Thursday, November 14, 2002

Any excuse to write about breasts

Another strange Google hit - "atomic power plant breasts". Two of my favorite things rolled into one. Hmm, maybe those nasty public relations problems would go away if nuke plants had breasts.

If you've driven through the north side of downtown Atlanta, you may have seen Georgia Tech's Alexander Memorial Coliseum just to the west at 10th Street. It is in the form of a flattish dome, with a cupola at the peak and another smaller cupola on top of that. Some years back the big part of the dome was painted an off-white color and the two other cupolas were a brownish color. No wonder some Tech students called it "the tit".

Woody Allen's movie "Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex (But Were Afraid To Ask)" had a sketch with a gigantic disembodied breast terrorizing the countryside.

Now I've provided a weird Google hit myself - I decided to see how big whale breasts are. They're mammals, doggone it, and imagine what a rack you could have with the water to support them. No luck. The closest I came was a reference to how strong the milk is - according to this a nursing calf gains 9 lbs per hour. According to a footnote in Moby Dick the stuff tastes pretty good too.

Enough - even I have to sleep sometime.

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