Johann Hari has written up his experience with Provigil, a “smart drug” that increases memory and concentration.
I’m not much for wearing t-shirts with messages anymore, but I did get a kick out of this shirt:
Seth Stevenson writes a humorous letter to a young procrastinator from a veteran slacker. Excerpt:
The root cause of my procrastination, in technical terms, is this: I’m lazy. Extremely lazy.
Don’t judge, pal—you’re lazy, too. It’s why you procrastinate. When there’s a difficult, disagreeable, or tedious chore that needs to get done, guess what? You don’t want to do it. So you don’t. Until you have to.
It’s just that simple, my slothful friend. And guess what else? The trick to overcoming procrastination is even simpler. Ready? Here it is:
Get off your fat badonk and stop procrastinating. Right now. No, not after the Gilmore Girls rerun ends. Now now.
Will you do this? No. You will not. You will dabble at the crossword for a while. Later, you might get a yogurt. Eventually, you’ll start reading pointless crap on the Internet. You see, you’re doing it as we speak! Because: You are lazy.
Understand that this will never, ever change. You will always be lazy, and you will always procrastinate.
An unsanitised history of washing is more interesting than it sounds. I’ve never thought of cleanliness as being inherently cultural until now.
If you’re nervous about investing in stocks directly, or you don’t know where to start in mutual funds, here is a nice overview of the “only 7 investments you need.”
Lots of great ideas on how to live greener, from turning off your computer at night to taking a shower with your spouse.
One thing they neglected to mention, which I’ve done for years now, is use handkerchiefs instead of tissues. I used to think handkerchiefs were gross. Now I think tissues are gross. Anyway, by my calculation, I’ve saved about 4,000 tissues from nose death in the last two years. That’s 30 fewer boxes of tissues.
For some reason that makes me happy.