Wentworth Miller is gay.. confirmed

To all the ladies out there that have been swooning over this heartthrob for the past 2 years.... I say you can all go and 'suck it!' Scofield is gay. Wait, let me be clear, Went Worthmiller the actor is Gay. Yes, Gay. Batty Boy. Bum Captain. Priscilla Queen of Arse. Pick a name. So for those of you that have that silly hope of accidentally bumping into him in a supermarket and having him help you pick up that fallen apple, lock eyes, fall in love and live happily ever after, FORGET IT.. that shit has about negative zero chance of ever happening. Not that you had any chance before this.

Wentworth Miller hangs out actor pal Luke McFarlane in Los Angeles on Saturday. According to spywitnesses, the pair first avoided being photographed together, but eventually walked down the street together with a smile.Wentworth, 35, and Luke, 27, started their day off together by visiting printing store Kinko’s, where the Prison Break star surfed the web. Afterwards the pair grabbed some drinks from Starbucks and headed to a small art gallery in Culver City. Finally, Went and Luke went to the In-N-Out Burger drive-thru and called it a day. McFarlane is the ex-boyfriend of Grey’s Anatomy star TR Knight (O'Malley).

At the end of the day, I knew that no one so damn good looking could possibly be straight. Don't get me wrong, his character on Prison Break is a champion. I sure would like to see him go all the way with Dr. Sara Tancredi, but in light of this new knowledge, I don't know if I can believe his portrayal of love towards her.

Judging from the pictures Miller seems to the 'receiver' i.e girl, in the relationship as was TR. And so, I just can't help but wonder if at the back of his mind, he'd rather have Lincoln Burrows's hard manhood, thrusting him up against that dark prison cell wall. Shish!

Tiger Woods by David Feherty

Having laid off golf for 1 year, I post this little story about Tiger Woods in light of my own golf revival.

Subject: TIGER WOODS

You probably don't have to be a golfer to enjoy the story below.

For the non golfers amongst you, a decent player can hit a wedge about 110yards from a good lie.

David Feherty (sports commentator) on Tiger:-

I maintain that he is a special person. There's no one else on the planet who can do what he does or even think of doing what he does. I've often thought, instead of showing Tiger's reaction to a shot he's hit, we really should show the reaction of those around him. But here is the next best thing. "I'm walking down the 18th fairway at Firestone Country Club with Ernie Els and Tiger, who has popped up a three-wood about 40 yards behind Ernie into some wet, nasty, horrible, six-inch rough," Feherty says.

Tiger's cursing and taking clumps out of Ohio with his three-wood. And, of course, we're not showing this on TV because we want to be able to interview him later. Ernie and I walk past Tiger's ball, and it is truly buried. Ernie is tied with Tiger and he's in the middle of the fairway. I'm standing with Ernie and my microphone is open. Ken Venturi [in the CBS booth] sends it to me and I say, "'Tiger's got 184 yards with two big red oaks overhanging the green. He's got absolutely nothing. With a stick of dynamite and a sand wedge I might be able to move this ball 50 yards. Steve Williams [Woods' caddie] tells me [with a hand signal] that he's using a pitching wedge".

Tiger takes his swing. Every muscle in his body is flung at the ball. It looks like he's torn his nutsack. The divot went as far as I could hit the ball. I've got my microphone at my mouth thinking, what the hell was that! The ball sails over the trees, lands behind the hole and backs up to about six feet from the flag. I open my microphone and Ernie turns to me and says, 'F***me!'

My producer comes on in my earpiece and says, 'Was that Ernie?' I say yes. He says, 'Fair enough.' "I could have described that shot for 15 minutes and not done as good a job as Ernie did with two words. This is one of the best players in the world talking, and you wanna know how good Tiger is? Ask Ernie Els."

forwarded to me by Ramlan Haron.

Asean Golf Tour is coming soon!

Top 10 Things I Miss about Adelaide

Actually this list is suppose to be a joint venture entry between The Shoddy Blog and Jinggez. I was to write 5, and Simon writes 5.. But as usual, this post has been lost in our backlog of drafts for weeks, and so I've decided to go ahead. What the hell right? Its my blog, I say and do what the hell I like. I couldn't care less if nobody reads this shit.. let alone understand what I'm on about. But for my regular readers.. eh.. of course, you guys are the best. Thank you for coming back. Anyway...

Having lived in Adelaide South Australia for 5 years from 1993-1998, I find myself occasionally reminiscing about those yesteryear's. Sparked by the recent visit by Campbell, I give you now my Top 10 Things I Miss about Adelaide. "From the home office in Wahoo Nebraska..... here we go number 10!" The late show, David Letterman.

Number 10. The North Adelaide Burger Bar

In Adelaide, about the only thing open at 2am, is the Burger Bar. Perfect for the night creatures that we were. This place was cool, there were arcade games like Daytona and House of the Dead. They served the usual burgers, kebabs and fish n chips but the highlight for me was the A.B. Short for 'Abortion'. So named because the chips, lamb bits, garlic sauce, tomato sauce and other stuff was piled into a mountain of mess that looks like the after picture of the operation. Anyway, you would shovel it with a fork and love it. Oddly enough, I've never ate a Burger from there..

Number 9. Watching The Crows at Football Park

I miss going to Football Park stadium and watching The Crows. Football being Australian Rules Footy and The Crows being Adelaide's championship winning side, by the way. Those cold benches together with a nice Cornish pastie makes for a great outing. Win or lose it would always be a great night. Thank God my friend had those season tickets.

Number 8. Alpha Video Store

The 'mega' of mega video rental outlets. I think it was an old warehouse of sorts. It had the oldest and rarest collection of lost 80s comedies for rent like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and Best of Molly Ringwald. Alpha Video had many special deals of choice, one in particular was the '7 videos for $7'. How can you go wrong? One week I'd get seven James Bond movies and watch them back to back. Another week I'd go with seven 80s/90s-Teenage-High school-Romantic-Comedies. I wonder if they are still in operation today.

Number 7. Late Night Mindless Drives and Flavoured Milk

I miss getting into a Beef's car at Midnight and driving in any direction. I mean we got to a point where slept through the day and stayed up all night. I would literally get in and he would ask "where to?", I say "North". And we would drive north for hours just for the excitement of getting lost. Which is impossible in Adelaide but we tried anyway. Before our journey we stock up on Farmer's Union Iced Coffee which is creamy and filled with caffeine. Sometimes we'd get adventurous and get the Banana flavour. Sweet!

Number 6. Cheap Great Golf

Golf was damn ass cheap. The weather was always lovely, mild 20Celsius days and sunny. Perfect for pulling a golf cart. Yeah I said pull. Those days I would walk the 18 holes. That help make it cheap. I just had to show my student card and student rate green fees, always. Top courses like MacKraken, Patawaloonga, Mount Osmond and Koyoonga were all viable options. At $20 bucks a pop, my only regret is not playing more.

Number 5. The Crazy Horse

The Crazy Horse it the only strip club in South Australia worth patronising and according to friends who have ventured to other states, they claim that 'The horse' is arguably the best in Australia. Happy naked women lap dancing and swinging on poles, what more do you need? One time, I went in at 8pm for free, and stayed till they closed at 4am. I saw every girl come on twice. By the end of the night, I had seen so many boobs that I started seeing people without their clothes on as I walked home.

Number 4. Super Chilled Out Sessions

Never since 1998 has there been better chilled out sessions. The level at which you can chill in Adelaide was unprecedented. Granted, there wasn't many things to do back then, however, when we did do things, we sure as hell made the most of it. BBQ and parties were always at the spur of the moment with little to no planning at all. I guess that was the appeal. Chilled. Easy. Oh and the sleep. My god the sleep was both restful and serene. At night, its really quiet in Adelaide so your sleep was sound. The cool night air will always be something I long for.

Number 3. Making Movies

I miss taking the Panasonic MS-1 and heading out to the hills to film some zombie death scenes. I miss looking for different ways to make corn flour look like blood and then having to figure out how best to make it spray. We use to have no script and no storyboard, just a general storyline and make the rest up as we go. I remember doing the all the pre-production crap in post, because the lecturer said it counted towards the final grade. What a bitch. Though editing was a nightmare at times and deadlines were never far enough, I loved every moment.

Number 2. Stalking Women

Now don't get me wrong, I'm no stalker. And I did this only once. But I loved it. This girl once drove me to the point of obsession. She drove me up the wall with her sexy body and constant teasing. One night my wing man and I parked outside her apartment. I knew she had lied to me over the phone about something I can't remember. Anyway, I wanted to catch her in the act. Armed with binoculars and donuts, we staked out the house. We could see right into her living room and parts of her bedroom. This girl was dumb enough not to draw the curtains at night. In retrospect it wasn't my best idea and had I caught her, what the hell was I suppose to do with the information? I giggle just thinking back about the silliness I got up to.

Number 1. The Fellas

I miss the fellas. What a bunch of great individuals to have ever come together. With our combined abilities, ideas, and personalities we could accomplish anything. Well that was then anyway. Those days are never to come again. All one can do is start a blog and write about it. I can only hope to catchup with everyone again. But I know it will never be quite the same. Thank god for email and Facebook.com, at least they are not lost forever.....

Fatty Crab 2 or Bloody Hell 3?

Recently my partner-in-crime and co-star our Shoddy Horror movie series Andrew Campbell paid me a visit. As its now seemingly becoming some sort of tradition, I took him and Alex (his girlfriend la, short for Alexandra) to Fatty Crab. I also took our fellow Shoddy alumni, Simon last year and still talks to me about it. I get the feeling like he's still upset about the fact we didn't order enough. Simon was the one who recommended Andrew to experience 'Elbows-In Dining'. I am always more than happy to accommodate my 'brothers'.

Fatty Crab is renowned for their delicious red crabs. In fact they serve nothing but. Well you can order side dishes like chicken wings and fried rice, but mostly, people just come for the crabs. The crab can be cooked in several styles, sweet and sour, steamed, fried with chili or with black pepper. Its all good.


For this raunchy experience, we ordered the house favourite, chili crabs. These crabs are fried in a gigantic wok over high heat and then bathed in a wondrous sauce made with chillies, peppers and all else divine. Oddly enough, you also are provided with toasted bread to dip in this sauce. Simply magical. We asked for extra sauce. We ate like hungry Tonkin Snub-nosed Monkey's.

The next day, I took Andrew and Alex shopping. As a goof, I thought it be fun for Andrew and I to wear matching shirts again. "Lets wear matching shirts man! That be cool! Lets see what kind of reaction we'd get" I said. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but as we walked out of the Factory Outlet Store, and into the mall, I realized that we can't pull off shit like this anymore at our age. But at least we tried.

"I use to think I was fat in 1998... what the Jinggez hell!" We should go and make part 3 and call it 'Bloody Hell 3 - The Return of the Tall Old and Fat Wabby Zombie Killer Bastards Again"

How do you tell who is who?

I'm not trying to make fun of my own religion but honestly, this is where I think the Arabs take it a little too far... Why bother taking this picture ?

"Oh look Auntie Laden got new shoes..."
"and my my hasn't Latifah lost weight since the pregnancy.."

Thai Cuisine in Bangkok

Recently on my trip to the Kingdom of Thailand, I was blessed with the opportunity to sample the local fair as only god intended. Up until last week, my idea of great Thai food comes from eating at the local food stalls down the road, cooked by some Indian bloke from Bangalore. I may be stating the obvious here but, you just can't beat consuming Thai food that has been cooked by 'the locals'. Being able to eat it there in Bangkok was key. Sure, a Thai dude can come here to Malaysia and cook up a storm, but there's something to be said about using the ingredients that has been grown from the ground where the blood and tears its people have spilt. Thai food is known for its enthusiastic use of fresh (rather than dried) herbs and spices as well as fish sauce. Thai cuisine is known for its balance of five fundamental flavors in each dish or the overall meal - spicy, sour, sweet, salty and bitter (optional).

I was really amazed at how consistent the food was where ever I ate. Whether it be at road side push cart food stall or the Hotel coffeehouse, the food was simply wonderous. Anyway, my favourite Thai dish would have to be the Tom Yam soup. Tom Yam is basically a hot & sour soup with meat. If it has shrimp in it, its called Tom Yam Goong. If there is all other kinds of seafood in it, then is called Tom Yam Talae. Naturally, being Malaysian, I prefer the Tom Yam Gai which has chicken and is more like a curry as it has coconut milk.

I firmly believe that the spicier the soup the better. When I was a student in Adelaide, my friend Simon and I would head down to the corner food court and order their so called Tom Yam. It tasted like just pure chili and water and we thought "wow! this is the shit!". How sadly ignorant we were. Nine out of Ten times after consuming copious amounts of 'imitation' Thai food, my anus pays a hefty fine the next morning. Generally feeling like 50 midgets are having a bond fire and my sphincter is the melting marshmellow-on-a-stick.

This is the 'after' photo of my Tom Yam soup. There's no 'before' photo as I was blinded by greed and hunger that I forgot to take one. As you can see from the reminisce that it was made with love and no ingredient was spared. So good that it inspired me to post this post.

Now here's the thing, if Tom Yam is made right, the balance of all the five fundamental flavors come together in glorious harmony. To much of one, and it all goes to shit. Literally. Every time I sat down and ordered, I would say to the cook, "make it as spicy as locals like it". Expecting it to burn like in the past, I was pleasantly surprised this was not the case. A good indication that its great Tom Yam, your nose starts to run and you can feel your sinus clearing. It should not feel like hot acid being poured down your throat. I normally tear up in pain and frantically guzzle down gulps of water with every spoonful. Not this time. Oh no. This time, my tears were of joy and my grin was that of a giddy school girl.

One last thing, I noticed that at all the various eating establishments throughout my time in Bangkok, one practice was evident. The cooks would almost always create each individual dish one at a time. This seemed inefficient at the time as there was always a long queue. I also noticed that Thai people seem to be not hurried when it came to food. They are willing to wait. They obviously take their food very seriously. As we all should, I suppose. I realize now, that by cooking each meal (or portion) individually, the exact amount of ingredients can be maintained every time, thus ensuring 'the balance of flavour'. The Thais have definitely got it right. Decades of trial and error. Years of mothers passing down those little culinary secrets to future generations. Ultimately forever insuring that the sheer elegance of Thai cuisine lives on forever...

Happy Birthday to me..

Its the day after my Birthday and I feel absolutely the same as I did a year ago. A little older, a little wiser, and a few kilos heavier. Just got back from Bangkok and in retrospect, probably the best present I could have given myself. Nothing like a few days in a foreign country to put some extra perspective on ones life. Glad to be home and love Malaysia that little bit more.

Thoughts on my life? Sure things can always be better... but bottom line, honestly, I'm happy and thankful to God that I've gotten this far relatively unscathed. With all of life's ups and downs, overall, the graph has shown an upward trend. I hope this trend continues till the day I die.

Friends have come and gone. Those who I call friends now, I feel will be with me a long time, My family? Stronger and full of love through all the tough times. The saying "united we stand, together we fall" rings so true.

This blog, reluctantly, what started out as an experiment, has become very much a part of my life. . I would like to thank those who have visited here with a message, "Don't be a Jinggez ass and come back again!" . And a very special shout out to my regular readers who take the time to write comments here. All of you make this Blog look "happening" and in turn, I don't look like just another 'loser with a blog', so for that I thank you.

Cheers to all.

Here is a cake for myself, excuse me while I light 32 candles, sing 'the' song, blow out the candles and feel stupid that I continue this idiotic tradition. Aint it all a Jinggez?!

Ahh, what the hell, I think I'm gonna get a cake and make some burgers tonight...