Well, we'd planned on doing this task for about a month. Eventually, one afternoon, Madeline and myself sat down at her computer, did a bit of internet research until we found a SF Chronicle that described the glories of "Trap Streets" or "Bunnies." The synonyms are endless, "Paper Streets" being another.
The story of Geek Street is short, one of the folk who work at Carto Graphics, a map makerey a few blocks off of Holly Park where Eglantine (Lamarnza) buried something for Kate Saturday, had a friend back in the sixties who had a band called "The Geeks." As a homage to that band, "Geek Street" was born. Among the other bunnies in the city are Hedge Hog Court, M&M Street, Kaiser Street, and so on.
With that in mind, we actually looked up Carto Graphics and asked one of the cartographers there where we might find the map that had Geek Street on it. She laughed, clearly happy that someone was looking for her joke, and informed us that the easiest way to get it was in the MUNI customer service center.
Unfortunately, it was hardly easy. The way the MUNI center works is something straight out of Brazil, maybe with THE COMPUTER IS YOUR FRIEND, scrawled in block letters in a corner. You wait in a line to take a number, which is composed of a randomly determined string of numbers and a single letter. They are randomly determined so you don't know how long you've been there. You then wait on one of many seats for your number to come up on a board, directing you then to the counter where your needs will supposedly be met. There are thirteen windows. Only about half were working, so, naturally it was very slow. We were taken at window number one, and a woman greeted us with a grand frown, informed us that if we were going to buy a bus pass, they were going to take a three dollar processing fee, and took fifteen minutes to get us a map. When we questioned her more, she told us that she never takes the bus. This, this is MUNI. Fuck MUNI. Just plain fuck MUNI. Except for the singing bus drivers. I'm cool with them. Happy with them. The Ballad of Van Ness is always grand.
Anyhow, we perused the map for a while, and it started to come together.