Coffee..

Hey..

Hello all my blog readers!!:D

So today I was reminded about my blog and how I hadn't posted anything in a while. So that got me thinking.. What could I possibly write a new post about?? And then I decided that a cup of coffee would be great!!:D so I'm posting about coffee. Well, coffee and warm beverages in general.

Okay so here at "Hey.. Industries" our warm beverage of preference is coffee. And why shouldn't it be? Coffee is both great tasting and a super pick me up for when you're having a slow day.

Our second choice would be "moffee". You might be wondering what this newfangled drink is. Fear not, I am here to enlighten you. "Moffee" (as it's been affectionately named by our interns) is a mixture of coffee and milo. This innovative mixture has the great chocolatey taste and texture of milo, with the added punch of an awesome cup of coffee.

Third drink on the list would be tea. That's right, a good old fashioned cuppa. Very often referred to as "a hug in a cup" tea has long been a favored warm beverage, and while it might not be the manliest of drinks, we can all admit that we've enjoyed a cup of rooibos every once in a while.

After our top three podium holders, the rest of them all sorta just jump into the kettle together. You've got your lattes, your frappes and all the other extremely femininely named drinks I can't actually think of, pronounce or spell for that matter.

Been great letting you guys in on the comings and goings of the hot beverage side of "Hey.. Industries".

Until next time
Shaun Gunton.

I'm back!!

Hey..

I'm back!!! Yes, after a 5 month long writers block, I have decided to push through and let the world, or at least a small part of it, take another glimpse into my writing mind.

So, letting you in on some of the things that happened in my life since my last post, uhm.. I passed grade 11, so I'm in matric now, so keen for school to end! I became a prefect, so I get to discipline kids at school, I got an iPhone 5, which is what I'm using to write this post, yes that's right, I can now blog on the go!! \o/ Oh, and I went on Eurotour, which, coincidentally is what this post is gonna be about.

Okay so first off, if you enjoy driving and a car is your main form of transportation, don't live in Amsterdam!! If you don't own a bicycle, and you're in Amsterdam, you're immediately viewed as a part of the population of  the world that sort of just exists and steals air while making our planet a worse place to be. Their road system, if you're not on a bicycle, is designed with only one intention, to put an end to your life. So what I'm trying to say is, don't go to Amsterdam. Well you know, unless you're into legal marijuana and all that stuff, but then you're at risk of death. Don't say I didn't warn you though.

Second thing, Germany is brilliant. The Automuseum is brilliant. Moving on.

Third thing, Paris is completely over-rated. It's a rather dirty city, in almost every aspect of the word, the Eiffel Tower, however, is an amazing piece of architecture and if you get a chance to go see it, take it!! But then go to London or Germany, coz they're just better.

Lastly, Europe as a whole is a great place, would I live there? Unless I was in Scotland or northern London, probably not. In my opinion, South Africa, with it's many many flaws and politicians and crime and what not, is definitely one of the best countries in the world and if you're thinking of leaving and going to, well anywhere, I would suggest you think that decision through very very seriously.

Anyway, that's all for now. My next post will be soon though, promise:)

Cheers

The Trouble with 'Overseas'

HEY..

So I realise I haven't blogged in.. well.. a while and I apolagise.

Okay so filling you in on recent events, I have a new keyboard (pictured right) which Dylan Kuhlenthal bought me because my old one.. well it was old.
I now also have girlfriend! Yes, me! Which brings us to the topic of this post, which, was suggested by Brandon Townsend.

Hayley, my girlfriend, (you have no idea how much satisfaction saying that brings to a person.. unless you have a girlfriend) lives in 'Australia'. Now you're probably wondering what the inverted commas are for. Yeah she doesn't actually live that far away. She lives in Kidds Beach. Which is still pretty far if you think about it. Have you ever tried walking to Kidds Beach!? If you have you should be in a mental institute coz thats just crazy. Unless you live like a minute away from it.. in which case it would probably not be so bad..

Yeah unfortunately my brain is pretty off right now so thats all I got..

Cheers

An Ideal World..

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So I'm in AutoCad at the moment at school (yes.. the subject is named after the program), and I've finished drawing my ying yang sign thing (shown left, done on paint) so now I'm blogging.

This morning when I got to school I wanted to buy some cheap sweets from the vending machines but  I was 30 cents short so I was like, in an ideal world I'd have that money.. Which brings us to this blog.

So there are a few things that would be different in an ideal world. Firstly, there would be absolutely no self confidence issues and you'd just be able to speak to everyone.

Secondly, when you went to a restaurant the food you see coming towards you would be yours, not the persons next to you..

Thirdly, you'd never be short on cash (well little amounts, like 30 cents..)

Fourth, if you wanted to stay home coz you were feeling sick, you'd get to stay home.

Fifth, when standing in lines at shopping centers, the line you're standing in would move the fastest.

And now what I would classify as the most important point, all those brilliant ideas you have? Yeah in an ideal world you'd actually have the energy and will power to pull them off.

Once again this was brought to you by Shaun Gunton.

Cheers

A Project from Hell..

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Before I start this post I would just like to make it clear that this topic was not my own choice. Apparently my turtle post didn't count so this is the second topic I was given. One last thing, no I don't need psychological help (refer to post 'No.. I'm not schizophrenic'). I now begin my post..

I'm gonna start off by giving my definition of a project from hell. I see this as being given a task to do which is deemed impossible by society, examples of this would be things like assassinating a president or getting 100% for a science exam in high school.. these things just aren't done. Okay so I'm gonna say what I would do if faced with one of these situations.. and since i have no hope of getting one hundred percent for anything, I'm gonna go with the assassination route (again I'm not demented, I've just read a lot of crime and investigation books and watched a few movies)

So first thing I'd do is get a knife. But like a proper knife (They make less noise and leave no bullets which can be traced). I'd then find out where the president was situated (and no I would not do it while he was giving a speech because then the whole world would see it and that would just be stupid) hopefully he would be staying in hotel (contrary to popular belief hotel security isn't that difficult to crack once you've figured out workers shifts and stuff). I would then go and buy a suit (if you're going to assassinate a president, do it while looking classy) and check in to the room directly underneath his (no, you don't check in to the one next door, that makes you the prime suspect) and I'd wait till he goes out for his presidential duties and stuff. Once he has left the hotel completely I would take a casual stroll around looking for the head of securities office (cameras are always situated there), check when the guards change shift and then I'd run in and, using the technical skills of Dylan Kuhlenthal (hey look I found a way to put you in) would make the cameras repeat the events of today and then I would continue about my business. The next day, however, the president would once again leave the hotel and I would go into his room and hide in his shower. He would get back from a hard days work and immediately want to wash off, guess where hes gonna do that? Yeah the shower.. Sept he's not getting cleaned hes getting his throat slit by a master assassin.

Hope you enjoyed that (try imagine it as the pinnacle scene in a movie) I really hope I dont get pulled into court or anything when some official dude reads this. But if they do, tighten up hotel security.

This post was brought to you by Shaun Gunton.

Last thing, for Dane Smith

 There's a picture.

Challenge Accepted..

Hey..

I've started a blog war.. with a girl named Bianca Brown (feel honored Miss Brown.. only the elite make it into my blog) and she was saying how my posts have no point so i told her to give me a topic and I'd wright on that. The topic she gave me was a turtle climbing a telephone pole.. so here it is, told in the form of a story.

So there was turtle, and his name was Sheldon. Now Sheldon had been an under achieving turtle his entire life (he's 2 years old). His parents were always saying he should be more like his brother, Terrance (yes I named the turtle Terrance), who was top in class and everything (I know turtles don't go to school but it's a story okay? Bare with me), he was the best sportsman the school had seen in over 5 years and held the record for the 100m sprint (31 minutes and 2 seconds). Sheldon was none of these things. He was bottom of the class in every subject, didn't do sport at all and definitely didn't run. He was told every day though to be more like Terrance, which (on paper) seemed impossible.

Now, although Terrance was the best at almost everything, there was one achievement he had not completed and this haunted him constantly.
It was said that the 'Chosen One', the turtle who would go down in history and be remembered forever, would be the turtle who climbed 'The Pole' (it was a 10 meter high telephone pole) (yes I know turtles don't climb but that was the poor topic I was given). Terrance longed for the title of  'Chosen One' but try as he might he just couldn't climb the pole.. This gave Sheldon an idea, he was finally going to put all the "Why can't you be more like your brother?" chirps to bed for good. He had formulated a plan and that night, while all the turtles in Rapid City were asleep, he quietly walked to 'The Pole' and started climbing. He climbed up 1 meter, then fell.. He got up again though and climbed up 1 and a half meters.. then fell again. At this point he was exhausted so he fetched a liter of petrol and set the pole alight! (That's an example of anti-climax, and I bet none of you predicted that ending)

If there's one thing we strive for here at Hey.. industries (registered trademark) its unpredictability.
Thank you very much for visiting, call again soon (insert creepy air hostess smile)

This blog is brought to you by Shaun Gunton.

Nothing to Blog About

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Today is Saturday, and I'm at my cousins house with him and his girlfriend. They're quite cool.. and they asked me to post something on my blog (this is turning out to be more difficult than I had originally thought it would be.. the space bar on my cousins keyboard doesn't work). Since I had absolutely nothing to blog about, I thought I'd just blog about that (also pretty difficult..)

So while typing this out (a long and tedious process) my cousin suggested I say something about the word 'blog'.. It's quite a weird word phonetically.. like a mixture of bog and log (not a great combination) these words should be stirring your mind to an activity often referred to as 'dropping the kids off at the pool' (that statement comes directly from the mouth of Brandon Townsend) or if you're referring to a 'pre-blog', prairie dogging. It could also describe the noise a stone makes when it hits the water, but it has to be a big stone! If you wanted to use the word blog in the world of food, it would be a dish best served cold with potatoes.. but it would be something like haggis is to the Scotts, except obviously it would come from Croatia (me and Adam Ball are taking over that country pretty soon..) and have a humus-y texture. It would also smell like mothballs and egg salad.

I guess we can be pretty thankful that the word blog actually only means some writing on the internet.
I I now have to leave my cousins house before I get left here for the rest of the winter and starve..

Cheers.