designing a steeper shit

Drove in to the city today (poopmobile) thinking I would poach a prime parking space for Saturday the 12th's SF Grand Prix (tried to find a link but clearly, they opted to not hire a publicist - there's almost nothing available and no one I know even knew it was going on) only to realize the 12th was in fact Sunday. All was not lost however, becuase this morning I was greated with the spendid view of progress, gilded gold with morning sunlight:

Yes, a bright green port-a-potty was being hoisted high, high into the air by one of the Bay Bridge's giant red cranes. I tried to snap a pic or two with the 600 but, alas, the resolution of the phone limits the impact of the reproduction of such grandure. There is it, just to the right of the closest light pole. Of course, by the time I was close enough to really snap a great pic, the damned crapper had been lowered to the pylon and was out of view. woulda been so perfect with the large blue color field and the red repetition from the cranes plus the bright green camode.