So I’ve been busy this past week at work. Never had that amount of tasks served to me before. Been assisting a fellow employee with a spyware problem (IE can be the biggest pain in the ass!), rolling out a sale on the PinoyDVD Online Store, and doing some CSS/HTML/PHP/Photoshop Kung Fu on the PinoyDVD Forum. I usually visit my regular interweb hangouts at work, but with all the tasks this week, I just didn’t have the time to dick around yUPieLBi, Newsarama, Digg, and The Man Blog Forum at work. And I’m online from 9 am to 6 pm! At home, the communal PC is always occupied by any one of my three siblings during weeknights. So what does a surf-hungry dude do to get his daily fix of interwebs dickery? Be Smart.

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Holy mother of stinkin’ crap! I’ve blog for the past five days like I’ve never blogged before! In less than five days, I’ve posted ten blog entries (including this one) with topics ranging from blogging to TV network hijacking by a dude wearing a Max Headroom mask. Is Baddie insane, a blog addict, or just hungry for additional cash? You decide!

What have I learned from this blogathon?

I learned that taking “mind notes” of certain topics you want to blog about in the future may come in handy, provided you remember said notes. In my case, out of probably a dozen topics I have thought of before, I managed to blog about one of them. Now I know what pens and paper are for.

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We all know the eight rules of Fight Club, right? What if I tell you that there’s more than eight? Your mind. It’s just been, you know, blown. Before I reveal the rest of the rules to you, let me refresh your memory on the first eight:

1. You do not talk about Fight Club.
2. You do not talk about Fight Club.
3. If someone says stop, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over.
4. Two guys to a fight.
5. One fight at a time.
6. No shirts, no shoes.
7. Fights will go on as long as they have to.
8. If this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.

And now, with the risk of Mr. Durden punching my face and kicking my balls, I present to you the rejected rules of Fight Club:

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The Doomsday Clock is a symbolic clockface maintained since 1947 by the Board of Directors of the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists at the University of Chicago. It uses the analogy of the human race being at a time that is a ‘few minutes to midnight’ where midnight represents destruction by nuclear war. The clock has appeared on the cover of each issue of the Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists since its introduction.

It’s nice to know someone’s keeping tabs and anticipating the end of mankind through nuclear war, huh? And it’s pretty comforting that on Januray 17, 2007, the clock will be advanced to be closer to midnight. Whooptifreakin’doo.

Makes you wonder, what if those atomic pricks play a prank on us? You know, just for fun, they’ll move the clock to a minute to midnight to freak out everyone. It’ll be fun to see people act like the Apocalypse will be a week from Tuesday. Last ditch effort for virgins to get laid. Kill people you’ve always wanted to kill. Plastic Surgery in San Diego would be for naught for the 619 fuglies, eh?

You know what would be more fun than the Doomsday Clock? A Personal Doomsday Clock.

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I hate dogs. I hate how they smell, how they bark, and how they leave their crap all over the carpet. I have such disdain for dogs that I can say with full conviction that they suck.

You’re damn right, you do. Bitch. Though I don’t mind if your owner does. Huzzah!

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