Man, as a species, always seems to have had a fascination for quests. History and fiction both, are replete with stories of men boldly venturing out into the great unknown and facing untold dangers in search of the one great thing - be it an artifact, a lost land or even a woman - that would soothe their souls, quell their fears and lift their hearts. From King Arthur's (and Tom Hanks', in more recent times) quest for the Holy Grail and the Jews quest for the Promised Land, to Frodo's quest for Mordor and Jack Sparrow's for Davy Jones' Locker, these are tales that tell of great courage, valiance and a reckless defiance of the greatest odds, that serve to highlight the steely resolve and indomitable spirit of Man. All of these pale, however, in comarison to My Quest For Holy Matrimony. The start of very quest happens with a wizened old mentor instilling the germ of an idea into the dashing young hero's mind, which until that precise moment is happily immersed in