Tim Yang is a copywriter, brand strategist and web developer living in Malaysia. He has under-graduate training in account planning and research and insists that differentiation and consumer insights rule his work. So if you need some copywriting done or an account planner to analyse your consumer research to add strategic value to your advertising campaign, call him.
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Saturday, January 04, 2003
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002)
Det Sjunde Inseglet (1957)

Sunday, November 24, 2002
Platoon (1986)
Man who wasn't there (2001)
Out of Africa (1985)
No such thing (2001)

Thursday, November 14, 2002
Aliens (1986)
Robocop (1987)
Vidocq (2001)

Wednesday, October 02, 2002
Elizabeth (1998)
Das Boot (1981)
Speed (1994)
Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan (1982)

Tuesday, August 06, 2002
Calle 54 (2000)
The Usual Suspects (1995)
Der Krieger und die Kaiserin (2000)

Latest pirated VCDs

Wednesday, December 18, 2002
Star Trek Nemesis (2002)
Die Another Day (2002)
8 Mile (2002)
Punch Drunk Love (2002)

Thursday, November 14, 2002
The Grey Zone (2001)

Wednesday, October 16, 2002
Kurenai no buta (1992)
Rough Magic (1995)
Belle de jour (1967)

Wednesday, October 02, 2002
Red Dragon (2002)
People I Know (2002)
The Italian Job (1969)

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Saturday, June 14, 2003
Devanish
(I'm still on hiatus, but I had to blog this)

I was having drinks last night with Yasoth, who was wearing a t-shirt that said "I only have sex with the best", and Yabin (I think, I can't remember his name), the guy who was selling a Dutch beer called "Shag" at the door. There was this white girl who was eyeing the beer cases and asked Yabin for one on the house. He says no, they're RM15.

Me: Are you nuts?! She's hot! You could have at least sold it for some tongue!
Yabin: Nah, I know these white chicks, I'm half-white myself. All they want is the beer.

* * * * *

Number of beers: 4 (free)
Number of tequila shots: 2 (bought by Yasoth)
Number of cigarettes: 4 (still free)
Number of times I said "Hey, fancy a Shag?": 4
Number of times I got a shag: 2 (the beer, I mean)

* * * * *

I ended up in the early part of the evening talking to a guy called Ronny by the pool table who insisted that the Yin and Yang of Happiness could be achieved by talking so loudly you can actually drown out speakers. After a while, I noticed that the pool table had cleared and there was no one around us for 10 yards. I swear.

* * * * *

Next to Yasoth and myself, there was a table of girls and I started staring at the girl at the end of it.

Me to Yasoth: Is that who I think it is?
Yasoth: You mean Devanish?
Me: She's hot.
Yasoth: That's an understatement. She's fiiiiiiiiiinnneee.

I hadn't seen Devanish in several months. The last time we spoke, it didn't end well. She was starting a small etiqutte school in Kuala Lumpur and she wanted stationery and a website designed. But on the influence of her partner, Manisha, had refused to pay for the design. I think Manisha's motive was to keep start-up costs down and she insisted that other designers had offered her free design for the printing and hosting fees. I told them I couldn't do that and that was the end of that.

Devanish had come up to Yabin to ask for a light. And I smiled and said hi. She smiled and said hi.

Devanish: Don't you smoke?
Me: No I don't.
Devanish: I remember seeing you smoking.
Me (thinking): She remembered that? Wow.
Me: Well, every once in while. How's things?
Devanish: They're good, we're starting classes in July. And I just restructured the company. Now Manisha holds 20% and I hold the rest. I think it's better to get things done that way.
Me (thinking): Hmmm... why did she bring that up?
Me: I wanted to call you.
Devanish: Why didn't you?
Me: I wasn't sure.
Devanish: You know the problem with being back in Kuala Lumpur is that I don't have anyone to talk to about books. You know no one really reads.
Me (thinking): Uh, did she just come onto me?
Me: Yeah?
Me (thinking): Okaaayy, okaaayy... now don't say anything stupid!
Me: I've just finished reading a book by Isak Dinesen.
Me (thinking): DOOOOOHHHH!!!!
Devanish (smiling): You've still got my number, right?

I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. Woohoo. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. Crap. Crap. Crap. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. I'm in. plink | 4 Comment



Thursday, June 12, 2003
Malaysian blogs
(This is an interlude to my hiatus.)

Tomorrow night I will be introducing a concept to various bloggers at a blog meeting called Matafilter that creates a library of good content from Malaysian bloggers by way of contribution its users and readers.

A directory like Mycan or Great Malaysian Blog Directory can show you that there is a lot of content out there, but one glance at them cannot tell you whether there is anything interesting in there at all. What we need is a directory that does show you the content even before you click on the link.

Matafilter is therefore is a way of highlighting good content of Malaysian bloggers in a single location to be seen to a wide and broad audience. To open up the eyes of bloggers, so to speak, to a wider range of good blogs. It is not conceived as a reward for producing good content, but as a way of sharing.

What is "good content"? I think it's anything that YOU like. Anything that moves you, makes you laugh or anything that you think others should also read or know about. We could have tried to create a robot that spiders websites to bring the content to Matafilter, but you can't teach spiders good taste. Human intervention is therefore necessary.

That's why we have commenting on the posts to debate the merits of the post. Not that we actually expect that anyone would take that up. In the end, what we are left with (hopefully) is a great deal of good content.

Matafilter was originally conceived as a feisty answer to Dinesh Nair's sweeping statement that Malaysian blogging has not yet reached a "critical mass". It came from his not peeking to look beyond the blogs that he often visits -- although it is understandable that the factor of lack of free time has much to do with it. I think Dinesh would be quite surprised to learn that there are hundreds, if not thousands, of Malaysian bloggers who have decent content and just as many who have never heard of him, much less visited his website.

While, it also cannot be sufficiently claimed that blogging in Malaysia has reached a critical mass, we at least have the option of trying to prove a positive. (I don't care if you ARE Dinesh Nair, you cannot prove a negative.)

I hope that through Matafilter (naive as it may sound), we can seek out and highlight good content by Malaysian bloggers and encourage others to participate, by contributing content or being content-providers themselves. And in that way prove, if not to Dinesh then to ourselves, that there is a sufficient cachement of good bloggers out there.

Matafilter is also an alternative to another website out there that was conceived at the same time. A website called Petaling Street Project.

While it claims to be "a cross-section of Malaysian made blogs", the project fails all too obviously on that exact regard. It is simply an RSS aggregation of content from a small group of bloggers that comprises what the group of eight members believes are prominent and popularly-read bloggers. (And therefore by inclusion are themselves popular.) And membership is extended only by invitation. It is, for want of a better word, elitist and self-deluded.

What no one else outside the core group will tell you, and what I will reveal now, is the evening that it was conceived, the wannabee had actually initiated the idea specifically to get his blog to be seen by even more readers. Aizuddin had clearly seen potential in the idea for the same reason. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)

But, PPS is without a doubt a self-promotional wank.

I guess you had to be there to see the glee on their faces as the hit numbers rolled across their glazed-over eyes, but it's the truth, folks. Within an hour of the close of the bloggers meeting, Aizuddin had created the website already and the rest of us sane people couldn't damn well say no anymore.

Wank.

Wank.

Wank. plink | 6 Comment



Wednesday, June 11, 2003
Taking a break
I'm taking a break from blogging for a while.

Sometimes, just sometimes, it only takes ONE idea-stealing weasel to really wreck your mood.

Check back in a couple weeks. plink | 1 Comment



Tuesday, June 10, 2003
Bad day
You know there's only one thing I hate more than getting a wrong number call to your phone at 3am in the morning.

Even more than making an omelet and finding that the third egg you broke into the pan was a rotten one.

Even more than getting into a taxi right after the taxi driver made a really bad job of cleaning puke off the seats.

And that's: Singaporeans.

I really really really really really really hate Singaporeans.

I had to live with them in that country for over ten years. And I never came across one who wasn't missing parts from that red organ in the chest or that grey organ in the skull.

I really really really really really really hate Singaporeans. plink | 4 Comment



Monday, June 09, 2003
Big Blog Bash
The next blog group meeting will be:

Time: this Friday
Place: Voyeur in Bangsar

(I reckon the only way to kick start this is to fix a time and place first then go canvas.)

Everyone who is coming must publicise it your blogs. We need confirmations, not maybes, to make this work. plink | 1 Comment



Saturday, June 07, 2003
Because there just isn't enough WMD, err, I mean caffeine in the world.
caffeine plink | 3 Comment


Saturday, June 07, 2003
First Malaysian blogmeet
Ok, the plan to build a face-to-face blogging community is getting underway. We had the first blog meet last night at the Rare Earth pub in Phileo Damansara.

blogmeet

From left to right: Bill and Mohan of Ameba6. Me. Dinesh. Aizuddin. Jeff. TV Smith. Ditesh. Not pictured: Oon Yeoh who showed up for five seconds then did a Road Runner. Must have been my cologne.

Comment of the evening is by Jeff:

"Is she 18?" plink | 5 Comment



Wednesday, June 04, 2003
New office
I have the weirdest luck.

I told a neighbour of mine about a newsletter software that I got my software developers to hack together and suddenly he gets up and says "Let's start a company to market it as a CRM software!". And that's how I ended up with a new office, sharing with a hypnotherapist called Julian.

It's not a big office. It's a small room in the back of an old shophouse that was built in the 1960s. It still retains the original door with an open grill and the dark red terracotta tiles which I spent the afternoon moping and painting with turpentine to stain it and give it a layer of protection. The room was the kitchen of the shophouse so a huge cement shelf sitting at two-feet high that was used to support the wok-stove is the central element of the room. It has a window as well as a chimney which has been sealed off.

It's quite nice. I just called Faisal, a designer I sometimes use, to come over and help me pick the wall colours. The bottom half of the walls are covered in white and grotty tiles which Julian has forbidden that I paint over. So I've got to get a drill polisher next week to clean off the grit on the tiles and try to make them white again. I also have to figure out how to do a bit of wiring to install a ceiling fan. At least the place has some ventilation and natural light with a window facing the open corridor. The room will fit one desk, but I'll usually be working outside in the corridor where I'll have the benefit of watching my neighbours yell insults at each other in cantonese every afternoon. plink | 2 Comment



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