(This post has nothing to do with asses, in case you were worried.)
When I was first visiting San Francisco, you know - two weeks before I moved here, my brother drove me through a tunnel on the way in the city that had a rainbow painted on it. I immediately started calling it The Gay Tunnel even though I came to find out it's actually called the Waldo Tunnel. In the five years that I've lived here, any time I've talked to anyone in the Bay Area about The Gay Tunnel, they have giggled and immediately known what I am talking about.
The gay, I mean the rainbow, is fading. Luckily, I was not the only person to realize this, and the rainbow is being re-painted. So far two whole feet of the tunnel have been re-painted. Turns out the reason the painting stopped is that the People in Charge consulted with a color consultant who deemed the new paint too bright. I can't wait to see the finished product.