Friday, March 15, 2013

update: at home in Hawaii

Just a quick update to mention that I've landed in Honolulu, and can act on Paypal orders. If you'd like to order copies of any or all of the issues of Map of Fog, please feel free to use the Paypal buttons on this webpage.

I don't currently have any plans to open a new P.O. Box, so I won't be able to take payments by mail. If you don't want to deal with Paypal, you can still get copies of every issue of Map of Fog at Parcell Press distribution.

Thanks for your interest.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Important Note: PO Box Closing!

In mid-August the San Francisco PO Box I've used for Map of Fog related correspondence will be closing down. I'll be leaving San Francisco at that time, and wandering around for the rest of the year. I plan to find a new place to settle, and a new PO Box, by early next year. I'll post the new PO Box address once I've got it. Anyone interested in ordering copies of Map of Fog during that time is encouraged to order directly from the Parcel Press distro. The paypal buttons on this site--which you can use to order from me directly--still work, but it might take a little while for me to act on your orders. Thanks.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Map of Fog #1-3


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Monday, September 12, 2011

Map of Fog 3


Interviews with people who've moved to San Francisco from far-off places--what their lives were like before, and what they're like now. Including: growing up gay and Chinese in Tennessee; squatting in government owned properties in London; fleeing civil war in El Salvador; crossing the Mexican border as an illegal immigrant; and more. Also includes a These Stagnant Streets section profiling secret societies in the Sunset District.

"Do you miss it?"

"El Salvador? Look, Marcos, I'm going to tell you this: really all of us who come from Central American, almost all of us really miss our home countries... The United States is a country of many opportunities, but all you end up with is work and home, home and work. You don't have friends here, nobody you can talk with in the afternoons like in our countries... you've got community there. And that's one of the things I miss since I left. Here I'm always nostalgic, begging god that one day I'll be able to return to my home country in good health. This is what happens to all of us when we grow old: nostalgia kills us."

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Monday, May 17, 2010

Map of Fog 2


More true stories about life in San Francisco. Role-Playing nerds, Critical Mass assholes, sticker vandals, desperate slackers hanging on to life in the city, punk and ghetto child alliances, and a section profiling some of the weird houses in the city's suburbs.

San Francisco is a city of nerds. It's also a city of yuppies, homeless people, hippies, immigrants, political radicals, gang bangers, punk rockers, and pretty much anyone else you can imagine. But it's the nerds that are growing in numbers every day, and it's the nerds who will inherit this city once the hippies die of old age, and the yuppies go broke and can't afford to live here anymore.

The nerd takeover started in the nineties with the dot-com boom, and it continues today with the local tech/internet businesses like Google and Yahoo dominating the job sector. Tech companies pay good money, and being a nerd is practically a prerequisite for employment. So the nerds get the cash, and the nerds drive up the cost of living, and everyone else can fuck off and move to Oakland.


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Map of Fog 1


Five true stories about life in San Francisco: a suicide's corpse at a fancy hotel in the Financial district; a man going into a seizure on the subway; lesser known spots in the Sunset district; stabbing at a rock show; and the written result of eating a half-eighth of psychedelic mushrooms and then sitting down at a computer to type about the experience.

Here's an excerpt from the suicide story:

It takes about fifteen seconds to get from the back of the ballroom to the front of the hotel, if you’re in a hurry. I must have had a hundred different thoughts during those fifteen seconds: what would the body look like?; would there be blood?; would I faint or throw up?; would we have enough equipment to be of use?; should I take advantage of the option Ron had granted me, so long ago, to refuse to be a part of the whole operation? While my mind raced, my body seemed to be shifting somehow, too. My heartbeat grew to fill my ears with heavy pulsing, so that all the sounds around me came piercing through a wash of dull noise. I could feel the wind against my face, as if the air had thickened and I was physically pushing my way through it. The world around me seemed to slow a little. I felt almost like I was walking under water.

The zine has 24 pages, 18 pictures, and more than 10,000 words. It'll probably give you about an hour's worth of reading time, depending on how fast you absorb text.

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