Of Mail Order Brides and Surfing

I am back. Today, my thoughts have turned to mail order brides. Can you see a woman "buying"/renting a man? Just the concept of the mail order bride. Can you find "happiness" online or by post? I figure that Canada Post has enough trouble just delivering my mail, and my address is on that shit, how are they going to be able to ensure "my" bride arrives and has not been folded, spindled or mutilated (that is my "job" by the way and why I need them to arrive pristine and appear virginal). How much does it cost to "mail" a human being and how do you pack that?

I am not sure where that came from or why. I just went with it. I am learning that I should not fight those bursts of insanity and just ride them out. It is like neural surfing. It is obviously as close as I will ever get to surfing the ocean. The biggest difference is that when you fall off neurally there is no danger of your board smacking you on the head, concussing you and leaving you to drown. Well, that and no worrying about getting attacked by a shark. You just ride the wave of thought. You fall off your board when you fight it. That only leads to concussion and ending up as shark feed, or a water bloated corpse. I have gone from a thrilling water activity to death in only one simple step.

I am not afraid to surf, I just do not live near an ocean. That is something I do not like. Yet, I have never lived seaside for any length of time, so what the hell do I know? I may just go out and become an environmental activist. I know the pay is lousy but I do get to take an extreme position and hug trees, so I have that going for me. Sorry to leave you all hanging like this but I gotta go. Ciao!