where're the trees

I like unusual combinations and I also like unusual perspectives. The abstract is like a koan to me. I remember many years ago during a slow day at work I overheard someone say "I'm bored."  Since I'm so easily amused, I said to the person who made the comment....why don't we play a game. What kind of game? And I said, why don't we play...imagine people fucking. How do you play. Simple, in your mind pair up  what you consider the two most unlikely people and then imagine them having sex. How about Freddy the frog faced nerd hooking up fat Betty the former nun. Anyway this ended up getting so silly and absurd that after a while people were giggling all over the place and were probably less bored. Then, it got busy at work and the game was forgotten. I heard that a few weeks later some of the women in the office did a variation on the game and they called it...who wouldn't you blow for a million bucks. And when I asked this woman who she wouln't blow and she told me Joe Blow I said to her...Jesus, I'm not gay...but for a million bucks I'd even blow him. Anyway I think Robert Redford did a movie on some variation of that theme. The idea actually came from our office. So maybe boredom is a catalyst for creativity. When people tell me that they're bored I say consider yourself lucky. And when they ask...why's that, I say it's an opportunity to talk to god. I would imagine god is pretty fucking boring. And my god is the fucking going on between Betty & Freddy. My god never says to me...excuse me Tom I have to go to the bathroom...brb.
Funny though, there are times when I act like there is no god. And my god doesn't get bored with my thinking. My god shows me the forest.