A human mind can only take so much boredom before it starts wandering down the path of completly weird and ridiculous. Data entry can do this to a persons mind.
I have my iPod playing, I am listening to an audiobook, but still my mind wanders. After running through the things I have to do tonight and realizing that I won't have time to sit on my butt and play Diablo II my mind drifts off into the movie world and for some reason it settles on a scene in The Hitcher (remake) where Neal McDonough utters one of the best cinematic lines in history. "You have got to be five-finger fucking me."
With that great utterance in mind I blow off my work and decide to surf the Net to see if I can find a still of the movie when he said that. I can't. Pissed me off. BUT, I found this gem. The froggie photo.
Here is where the ridiculous comes in. I go back to my work after locating this photo and I start wondering oddities that I assume women wonder. Like "You think he bought his kid a stuffed froggie?" Hell, I don't know. I don't even know if Sean Bean has kids. Guess I can look it up, but, what do I care? So as my mind ponders Sean Bean and frogs it inevitably settles on Boromir and frogs.
Then I wonder..."What would Boromir do with a stuffed frog?" Now, odds are Boromir wouldn't come by the frog because he slaughtered a family on the roadside. Come to think of it, did Gondor have frogs? Did frogs live in the Elves forests? Where would Boromir see a frog? Hmm. After many minutes of ridiculous thoughts like this I have come to a couple conclusions. One. Boromir would have no use for a stuffed froggie. He can't kill it or eat it and he cannot woo wenches with it. I think he would give it to his pansy brother Faramir. Two. I need to have more mentally stimulating things to do at work.
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