Lobster love

Jackie tells me lobsters spend an indeterminate period of their lives crawling along the ocean floor in solitude. At some point, however, the fateful day arrives when they find the one other lobster in the whole world with whom to spend the remainder of their lives. They never experiment with other lobsters before that day, and never consider another after it. I wonder if this is true...

The Gistsmith posits the following theory: The animal body is in some ways a machine, and we all (even lobsters) operate at a certain frequency throughout our lives. One day, the lobster's patience in the face of romantic adversity is rewarded in the form of a mate, but not just any old mate - a mate who is on the same wavelength. It seems the lobster doesn't mind going alone for what could be the greater part of its life, preferring this over compromising its values.

The important thing is that, while lobtsters might be saddened by the potentially long and excruciating wait, they never stop being productive members of society - mainly ours. We could all learn a little something from the lobster i think.

Don't eat me! I just got married!