We bring you "Color At Noon", starring Derek, of"go home" fame. At 4 years old, this cheerful throw-up does well to usher in the New Year.

It's all about smokin' a pipe, listening to a beer bottle, and shaking your head at the Television.

One learns to cope at the "academy".

Next, "Green" is "in" this year, as the Organic Child Labor Co-op of Chinese Illegal Immigrants celebrates its 3rd year in the making. Why do laundry when you can have fun with enzymes?

Hot under the collar, another work by people who die young.

Just to the right of Derek is another noble attempt (BH) at saying what saint and sages have known for centuries: Silence is the Deepest Wisdom.  Not likely on the Railroad tracks today.

5Tel and Ass On, represent this fastidious number, a cute inner city macrame that' for the birds as well as people.  Movin' right along, are we?

Okay, 200 Hotels later, doused by monologues and tired condos, we converge on HOSER, who, despite his limited knowledge of the Tibetan Color Wheel, contributes an upright, outstanding and "Grey Cup Football Style" tag for our hungry audience of Men At Work.

Some things are enjoyed more when you're drunk.  Like beer.  Like sex.  "Helping retarded people get in touch with their feelings since 1802".

It's all spelled out for you.

TRNR and the WOU CREW bring you Kellog's Special "K" this morning.  That would be an excellent "good morning Canada" Radio special.  Say on CBC.  Get Lloyd Robertson - when he retires from the boring late news - to do a daily hose-you-awake commentary on the newest GRAFFITI in the train-yards every day.  He's gotta pretend to know what the tags say, and give an in-depth social and psychological commentary on each one.  On the spot. Like the Rick Mercer of the train ties.

I'll be up for it - even at 8 am!

Jos Jones and the "dark too fast" crew from 403 (Alberta to you, city boy) are ready for action with their funky little prototype. Fortunately, DEST from "204" (we're talking Manitoba talk m'man) is plowing thru with some bleu, bleu, bleu.

Now, just a little plug from "America's Resourceful Railroad". Being resourceful is the keyword here. As George Bush and the Rabid Dog Capitalist Pigs make a huge mess out of our Sister Planet once again, we must be more and more resourceful.  Resouceful in how we spend our votes, our dimes, our vitamins, our time.  Resourceful in where we drop our bombs, our garbage, our dead pigeons our stray cats.

That's all for now mama.

MESK, of course is already enshrined in the WHOLE CARS SECTION, so we won't toot their horn here anymore.  Too much mileage already out of these thankless dudes.

Now REMO is way cool. Why? Fuck you.  Remo is king man.  Remo is the "pimpin' man" dude.  Remo is like, the cat's whisker in spaghetti sauce.  Dig?

Remo is one of those few taggers who can get away with black'n'white, done at night, simple and sweet, steps on your feet, and who gives a sheet?

~ Now here's REP. The cute thing about REP is that he replaced the BOXCAR TAG (cnwx #) on the rail car after he bombed it!  In Sez' books, this is a gesture of an enlightened tagger.  Actually restoring the serial number on the box, so if the car goes missing, it can find it's mama again.  YO BROTHAH.

SEAR & ASP, the "night of many burnahs" give us the nod with a fairly colorless, but hugely legible piece that our English teachers would be proud of.

And now that time we all been waiting for:

STOCKING STUFFERS!

Misc tags from trains that never made it big, but count to me because Jesus is watching!

 

Peace to my dog who wears his pajamas to bed	Fat people can dance too!  It's easy as pie!	HK & TS send their livers to science!	If you can't pronounce it, scream it!	Braz saz: it's a combo of Jazz & Pzazz! Toronto!!

OK.  SEDO-TEN. A new Nasal Decongestive from Bayer, who brought you pain releivers that kill your stomach. It's sedation, sedition, sedotomy and Selective Listening.

Okay, we're running low. No sugar.  No chitlin's.  Less gravy than your dog gets for desert.

 

This next snak is a very nice piece; unfortunately, the train was behind the loading bay at the Canada Duck Feed Co-op, so it' partly obscured by beams. Nick graphics, boys.  Nice lines, swirls, cake, cream and laté's.  Kind of an x-mas gift in the middle of fall.

A couple more treets from Pesto, Johny and the boys in Winnipeg and we'll take our rest for the evening.

May God bless and keep drinkin' that Peppermint tea, it's good for the Gall Bladder and anything else that calls in the night.

We hope you all survive the drive home.

Where is "home" anyway?