Entriggering traps for a gross gang of ghost types who later are packed in a cast iron trunk.

Yak shaving is doing something in order to do something in order to do something in order to do something.

Possibly the second-greatest act of yak shaving in history was Don Knuth temporarily stopping work on his magnum opus The Art of Computer Programming in order to write something to do better typesetting for it. Eight years later, he released T_EX. Then he resumed work on the book.

(The greatest, of course, would be Ken and Dennis and that operating system they put together to run their Space War game on.)

1. I want to get last week's B-Movie pics up.
2. So I need to run them through my photo scripts, which save remarkable amounts of faffing about since there's about ninety shots there.
3. The scripts aren't on the install of Breezy on my laptop, so I need to get them off red, my desktop.
4. Which has been switched off for the last two months, waiting for me to install the PCI wifi card.
5. So before switching it on, I should install the card.
6. But first I need to get all the stuff off the top of it, so I can get the top off.
7. But just putting it on the bed means it'll get put somewhere else later, probably back in the same spot. So it needs to be sorted and cleaned up properly.
8. But there's hardly anywhere to put stuff, so we need storage things from the likes of Ikea and Homebase and especially Muji (solutions for people as rich as Americans who nevertheless live in tiny boxes in the sky in Toyko) to release this house's inner Tardis.

The tricky part is to spot where preparedness has turned into procrastination (steps 5 and 7 in the above). And I'm not Don Knuth and neither are you. So I've just switched red back on.