I like breaking down boxes. A nice box cutter and a bunch of boxes that need to be made flat can help dissipate my crankiness. Years ago, after a satisfying session in the store room as I worked though a bug in my head, I mentioned this to a coworker at a job. He looked baffled. Another colleague came up and we bonded over the idea of constructive destruction.

Last week, I was in a black mood, breaking down the debris of Amazon packages, and was reminded of this episode. Some times I just want to burn the world down. I suspect everyone has these feelings. Channeling them into improving my environment is better than the many other ways I could handle them.

Unrelated, a few nights ago, I was watching cartoons with my husband. J'onn J'onzz reached into an evil robot's head and pulled out a fistful of wires. The robot's behavior changed as it died. J'onn looked satisfied. A few minutes later, he admitted to Superman that he was having a good time wreaking havoc.

And that was the moment I realized I wanted to make something new for OSHPark's post-Maker-Faire Bring-a-Hack dinner. This was far more joyful that it sounds. I haven't been wanting to do anything technical lately. Work is currently boring. Writing has been fraught. The podcast can be fun but occasionally feels chore-like. When I dig a hole of unhappy busyness, I try to make it both deep and wide.

Now, through, I have an idea for a personal project. It should be a quick build, as much craft as code, but the possibility of amusement is high.