If you ever get the chance I highly recommend spending a week or so squatting in a flophouse. You can tell yourself you're doing it because it's a cheaper introspective vacation than backpacking through Europe. At the very least, it'll give you a renewed appreciation for running water: there's nothing quite like once again having a working toilet to shit in.
I got in with a group of guys that were participating in the 2006
National Film Challenge, a 48-hour-film competition where you're given a genre and some other required crap then you've got two days to pull it off. Here's the competition cut of the World's Largest Midgets entry, Spysville. Low-res on YouTube, but it gives you the idea.
Which of the following would be the best name for a mopey emo-pop band?
Postcards From Siena
A Tricky Situation
The Promise Incident
Chasing Our Ghosts
Glass Hearts Collide
Settling The Score
Let me know.