Applied science

It´s the 20th of October and I´m rummaging through some leftover Post-Its scattered over my desk at the office.
On one of them, a very poorly-drawn Dr. Fate is warning me I have up until the 31st to submit the Introduction to this Monograph I´m supposed to be writing as a requirement for my MBA accreditation-- which I´d completely forgotten about so far.

"Ten Days?! Jesus Christ!," I exclaim aloud to myself. "I could probably come up with my own space-program and terraform goddamn Mars in ten days!"
Then I make a bet with myself that I can get it done in less than two hours.

"And this is...," I smile, crack my knuckles against one another and whistle the opening lines to the Jackass theme song, "Extreme monograph!"