Thamior’s BlogGlog

Ok, I have found some interesting terms that are used in marketing and can be turned into really really lame jokes/brain teasers. But first, you need to know....

Containerisation: Putting goods in boxes or trailers that are easy to transer beween two transpotation modes. (Kotler et al, 2007)

Here they are:

If you have a mummy aeroplane and a daddy truck, what is thier offspring called?

An airtruck .... Hahaha

What describes the use of rail and trucks?

Piggyback ..... Hehehe

If you have a mummy water transporter and a daddy truck, what is thier child called?

A fishyback .... Huh?

A trainship is?

The use of rail and water together!!! .... HeHaw

HaHaHa, now wasn't that funny. I am soooo good at making lame jokes (and so is marketing).

I am dissapointed.

My life never seems fun anymore. I have too many memories of 'fun times' which I often recollect and which make me depressed as I will never have them again. I know this, because it is almost impossible:

• No more high school (I miss all years except year 12)
• people moving away
• people ***** (its not what you think, Marie, I just don’t want to spoil confidentiality)
• not being able to find anybody at uni
• different courses

On the other hand, good things are happening. Fencing is going well, although I still suck at it largely because I forget how tall I am, I should be able hit others when they are almost 2 meters way! - I just need to get my distance right. I has been suggested that we should do a classical fencing event, in which we make our own swords, and then fight.

I am also making a couple new friends, although the ties are pretty strenuous. Then again, I have just been invited to a Masquerade Ball which should be fun (it was a pretty nice invite too - very professional). This of course, is only after I have spent hours listening to them talking and arranging the 21st birthday party. Ahh well, I'm just glad that the friendship/knowing each other will continue after exams.

Unfortunately, I still regret many missed opportunities, more each and every day. I should really learn to make better decisions.

Enough procrastination.... Buy

Hello,

I am back, I had something interesting to say, but I have forgotten. Ahh yes... I just watched the following clips on Teoh's blog, and, unlike Marco, they really really scare me and upset me, although they are amusing at the same time. Perhaps part of the scary side is the fact that they are actually amusing, albeit in a terrible way.

Hello all or none,

I have been busy trying to put a music player on this blog and I have finally achieved this. The fact that I spent so much time doing so (and reading Harry Potter) rather than focusing on completing the 5 assignments I have due in the next couple of weeks or studying for my exams which will appear soon is a testament to the fact that this blog might actually work.

Anyway, here is the poem as promised (btw, the symbols in the 12th line must be read out individually -- do not skip!):

Ogga Booga

Ogga booga

I am a Fooga

But what execute I accomplish?

When the moon goes down

I crawl through the yarn

Of the great cat in the sky

I come from the land

Of peanuts and jam

Where cows flies

And crows die

I live in a house of lamb

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At a particular time

When you have risen to sleep

I come in my jeep

To say nightie-night to you

I then greet the worm

The great conqueror worm

Yet I never once mention Griet

Yes, I know that many of the lines reference other literature, why not. They add to the non-sensical charm of the poem. Enjoy!

P.S. Be sure to comment, if you don't, I shall make YOU into a poem Bwah ha ha (if you want to be made into a poem anyway comment and let me know, I will be almost sure to comply).

Hehe, I made my blog black which I shall use until I get bored of it. Anyway, this means that due to a clever mistake, there is not really a secret secret in my previous post, you will not need much luck in finding it so you have my permission.

Anyway, to the title we shall go. Today, it was my Not Birthday Day. Yep, you guessed it (or not) I have a fake birthday to inspire everyone to take up celebrations of thier own. Anyway, I received a birthday email from the helpful Wizards Community, which I hardly ever visit since they made it so that you have to login and pay to view stuff. I much prefered the magazines. Anyway, I celebrated my Not Birthday by finding the following video yesterday.

Fantastic isn't it! I can both forget that I have a Not Birthday and celebrate it a day previous to it. Anyway, video, if it works (it fits in with my marketing assignment):

So thats it for today, please comment so that I dont feel lonely on my Not Birthday (which coincidentally is the day that I created this blog and made a another Not Birthday to celebrate when it does not come).

Stay tuned for tommorrow I shall release one of my newest and most interesting poems to-date.

HAPPY NOT BIRTHDAY DAY TO ME!!! ! ! ! ! !!1!!!! ! !!! 1 !1!!! ! !! !

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Greatings and Salutations,

This is basically by 4th or 5th attempt at creating a blog, all the others failed miserably, with myself only posting one or two bloggy thingys. Anyway, im hoping for more luck with this bloggy blogblog.

So without futher ado, let me introduce:

Thamior's BlogGlog

Hopefully this one will last longer than the previous few, but if it doesn't, it will possibly be a quick death, followed by an attempted ressurection which will possibly fail horribly and create a xombie blog.... need brains .... to eat that is ..........

Ok,

END/FINI