Taking a break - from the computer

Oh, this is an interesting comment I got from my friend Bob Kaku. The thing he needs a break from is his computer, and this is something I'm sure many of us bleary-eyed computer users can relate to.
Bob Kaku: Taking a break for me means taking my eyes away from the computer monitor. I’m an IT worker, which means I spent about 95% of my workday in front of a computer. It’s gotten worse. Face-to-face meetings, even with people on the same campus, have been replaced with virtual meetings where we’re staring at the monitor and talking into a speakerphone. While I enjoy writing, it also means my evening hours in front of the computer.
I don’t want to think about all the electron particles and radiated waves that are bombarding my eyes. Oh God help!
To take a break from this, I go get a cup of tea. But I don't do that frequently enough. I tell myself to take a break every hour or so. I've even set an alarm on my computer to flash a reminder. But that doesn't work that well, because sometimes I'm right in the middle of concentrating on something, and I just hit the Dismiss button. It's the same with writing. I don't want to lose my train of thought. Alas, it's a hopeless battle. :-)

I can relate to Bob on this one - and what I find myself doing is getting up and running to the washroom when I don't really need to. Or is that more than you wanted to know?
With that in mind, here is my thought/question of the day. Do you do what you can to save your eyes in this electronic age? If you decided to get your eyes unglued from the computer regularly, how would you do it?

comfortable as a band geek

Recently I was called a geek, and while I have mixed feelings about that, today I proved that I am another kind of geek. I am a certified and proud-to-be-one official Band Geek.
I went to a VSO concert tonight - that's Vancouver Symphony Orchestra, and they played one of my favorite compositions of all time - George Gershwin's Rhapsody In Blue. It was phonemenal. Back when I was in high school I played that, some parts better than other, and not much of it up to speed. So watching the pianist took my breath away, and listening to the orchestra accompanying the soloist, who was also the conductor,left me speechless. Aside from the fact that you're not allowed to talk during a concert. But if we would have been allowed, I would have been speechless.
Besides the mass talent, I was also awed that they had six string basses.
Six.
Yes, I snuck in some photos.
I wonder, if Hollywood buys my next book to make a movie, maybe I can run away and join the orchestra with my bass...
Nah...
Maybe...
Yes. I could do that.
After all, I'm comfortable as a band geek.
My question for the thought of the day. If you could run away to follow a dream and be comfortable at it, what would you do?