What the title says... here's a few thoughts on the subject, based on stuff that's been going on recently:
Have a heatwave. I can usually keep functioning until 11pm quite happily, but I've struggled lately. It's been particularly awkward at work - I seem to have spent several hours feeling like I'm wilting all over the till.
Play Antichamber. Acquired recently when it came up on a Steam sale, taken more than 5 hours so far... and I don't even know how much of it I've solved. It's unspeakably confusing. Non-euclidean geometry, things changing behind your back (which often happens in my dreams, but now it's happening on my PC monitor too!), and sundry other very odd game mechanics. Makes you miss the comparative linearity of Portal.
Change all the windows in your house and get paranoid that something's missing. It's especially confusing in the porch, because the new front door has a lot more glazing than the old one, and lets in a lot more light, generating the subconscious assumption that it must have been left open by mistake. Which is confusing when the door's actually shut. Still, the new windows are, in themselves, very nice, and the new front door key has the added bonus of looking not so much like a key as we know it, Jim, but more like some fragment of the Enterprise which has gotten lost in time.
Get your new hamster to eat something which you don't know isn't poisonous. After a longish period without any hamsters, we've had two new ones in the last week: Smokey (Ben's fourth), and Muffy (Sophie's fifth). I went to clean my teeth last night, and found Muffy's cage temporarily sited on the kitchen table, and the rodent busy munching on a bit of christmas cactus which was accidentally poking through the bars. I had no idea whether or not christmas cacti are toxic, so I pulled the plant out of reach (which left the hamster looking a bit confused!), and scuttled off to google the thing. The internet seemed to concur that christmas cacti aren't poisonous - the worst that might happen is a bit of gastric upset and vomiting, but nothing life-threatening - so I could sleep easy. But still, while it lasted, one more thing to help fry my brain cells...
Any other suggestions?
- The Colclough