Category: Procrastination

15 years ago: Got out of the van and shut and locked the door—with my hand still inside.

8 years ago: Grabbed the hedge trimmer blade—while it was on.

This morning: Put my fingers in the bottom of the Braun hand mixer—about a half second after I’d pressed the ON button.

Surprisingly enough, the Braun hand-mixer beat out the hedge trimmer for doing the most damage, but I won’t go into details, except to say that it required medical intervention and PART OF ME GOT CUT OFF.

Okay, so I’m a big baby. It was just a little, tiny part, but it hurt like heck and it sure does make it hard to type right now.

So. Now I have an excuse for not ironing but dang, it turns out procrastinating isn’t as much fun when you’ve got a doctor’s permission.

And since I’m a little frazzled, I think I need a nice, soothing procrastination toy today. With that in mind, I present: JigsawLand.com.

You can choose from Easy, Intermediate, and Advanced (although the Advanced puzzles weren’t available today) and then sort the pieces to your heart’s content. You’ll know you’ve put them in the right spot because you’ll hear a nice “thwack!” when you do it.

Holy cow, is this Flapjack Game addictive or what?

The object is to get three in a row of the same color of pancake. Select pancakes with the spacebar and move them around with the left and right arrow keys. When you want to drop the pancake, hit the spacebar again.

If the pancakes have syrup or chips on them you get extra points for having them in the pile. The game ends once the pile reaches the top of the box, so don’t let the piles get too big!

Today’s procrastination joy is brought to you by my sis, who found it for me. Thanks, Sissy!

And what fun it is, too! You’ve got to hit five sheep with your tranquilizer dart, but if you shoot too soon you have to wait 3 seconds before you can shoot again.

The sheep make all sorts of fake starts, so be careful or you’ll end up like me:

Today’s procrastination joy is dedicated to all you cubicle serfs out there dreaming of the perfect wastepaper basket. It also marks the beginning of my summer vacation: I don’t have to drive anybody anywhere for A WHOLE WEEK.

No swim practices, no carpools, no appointments, no shopping lists and hopefully, no emergency driving. Hubby is on his own; the kids are on their own, and I plan to catch up on all those little projects that got lost during my 4 hours per day carpooling schedule.

But first…

How hard must it be to get at least three baskets in a row? If only I could turn off that dang fan!

Note: the audio on this game starts automatically, so I put the game behind the “Read the rest” link. If you’re in your cubicle, turn your volume down BEFORE you hit the link!

Continue reading “Time to do some paper tossing”

First, allow me to say that this is totally safe for work, despite those iffy little terms “nudist” and “trampolining” up there in the title. (And if I get banned in Ohio again, I guess I’ll know why.)

There are ten moves you can put our flabby little hippie through, including the “Tornado” and the “YMCA” (my favorite).

Here’s the “Lobster,” which may be in questionable taste, but hey! It’s 25 points!

Amazingly enough, that fig leaf doesn’t even flap in the breeze. It remains safely affixed even through the “Hedgehog.”

Push your keyboard buttons correctly and your hippie is carried up into Heaven, where he can bounce in the clouds. But get a little careless, and he’s flat on the ground with a little hippie cry.

And it’s such an easy game, too! See?

Via Digg.

No time to procrastinate today as a result of some interesting events I will tell you about later this week (unless I put it off, in which case I will tell you about it NEXT week).

Anyway, when it was time to get down to some serious time-wasting, I turned to this puzzle.

Don’t ask me what it’s about. I don’t understand it, except somehow I’m supposed to get all these little RayRay guys standing instead of doing those little RayRay hover squats.

There must be a trick of some sort, some way to figure out what patterns they stand in… but I couldn’t make it out except for once—a total accident the little RayRay guys celebrated by showing me their bellies and running away.

You smarties out there explain the strategy to me, because I’m giving up and going to bed.

Actually, I get stuck on a lot more than “why” in this game, leading me to conclude that my brain is now officially A Vestigal Organ, as in, “organs or structures remaining or surviving in a degenerate, atrophied, or imperfect condition or form, just like Bonnie’s brain.”

Well, how about that… I thought I posted this morning! Turns out I only SAVED it.

SAVED it from what, I don’t know, except maybe PUBLISHING.

There’ll be no procrastinating today, seeing as how it’s a national holiday and all. But I thought I’d share this with you… your very own custom fireworks display.

Happy Independence Day, everybody!

Via Dave Barry‘s Blog

Holy, moley, this is too good. I LOVE miniature golf!

This online version of your local putt putt has got it all: windmills, clowns, etc.

But watch out for Hole No. 18. That messed up my whole game!

EDITED TO ADD: WOW! Ed Fleming over at GristleDrip.com has a Mini Put Tutorial, complete with a little step-by-step narration on how to get a hole in one, every single time!

“Overkill? Absolutely!”