The other day at work, some of my co-workers were trying to convince me to get a Corvette Z06. With a car like that, I could join them in their nightly racings and rip the Earth apart. I was actually taking it seriously for a moment, because I could afford the car payment (barely). Another co-worker was listening and said, 'Bryan has too much common sense; he won't buy one'. It wouldn't take me long to lose my license or wind up in jail. Common sense is what prevented me from buying such a thing, but it would not help me if I had one.

  That was a minor detail. Where common sense really helped me was in marriage. The only way I could be happy in marriage is if I had a very large house. My wife could live in one part and carry on with her chattering noises. I would occupy another portion, free of her presence. There would be one telephone in the house and my wife would have it, which would probably keep her occupied indefinitely. So someone would have to be hired to keep the house clean, since I abhor cleaning. As for kids, income would need to be generated mysteriously, perhaps from the wind. The money needed to raise children would blow in when I open the windows, depositing itself around the house. I would then walk around, hopefully collecting the money before my wife found it.

  I had posted a while back that I was getting married.

  Afraid not. Not for a while. After thinking about the overall increase to happiness, well, there wouldn't be much. In fact, I would be less happy.

  If not for common sense, I'd be in real trouble right now.

Is this a short entry about the importances and values of life?

Anyway, I hope your outlook of marriage (and life, in general) isn't as cold, distant and myopic as you've envisioned there. Futhermore, your coworkers also sound like a bunch of shallow dolts who appearently live for none more than cheap thrills (any idiot who must measure his/her life at the raise of a silly, dangerous contest like illegal 'street racing' lacks more than just sense).

Sounds like a case of the wrong woman... Wrong woman and wrong friends. Have hope my friend.

I'm not sure if you are deliberately trying to be funny, but that paragraph about marriage is great.

Sounds like you put the "fun" back in "dysfunctional!""  Ha Ha!  ha .... ahhhh... 

I'll drink to that.  Raise a glass for common sense!

You are correct about some of my co-workers. If I actually lived like them, I'd not even have a pot to piss in. They make incredibly poor decisions and try very hard to get me involved in their fun and games. A place of great interest to them is the casino. I have tried to explain to them that when they win some money, they probably aren't winning anything. If I were to go to the casino, I would at least keep a log of how much money I'm spending; they don't even keep track of their losses. Even animals are aware of their 'losses'. Their knowledge of cars, however, is far superior to mine. They know engines and all the fancy upgrades, windows tinting, etc. I saved $75 when I got my windows tinted, plus they showed me how to detail my car. Our common interest is  (no surprise) - video game music and movies. In fact, it was through them that my interest in Asian cinema developed. They didn't know about arranged vgm and I didn't know about Asian movies. They're cool people, but they seem to have no discipline whatsoever.

   I've never been married and my current situation is not conducive to such an activity. It's not easy to avoid women and an extended emotional contact will inevitably lead to some sort of cohabitation, whether continuously or discontinuously. Emotionally, I want the continuous type of cohabitation, which is considered to be unhealthy since it indicates one is 'clingy'. However, the discontinuous kind of cohabitation means one is afraid of commitment, which is what women are generally not afraid of. I derive some measure of pleasure running these thoughts through my head; the ramifications of relationships are just as complicated in theory as in practice.

    In reality, I really would need a large house, or at least an off limits zone specific to my existence. I do require lots of alone time to be happy. If I can't read a book or a magazine in silence, then I'll be quite unpleasant.

I concur.

You know, this is EXACTLY what I imagined a Jodo Kast take on marriage and relationship would sound like.  It's neither good nor bad; just..... consistent. ;)

The Jodo Kast is amused. Good and bad are very difficult to define, but consistent is not. Most people tend to view others in terms of good and bad; if I'm neither (which is possible), then that means others aren't sure what to make of me. This has been confirmed on several occasions, by some of my co-workers, including my boss - and my parents. Of course, I'm not sure what to make of other people, but that doesn't mean they are neither good nor bad, which means my idea is a good theory - it is falsifiable.