My favorite memory's still when I took back (the artist) Nei Ruffino's chair at that restaurant after she stole it (and she KNEW someone was sitting there) from Dave, when he left momentarily from the table a few of us SF non-artists were sitting at.
She was like "we need that".. and I said "so does Dave" or something similar.
She's an incredibly talented artist, but clearly just a novice chair thief.
.... Ruffino, you're dead to me.