And, oh, how I wish they did. Maybe with a big ol’ piece of senselessnesscidal latex wrapped around my brain I wouldn’t be dangerously exposed to half the nonsense I’m exposed to on a daily basis.

Overlook me. I’m in a mood, and I’ve just watched House, so, yeah, totally unnecessary sarcasm abounds.

So, anyway, to the point. I’ve just watched House and I learned a new word: neurosyphilis.

Now, I’m not completely ignorant. I know what neuro means, and I know what syphilis is. And, I even know that when left untreated, syphilis can wreak havoc on your brain.

I’d just never, for whatever reason, heard the term neurosyphilis before tonight.

Anyway, like I pointed out in the title, they don’t make condoms for our brains. This unfortunate lack of brain condoms clearly means two things:

1. You need to wear a condom. If not out of fear of unwanted pregnancy and disease, then at least out of fear of mental meltdown later on down the road.
2. I’m going to have to think of new ways to safeguard my brain against nonsense.

To learn more about neurosyphilis and the four types of neurosyphilis, I recommend Medline Plus’s pretty thorough entry on the matters.

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They Don’t Make Condoms For Your Brain, You Know