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November 30th, 2008

I could have danced…

Posted by WillQ in Rambles

It’s been a great year, but all good things come to an end.

If you tune into the Red Breakfast tomorrow, you won’t be hearing what you usually hear. No vaguely British sounding fella unleashing scathingly backhanded comments about things in the paper. No slightly American dulcet toned lady berating the public for their lack of civic mindedness. No weird couple decrying the complete lack of tasteful Christmas trees, affordable rice, and sexy people in malls.

That’s right, we’ve closed the show. The Red Breakfast with Shaz and Will is officially over.

No, we’re not in Kamunting, eating eggs and Pedigree. No, we’ve not been fired for sexually harassing clergy. And no, we didn’t swear on air (although you wouldn’t believe how much we swore OFF air).

But there were a few issues here and there on both sides. Partly the fact that whoever is on won’t have to (or get paid to) do a sponsor blurb every 5 minutes. Partly the fact that Christmas leave doesn’t seem very sacrosanct to some people. Partly because you can only wake up at 4.30am every morning for so long before you decide to go slightly postal!

And partly because it was just the right time to do so. So don’t cry. Don’t lament. Don’t send vicious letters of complaint to the station threatening violence and damnation, etc (altho, if you really want to, I won’t stop you!). And don’t stop questioning what you read in the paper, what you hear on the news, what you’re promised by your MP, and what your boss tells you. Because, even though you won’t hear us, we still will be!

All… night.
WillQ.

November 26th, 2008

We suck young blood…

Posted by WillQ in Ooh I didn't know that!

This is what nocturnal Google searches turn up.

There have also been sporadic reports of modern-day vampires on the loose in Liverpool, England. In February 1983, a young single mum living in a bedsit in Lodge Lane with her eight-month-old baby had the feeling that she was being watched. She was not the superstitious or paranoid type, but from the day she moved into the bedsit, she had the horrible sensation of being observed by someone or something next door, especially at night. In the end, the edgy electric atmosphere in the bedsit became so intense that the woman went to Wavertree Road police station and told a bemused constable about the interminable feeling about being watched in the spooky flat. The policeman said there was nothing he could do, but the girl began to sob, and she hysterically begged him to send an officer to the flat adjacent to her bedsit, for she felt as if the place was ‘radiating evilness’. To calm her down the police officer promised he’d send someone around to look into the matter.

That night at 10 p.m., the young woman was watching News At Ten to take her mind off the eerie predicament, when she was startled to hear loud thumps coming from the flat next door. She looked out the window and saw a police car down below in the street. Then she realised that the police had responded to her plea, and were inspecting the next-door flat. They had been the source of the banging noises. She put her ear to the wall and was relieved to hear the strains of a policeman’s radio blurting out.

The police later revealed to her what they had found in the flat next door, and the revelation resulted in the girl packing her bags. After they had broken into the flat, the two policemen saw that the previous occupier had painted all of the walls black. These walls were dotted with mysterious pentagrams and other occult symbols. In the middle of the floor there was a coffin, that looked over a hundred years old. It had probably been stolen from a tomb in a local graveyard, but it was empty and there were no traces of the corpse it had contained. The nameplate was too rusted to be identifiable. Next to the coffin was a mysterious book entitled The Book of Shadows and next to this book was an empty milk bottle – which contained a small amount of human clotted blood.

No one in the street could remember who the occupier of that flat was, and he or she never returned, but even the hard-boiled streetwise policemen said they experienced an icy chill in the flat. The young mum left that night and went to stay with her auntie on the Wirral.

According to ongoing reports, there is a vampire-like being still at large in the Lodge Lane area of Liverpool. In June 1997, a man whose bedsit is directly under the black-walled flat where the coffin was found, awoke at 2 am one morning to see a bloodshot eye looking down at him from a hole in the ceiling. The man shouted out and the eye moved away from the hole. At first light, the man went upstairs to the flat and hammered on the door to have words with the peeping tom, but the flat was empty. An elderly neighbour told the man that for as long as she could remember, the unnocupied flat had had a spooky atmosphere and no one had lived in it for fifteen years. The last person to live in the flat had been a strange, reclusive sullen-skinned man of ‘foreign appearance’, who had died in the flat in March 1982 of ‘natural causes’.

A couple of days later, the sinister voyeur was spotted spying on the man in the bedsit again – this time through his kitchen ceiling. The man’s nerves were naturally shattered by the menacing red eye, and he left that same day.

That same week, children playing in nearby Toxteth Park Cemetery were chased by a tall eerie man in a long black overcoat. The figure was completely bald, and the children who fled from his clutches said he had dark rings around his eyes, which were bloodshot. Days later, the same bizarre-looking figure was seen chasing a stray dog – in the very road off Lodge Lane where the black room is.

In early May 2001, there was another eerie incident reported in the Lodge Lane area which made people wonder whether the vampire or another ghoul was at large. A student was awakened at 3.30 a.m. by someone frantically pressing the buzzer of her door intercom. The door intercom unit is equipped with a small TV camera, and when the student switched on her door security monitor she jumped with fright. Gazing into the camera on her doorstep was someone – or something – with a ghastly, grotesque face. The student was so terrified, she called the police, but when they turned up, there was no sign of the unearthly caller. The student’s seemingly incredible story was subsequently vindicated by the 24 hour security TV cameras, which actually videotaped the weird-looking prowler.. The student later left the apartment to stay with a friend. Of course, a hoax can never be ruled out, but if it wasn’t a prank, who was the sinister late-night caller?

Awesome.

Bleargh bleargh!!
WillQ.

November 20th, 2008

About Bloody Time…

Posted by WillQ in Tech

There’s some big news that affects pretty much everyone out there right now.

“Pills which guard against catching HIV during unprotected sex may soon be on the shelves at a cost of £15. The two tablets could lower the rate of ­infection by as much as 70 per cent – potentially saving millions of lives, researchers claimed on Wednesday.”

Cool, huh?
WillQ.

November 17th, 2008

The Pillars of the Earth

Posted by WillQ in Books

The Pillars of the Earth
Ken Follet
November 2007
It’s not often that someone has a book that I want to borrow, and even rarer that someone has a book that I’ve not read or read about. Naomi put me onto this one, and although I was a little tentative at first, since some of the historical fiction these days can be a bit dry, after just a few pages, I was snared.
The book (which is satisfyingly thick at 1087 pages) follows the gradual rise of the Kingsbridge Cathedral in the 1300’s, told through the lives of those who lived in and around it. Through truly clever story telling, amazing attention to detail, direct simple prose, the world of 14th century England is laid bare for the modern reader. The plots are amazing, but not overly complicated, and the characters are beautifully crafted, yet despite this, you remain somewhat detached from them as you observe from afar their actions over the decades spanning tale.
This book may not be everyone’s cup of tea, (or stone jug of watered ale) but if you’ve ever walked through a Cathedral, and marveled at the architecture, the grandeur, and the weight of history pressing down upon you while you wander the stone halls, then this is a book you’ll not want to put down.
And the second book from Follet, World Without End, is already out.

November 17th, 2008

I want to see…

Posted by WillQ in Music

… them put THIS on the radio. It’s an awesome new song from Lily Allen called GWB, which is dedicated to the man who shares those initials.

It’ll be one long bleep in Malaysia.

Don’t be giving me evils!
WillQ.

November 12th, 2008

It’s nice to be…

Posted by WillQ in Banal

…switched on for once. It’s been a long time. Getting back into gear does wonders for clearing the cobwebs of the mind.

Stephen Fry has quite the same effect, in my opinion.

You rang?
WillQ.

November 11th, 2008

I like…

Posted by WillQ in Banal

…Accountants. Well, accountant, singular.

It’s that natural rhythm.

Money money money?
WillQ.

November 7th, 2008

Mummy’s very angry…

Posted by WillQ in Geek

When I was little, I had a rapt fascination with dinosaurs, much like all little boys (and a lot of little girls too, oddly). So Jurassic Park, when it came out, was an absolutely world defining moment for me. Up until then, my favourite dinosaur movie was The Land Before Time, which always made me cry because of this song (and I’m totally not ashamed to admit it – I dare you to watch the film, hear that song at the right bit, and NOT shed a tear).

Of course, Jurassic Park kinda blew that outta the water. It had the best T-Rex I’d ever seen, it was the first time I’d heard of Velociraptors, and some of the lines were just wicked. I also had all of the toys (yes, even the roaring T-Rex, the Truck, and the park playset – I was a spoilt loved child), and they’re still in almost pristine condition.

Michael Crichton, the man behind the book behind the movie, was an awesome mind, and will be sorely missed, at least for giving me such great childhood imagination fuel at any rate. And he really can’t be blamed for all the sequels.

But he may be to blame for this

“You bred raptors????”
WillQ.

November 6th, 2008

I never thought I’d say this…

Posted by WillQ in Geek

…but I am totally in love.

Take me home, I’m wasted.
WillQ.

November 6th, 2008

Sign Fail…

Posted by WillQ in Banal

Here in Malaysia, we’ve had our fair share of signboard related idiocy, what with the translation, the jawi, and even the problem with the street-formerly-known-as-and-now-once-again-known-as Jalan Alor.

But luckily, there is someone who fucked it up more than we did.

I saw the sign?
WillQ.

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