June 10, 2009

Atomic Love

Todd and I shared our first kiss one warm autumn night on a sandy beach in Southern California. We were driving home from visiting a town a few hours south of us when we spontaneously took an exit toward the coast and spent some time, um...enjoying the location. It was a dark, dark night and we could hardly see a thing around us save for the moonlight sparkling on the waves. It was all very sweet and lovely.

Until the light of day, that is.

"Last night, do you know what beach we were at? It wasn't San Onofre, was it?"

"I'm pretty sure it was. Yeah, it was."

"Wow, that's...romantic."

Now, the San Onofre beaches are decent enough. Particularly by night when the beach has grown dark and you are left alone with the sound of the crashing surf. By day, however, you must ignore the enormous nuclear power plant smack dab in the middle. And not just any nuclear power plant. Oh, no. The one that looks like this:


And that is the story of how we had our first kiss in the shadow of the nuclear boobies.

See more fun Show and Tell posts here! Photo by onebob.

17 comments:

Felix said...

"nuclear boobies", i was always wondering what to call those

Anonymous said...

LOL! you'll never see that in a romance novel...and what a shame too!

..al said...

nuclear boobies! Buuutttnow that's a term!

LOLOL, you should send the story of your first kiss to a sci-fi writer, he would be mighty impressed.

Kristin said...

Bwahahahaha, in the shadow of nuclear boobies...too funny.

Anonymous said...

Awesome! Love it. And "nuclear boobies" is just plain funny :)

IF Optimist, then... said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA that's a great story. My husband has a BA degree in nuclear engineering. Must. Show. Him. Nuclear. Boobies.

AnotherDreamer said...

LOL! That is a great story :)

Lori Lavender Luz said...

*snicker*

Keiko Zoll said...

Came here via S&T... I have almost the exact same picture! My husband and I did a trip to CA this January, and one of my friends originally from L.A. was like, "When you drive from LA to San Diego, look for the Twin Titties. You'll know them when you see them."

Brilliant :)
~Miriam

Thanksgivingmom said...

haha, when driving to SD my parents would always make us hold our breath as we drove by - they liked to tease that we would breath in the atomic fumes and something catastrophic would happen.

Of course, Dad was always quick to point out the "Atomic Boobs" on the horizon.....ah, the traditions of living in SoCal.... :)

Anonymous said...

snort...in the city in which I went to grad school, there was the giant golden breast (convention center/stadium)in the middle of town.

Anonymous said...

sounds like it wouldn't have mattered where you were!

Lollipop Goldstein said...

Boom chica wah wah! I love the term nuclear boobies.

Mrs. Gamgee said...

Thanks for the giggle... nuclear boobies... that's going to be one of those phrases that is going to float around in my brain for years and come out at an incredibly inappropriate time. :)

Anita said...

That is a great story! :)
Thanks for your kind comment this week.

Queenie. . . said...

If only I had known that this week's S&T had a booby theme. . .and if only Mel had been able to work "nuclear boobies" into HER S&T post.

MaskedMan said...

Heh! As a former Reactor Operator, I've heard many, many names for containment buildings, but "Nuclear Boobies" is an all-time winner!

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