Friday August 14, 2009
It's been about three or four months since I've checked my mail drop. And I'm pretty sure I owe them some back rent. So today I decided to make my life that much easier, and just use my home address. Though please note: this does not mean that I will be updating the site any more frequently. Ha! Right now I'm thinking that the next "issue" of Zinethug will appear by year's end.
 
After that, I'll possibly retire my zine review web site. When I started it, almost seven years ago, my motivation was to get free zines. Now I'm trying to move in the other direction (see previous post). Maybe I'll shelve it for good, or maybe just call it a hiatus. Considering that the grueling two-updates-per-year schedule is my idea of the site being active, that should buy me plenty time.
 
Either way, like I said, this is my home address. Still steamed about a negative review I gave your zine in 2003? Feel free to drop by.
 
What else is going on? We (Diane, Nicole, Meg, and I) finished a new issue of Tell It Like It 'Tiz! just in time for the Zine Symposium. Copies can be bought from me for $5. All proceeds go to the Marie Smith Center. Also available for five bucks is my band's cassette. That's right, I'm in a band now! We are called the Tagalongs, and pretty much the best.
 
Marc Parker
5307 N. Minnesota Ave.
Portland, OR 97217


mrparker@zinethug.com
Zine campers picture by A.M. O'Malley

Sunday March 1, 2009
Big Fucking Deal is no longer for sale. For the record I wrote thirteen issues, released only three, before the break-up. Lesson learned. I kicked around the idea of putting them all together in a book, but that would be moving backward. Instead, now I consider it all as an exercise, sharpening my cartooning skills for larger and more widely appealing projects, like the one I'm working on now. Just wait till you get a look at that!
 
In other news, I'm the librarian at the IPRC now. Heya! A few weeks ago, Justin, Greg, and I cleared out the storage unit (which Greg was paying rent on) that housed the IPRC's backlog of donated materials. We're talking fifty boxes of zines, comics, and books--about ten thousand items. In Justin's truck and a car Greg had, over two trips, we moved everything into the basement and bedroom where I'm living now. This is both terrifying and thrilling. To quote Greg: "What a relief! I feel like I just took a massive dump. Actually, I feel like I just shit and stuffed it all up Marc's butt."
 
Speaking of that new house, it is actually the residence of Alex Wrekk, fellow IPRC staffer and world renown zine person. We recorded a zine podcast this weekend, the link to which I will have to provide later. I'm bored with this already.