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Way out… In fact, not even there! There’s been some sort of mix up with the female lead (yeah, even in commercials. Though I was hoping they’d just do what they do with B-grade Hollywood movies and hire a retired Adult Movie actress… alas, not in Malaysia. But it would make the ice-cream ads so much more interesting…) so the shoot has been pushed back… for who knows how long. Oh well. So no South Africa for now. Which is a shame. But thanks for all the comments and advice, I’m sure it’ll come in handy eventually (especially the loose change comment from hamid… and congrats on the graduation, man!). Gizmo says thanks (or rather, “woof”) for all the nice comments too (if you want him, I’m taking bids… he ate through my mouse cable the other day… my brand new Razer Krait gaming mouse. BAD DOG).

I’m not usually known for blatant promotion (hang on, I worked in ntv7, or COURSE I am), but I do have to mention a restaurant that’s been recently opened by two very close friends. Ladies and gentlemen, if you do not check out Relish, the latest, greatest food sensation to hit KL, then you are not worthy (not not worthy of anything in particular, but just in general). If you’re looking for a nice, laid back evening out, Relish is the place to go. And since I am a lazy (but fantastic) cook, I tend to pop down there for some of their “mouth wateringly wonderful and totally delicious burgers” (I’m being paid by the word here – joking, joking). By the way, Relish is KL’s first gourmet burger joint with gourmet food, but less than gourmet prices, so hop on down (and they gave me a T-shirt!).

Anyways, enough of that. I will be sure to blog more this week, since I’ll be rather free (and not, oh, I don’t know, going to SOUTH AFRICA, for example), so expect updates on projects, my fitness routine, and some far more interesting stuff which I have yet to make up.

Hola!
WillQ.

A lot of people have asked to see a picture of Gizmo (the incontinent, now 4 month old pekingese that supposedly makes my house a “home”, but in reality, makes my place a dump, but anyway…). I decided I would answer those demands. Voila.

A few pieces of news (I hate this shopping list blogging, ie. this is going on, that is happening, etc, but this stuff is kinda interesting…) – first, I’m starting this big “sold my soul to the devil” type workout thing, where I’ll be getting fit in the public eye. I’m getting trained at Fitness First, and you can see the results every month or so in the Malay Mail. The “before” pic is coming out this weekend. Should be horrible to the max. Errrgh. But the end result should be… less horrible, if not totally buff and gorgeous (hey, we can all dream… and I’m getting pro help here). I’ll be reprinting all the articles, and adding extra details on the site. So, fingers and biceps crossed.

Second, I’m off to South Africa for the first time ever (for work) in a week or so. Should be quite an experience. Expect photos (if I can be arsed to take them) of the Animal Planet and National Geographic variety. And, if you’re a close friend, something vaguely tribal and inexpensive, carved out of wood, or dung, or whatever. Any South African readers, feel free to gimme a yell and tell me what’s fun in South Africa. If I do not meet at least one person who has an “!” in their name, I will be a very disappointed man.

Woof!
WillQ.

So, the summer is well and truly over, and all my friends (ie. Rachel) who came down on summer break are off again, back to frigid places of learning. To celebrate her imminent departure, we had a very unhealthy indian lunch at Raju’s in PJ, which is so good that, when another restaurant with cheaper prices opened next door, Raju’s put up signs saying “We do not care if our competitors charge less. They just know how much their food is really worth”, which was funny both because it was so well written, something you don’t expect in a restaurant like that, and also because they actually spent money getting these signs made, signs which plenty of people probably don’t read, and which fewer will understand. Ah well, the vicious cut and thrust of business.

While discussing (as we always do over banana leaf) all things varied, we decided that the concept of Buddhist Extremists was immensely funny. Imagine frothing loonies in orange robes pointing a gun at you and threatening to kill you in the name of “peace and enlightenment”. Still, when you consider what the frothing loonies out there right now are fighting for, it’s not that much of a stretch for the imagination.

I’m sure that my Buddhist friends will gut me (peacefully, however) for saying this and not getting the fact that Buddha is not a god (becuse he isn’t, apparently), but I still think he is a very underused deity. The Hindu gods are turned into statues, and decorate countless temples, palaces and taxis. Everyone has a “Jesus Loves Me” car sticker, and the West has even turned their deity into a swear word. Oh, and Allah had those cartoons. But Buddha…

Rachel however has corrected me, reminding me of the countless hundreds of buddhas all over South East Asia, including a giant one, a reclining one, and one which sings “Auld Lang Syne” while rotating slowly (in Thailand somewhere, I think). And Lillian Too has an assembly line of Buddha manufacture, creating hundreds of thousands of Buddhas in all shapes and sizes which do everything from bringing luck and wealth to curing pimples and training your dog to wee on newspaper. However, I still think there’s room for “Buddha Loves Mee” car stickers, with a cute fat Buddha eating noodles, or something like that.

So, how did all this blasphemous talk begin? Somewhere between Rachel asking me to pass the mutton curry, and me bringing up the Taoist Rebels in Nepal.

What? Maoist? Not Taoist?

Ok, ok. MAO-ist.

I got it already.

Stop laughing, everyone in Raju’s is looking.

Oh my god, is that mutton curry coming out of your nose?

Fin.
WillQ.

P.S. – Rachel later corrected my spelling of Mao (”it’s not Mau, dumbass…”). Thanks Rachel :P