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.