL PETES FULL

I’ll try not to blind you with my flashlight. I don’t want to see your head moving, just your eyes. “I’m going to move my pen from side to side, and up and down, and I want you to follow it with your eyes. By half past noon I was back in the car, where I began the 45 minute drive to Ann Arbor. Part 1 of my breakfast was a big bunch of grapes that I ate before going to the gym. I made a quick breakfast – 2/3 cup egg whites, scrambled in Pam, carrot and celery sticks. Back home, for the second time, with his keys in hand. Time to head to my father’s office to borrow his keys.ġ1:40am. I make a mad dash around back, silently cursing my decision to wear shorts on a January day in Michigan, to check if any other doors were accidentally left unlocked, which of course they weren’t, and then I’m back in the car. I don’t have a key to my parents house, just the garage door opener to get in. Crap – why did I bring it inside the house? Dumb move, David.

ANN ARBOR PINBALL PETES FULL

I check my pockets and the arm rest, knowing full well the garage door opener isn’t in those spots either, my mind is fixated on the dining room table, where I remember leaving the opener last night. I pull in the driveway, open the ashtray in the car to grab for the garage door opener, and it’s not there. It total, I spent 42 minutes pedaling away.ġ1am. The book I’m currently reading, The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, had gone from really good to can’t-put-it-down, and I know I can get a great workout in on the bike and tackle a few more chapters in the process. I ran a mile around the jogging track to warm up (in 10:45 seconds), then headed over to the stationary bikes. Sure, it was only 10 degrees outside, but I’d be fine wearing shorts for just the few seconds to get from my car into the building. I had made the decision at the house, before leaving, to wear my shorts and hoodie – it was going to be a long day, and I could save a few minutes if I didn’t have to change at the gym. I arrived at Bally’s, and quickly bolted from my car to the lobby. The day started off like most days this week – at the gym. The officer continued: “I’m going to have you do a couple field sobriety tests.”ĩ:30am (14 and a half hours earlier). I did as I was asked, and stood there, unable to see anything beyond a few feet, watching the heat from my own breath spiral upwards, like cigarette smoke. “Please put your glasses right here,” the officer said, pointing to the trunk of my car. The night air gnawed at my fingers and ears – why did I leave my hat and gloves in the car? The officer had me join him in the shoulder of the road between my parked car and his cruiser, brightly lit by the cruiser’s headlights, and within seconds my teeth were chattering. I had glanced at the thermometer in the car moments earlier – it was 2 degrees outside. I unbuckled my seatbelt, opened the door, and stepped out onto the two-lane country road. “I’m going to have you step out of the car,” the officer said to me, the light from his flashlight partially blinding me. And if you were happy when Amer's became non-smoking, steer clear of Pinball Pete's - it's one of the last bastions of smokers' rights with an ashtray always within arm's reach.Midnight. There's darkness - video game screens are the major light source. There's the bass-heavy music, all but drowning out the bleeps and bloops.

Shoot 'em up at Pinball Pete's, Michigan Daily, September 1996īut Pete's quirky ambiance is a large part of the reason it's become the preferred arena for Ann Arbor's large population of video game addicts, pinball wizards and pool sharks.

A time that was the golden era of pinball - the early 1990s. A time when Pinball Pete's had four locations in downtown Ann Arbor. They're players of all ages whose devotion to pinball hearkens back to a time before Xbox.

They Still Play The Silver Ball, Michigan Daily, Feb 2008īut for a devout few, the arcade is called Pinball Pete's for more than just the sake of vague nostalgia and alliteration.

I believe the arcade is on its third location I never went to either of the old ones but there’s no mistaking the bright pink awning that grabs your attention. For a place like this to survive the 80?s and 90?s is remarkable, but short of surprising. In fact, it’s about to complete its third.

Pinball Pete’s has been in Ann Arbor, MI – home to the University of Michigan – for decades. Pinball Pete's Ann Arbor, PowerGloveState.Walk-through of the place by pinball enthusiast gruelurks

Pinball and video games in the basement of the Galleria at 1214 South University.

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