Between planets, between star-systems, Starship Rimshot carries joyful lovers, and numerous young women cheerfully leave their Earthly lives to smoke sativa and indica in well-ventilated cabins, and keep Capt. Theremin in tip-top shape, his body taut and satisfied, his mind creative and alert. Often the Queen of Vega joins in, threesomes, foursomes, etc. As commander of a commercial trading vessel, our Capt. has far more freedom of action, and freedom of thought than his fellow officers in government service. The 280-year-old MacFarland-Berry Intergalactic Transport Corporation allows senior officers as much longitude and latitude as they require. As long as cargo and scouting ships fulfill the company objectives, the captains and the crews, chose their own lifestyles and methods of operation, with no corporate meddling. For this reason, the secondary holding area of Starship Rimshot, often contains about 320,000 square feet of primo Pacific Northwest indica and sativa. (About 1000 standard 21st Century 40-foot shipping containers.) The weed cargo is not an official company product, just a lucrative side gig for Starship Rimshot crew.