Some of us don’t have the luxury of having a large home to spend the quarantine in. Some of us don’t have the tactile ability to entertain ourselves with video games. Some of us don’t have the disposable income to splurge on an electronic horse race kit. Some of us don’t have the pure square footage to even do a push-up for a group chat. And lastly, some of us don’t have friends/podcast co-hosts with the ability to make eye contact or separate themselves from the world of satire they’ve tainted their mind in.
Luckily, I’ve found a series of activities for that select group of folks that really help pass the time and keep the mind sharp as a tack.
While most interests require “equipment” or “items”, Wall Stare just needs a wall. Most non-West Virginia homes typically have 4, making this an inclusive endeavor. The rules of Wall Stare are also quite simple, as the instructions are also the title of the game.
I noticed after about 48 minutes, my eggshell wall was actually more of a Stone White, the exact color of my late grandfather's Jeep Wrangler, the very one I sold for the broker fee and security deposit for this 105 square foot prison.
My current high score is 123 minutes, the exact length of the 2008 film, Slumdog Millionaire!
Go in Your Secret Room
As a private person, I don’t want to share what’s behind this trapezoidal door.
I love going in this room.
Ceiling Hidden Pictures
While having a ceiling that looks like spilt cottage cheese may not be “in” or “appealing”, it makes for a great mind sharpening exercise. It’s amazing that if one stares long enough, highly detailed pictures start to leap out, plain as day.
Some may see butterflies, clouds, or flowers. After only 45-50 minutes of staring, I realized that my ceiling made a spitting image of my parents!
I had a really bad losing streak from 1992-2019. Never could catch a break, whether it was sports, academia, or relationships. But after that quick 26 years passed, I realized that in order to win, I need to stack the deck. This game doesn’t have to be a literal small sink, just something you know you can win. I’m currently 11-0.
I created sit as a time to relax and reminisce of times from the past, like the time you had your first kiss at the Benwood Pool, then immediately see the girl walk over and take a moist 5 dollar bill from your laughing classmates, realizing she only did it as a bet.
I actually hate sit.
Not a single person has checked in on me.