Growing up, I had a cat, Catzilla, that used to prance around the yard, eat grass, and occasionally puke it up.  I never attributed his frequent indulgence in the vomit-inducing feast to body issues, but then again I'm not a muralist.  Even so, I never quite understood parts of this mural, even if I could relate.  Why were the steps backwards?  Why did they leave one of the signs blank?  Well, Troy over at Caliber seems to have the answer:

I used to live 3 doors down from this car wash. When this wall was being painted, some of the artists told me they had eaten a bag of mushrooms a few hours earlier, explaining the random elements in the composition.

(photo by otherthings)