All Things Profane and Sacred

A friend who goes back to ye olden days of Nort'ern Wisconsin came over tonight. We were talking about how intensely boring we really are, and realized that we are boring in almost exactly the same way.

Both of us love people watching and are perfectly content to spend the day walking around and staring at stuff, sitting and staring at stuff or hanging on the porch and bullshitting (oh-and staring at stuff). I'm sure this isn't a thunderbolt out of the blue for those of you who are playing at home, but these "activities" are actually just doing nothing at all.

So we posited that we were trained to enjoy these activities due to a childhood of deprivation in the middle of nowhere. You see, where we grew up, nothing was all there was to do, so I guess we just coped by becomming entertained by doing nothing. Ha! And I thought I didn't have any good deprivation stories!