I admit it. I was the kid who blew up army guys with firecrackers and M-80s. I never hurt a living creature (well, maybe grasshoppers in the way of the mower), but I loved doing violence to plastic.
I got a little of that same sense of happy mayhem with this list of 33 Ways to Stay Creative.
And here is the mayhem:
I recommend it against the tonic of accepting what others say without pause for thought and question: is what they profess any better than what you profess. If not, then hack away, my friends. Hack the fuck away.