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Pets often make their needs quite obvious if you "forget" to take care of them. When my dog wants something from me, he won't leave me alone until I figure out what it is.
They can also be immediately rewarding and stay that way. I wouldn't necessarily recommend a goldfish, but if you're already an animal lover it's hard to become bored with a dog or cat.
Ten-year-old me had an objection to the idea of "willpower" on principle. Obviously, "Willpower" is the process by which people get themselves to do unpleasant things. I don't want to do unpleasant things. Therefore, having as little Willpower as possible will minimize the unpleasant things I end up doing.
Another way I've found myself with a lack of ability to motivate myself seems related to the post's original thesis. Up until I finally graduated college, my typical use of "willpower"-based motivation would be to do something I'd rather not have to do (usually homework) in order to avoid consequences that were supposed to be worse than doing the unpleasant thing. Unfortunately, this led to a bad feedback loop. My brain would predict that homework would be less fun than video games, I'd do it anyway, it would indeed be less fun than video games, and the lesson my brain would learn would be "pay less attention to that voice screaming that undone homework leads to doom" instead of "good, we successfully avoided the problem of undone homework". Eventually, doing homework became so aversive that I actually did stop caring about what might happen if I stopped doing it...
I donated $100. I'm fairly income-constrained at the moment so I'd be nervous about donating more.
2That might be okay. But I reserve the right to refuse to treat any possible "mind" that does not participate in the arrow of time as though it did not exist.
A while back, I decided that any theory of cosmology that implies that I'm a Boltzmann brain is almost certainly wrong.
Something like that!
I've heard that, in Las Vegas, if you put yourself on the government's "compulsive gambler" list, you can still walk into any casino, give them your money, and place a bet - the only difference being that, if you happen to win, the casino keeps your money as if you had lost.
I think it should work the other way around, making it the casino's responsibility to avoid accepting bets from self-proclaimed problem gamblers - if you're on the list and the casino doesn't stop you from betting, the casino has to give you back any money you lose.
It's also trivial to make a perpetual motion machine with Portal portals. Just have a portal in the floor that teleports you to the ceiling directly above it, then drop a ball into it. It'll fall forever, accelerating until it hits terminal velocity (at which point all the gravitational potential energy goes to heating the air it falls through).
If you don't want to just throw out conservation of energy, using a portal to "lift" things would have to take the same amount of energy as lifting it through normal space does.
Sometimes I remember having had the thought "this is a dream" while dreaming, but doing that doesn't really give me any extra "conscious" control over what happens - all it does is let me "decide" to wake up.
Yeah, except that sometimes I'm weirdly insensitive to punishments and other threats. For some reason, my brain often (mistakenly?) concludes that doing the thing that would let me avoid the punishment is impossible, and I just shut down completely instead of trying to comply.
As I once wrote before:
Also, the "worse consequences" were often projected to happen years in the future: you need good grades to get into a good college and then get a good job, etc. The fear of being homeless years in the future when your money runs out isn't really all that great when the "good" future you can imagine for yourself doesn't seem very appealing either - the idea of having a full-time job horrified ten-year-old me for various reasons, and I never really managed to get over that, to the point where I never did manage to get and keep a "real" job after college. There were years I lived with the constant worry that my parents might one day decide to stop supporting me financially and kick me out of their house...