ENGINE ET AL welcome you to the previous, past-life incarnation of Valley-Of-The-Views.  Just a warehouse with a donated wall that provides some SkyTrain entertainment for the Latino Coke dealers as they ply their trade between the New West Station and Main Street. Canada welcomes people from all diverse cultures, especially if they have an established livelihood before they kiss the flag. The Edmonds Skytrain area, besides being a repository of "Stupid Graffiti", is also now home to some scrumptious Arte Mural Styles that will render your Nikon giddy.  See Edmonds-05 above for further discreet counseling on this matter.

The following tags and bombs are enough to make anyone happy, at least for a night. Who needs "meaningful graffiti" anyway? Throw away your Southern Comfort and your Transistor Radio. There's more to life than that, and these Crafty Cretins of the SprayCan Kingdom are just gonna Wet Yer Pants with wonder!

OBAE gets the Sez1 Silver Toaster Award for Cheerful tags on another 12-Step Beerless Night!	Who is there?  "JPS" or something that Glows By Night. You could wear this tag in a train-yard and never get hit by a train.	Never did see this one on TV. But I think I was watching the Simpson's instead.

Feelin' a little bit better?  Hey, no problem.  There's tons more where this comes from.  The Edmonds Crews back in 2002 were a happy lot, and it shows in their carefree and exuberant choice of tones and shapes. If I were a Zen Buddhist, I might even meditate a bit on these. What is the sound of one can happening? They engage the Vegetarian Brain Centers in a most romantic way!

Now, into the Horizontal Lines Adjustment Criteria Department.  Have a short smoke at this point, unless you are an Arab.  KOALTONE and his cronies put up a legible tag here in environmentally-conscious colors to boot. Gold and Green suggest harvest of Wheat and Hops on the prairie flatlands.

 

Okay, we're a bit mystified with this friendly looking silver piece.  Boy, Silver was a Fave-Oh-Rave on those good ol' 2002 stoners. It could be "Tostes" or "Toaster" ... god who knows?  I mean, "Engine" did a steam iron above, so why can't this dude be a Toaster? Simple household appliances are known to brighten up the life of people who are severely depressed.  "It's a Fact.  32 Helens can't be wrong."

 

See?  "SNAK" say so, and I knew I was right!  Snaks, Toasters and KoalTones.  If that doesn't ring your bells big-time, brother, you're dead meat.  You're ready for the Hog Farm.  You're not even fit for a day with "Mike" on the Anti-Graffiti Squad.

Now we get into the Tough Stuff.  The True Grit of 2002 SkyTrain shit. Hold your pants, tighten your belt!  Open your Bible to Psalm 23!  Here we go!

VISN ain't kiddin' babe. It may be a little Ham on a Short Kebob, but it's better than bein' stranded in Thanh's Parking Lot!  Because we're dealing in Primary Colors here, you can leave your goddam Psyche 101 handbook at home.  There'll be no "holier than thou" Pinko Faggo Ivory Tower "know thyself Jesus Socrates kind of shit here.

It's basically, "off to the ball game with your cap on backwards".  Period.  Pepperoni Sticks and Beer.  Chips.  Stuff like that.  If you can't stomach it, see your therapist for an antidote.

Now, KONK, ETC and BOB (wholesome White Anglo Saxon boys), bring you the next little Happy Pill for your wrinkled face.  Forget the Geritol and Olive Oil.

Yes.  FESBIN or FES and BIN (something like the "Bins Brothers", The Guys on Harleys??) are here to remember and here to cheer you up again, you sodden sod! If this doen't raise your toenails, what will? You've tried drugs, sex and rock'n'roll at odd times.  You've pestered your mother and ridiculed your father.  You've skipped class and played strip poker with underage girls. And not one of these extracurricular activities laid the Golden Egg!

As the sign says, this one is "dope shit" for ya baby. Not sure if it's Nano or Nanak, but here's a little message from one of our many sponsors, Guru Nanak.

When Guru Nanak stopped at Hardwar a pilgrimage center on the Ganges river he found a large gathering of devotees. They were taking ritual baths in the holy river and offering water to the sun. When the Guru asked "Why do you throw water like that?"

The pilgrims replied that they were offering it to their ancestors. Guru Nanak upon hearing this started throwing water in the opposite direction towards the west. When the pilgrims asked him what he was doing?

Guru Nanak replied "I am sending water to my farm which is dry". They asked, "How will water reach you crops so far away?". Guru Nanak replied, "If your water can reach your ancestors in the region of the sun, why can't mine reach my fields a short distance away?"

The pilgrims realized their folly and fell at the Gurus feet.

We can't keep on meeting like this.  Someone will find out.  Someone will "sniff" that this is NOT REALLY a Graffiti website, that this is a Muslim Militant Revolutionary Armageddon Planning committee, talking in code.  Then we're all in trouble, BIG TROUBLE.  I invite you and the Rev Pat Robertson, to pray for me, while I have time.