Friday, November 5, 2010

A Monumental Moment In Relationship History


(PICTURE: This picture is backwards. I usually get the amount on the right.)

Like we do all the time, two weekends ago Huyen and I went to her parents' house. Per usual protocol, after dinner/showering/brushing teeth, I went to the top floor to sleep in a bed with Su. However, after a few minutes I was pleasantly surprised when Huyen popped into the room and said, "My parents told me to come sleep up here!" This was the first time in my life that parents (including my own) have allowed my girlfriend/legal-wife to sleep in the same room as me. It only took 31 years and getting marriage!*

That said, yesterday we went back to Huyen's house for the day and, after lunch, I found myself napping with her father. Small steps!

* This asterisk is for future August/Nguyen children who come home from university with their girlfriend/boyfriend and attempt to argue with Huyen and me about not sleeping on the pull-out couch while their girlfriend/boyfriend sleeps in their bedroom. I always lost this argument and so will you.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Gym Peeves


I've got a lot of little gym peeves. Just to name a few:
1. Talking to me when I'm on a cardio machine...
2. Not wiping down your cardio machine after you sweat profusely on it...
3. Changing the TV channel when I was clearly watching...
4. Standing butt naked next to me in the locker room...
5. Working out in your boxer shorts so that I can see your junk when you do sit-ups on the bench press bench...

Recently though there's been one thing that has been annoying me more than anything else. Now look, I know I'm a Vietnamese TV star with a pretty sexy 1-pack so I really shouldn't complain. However, I'm going to. You see, I like to work out in the morning because there is nobody at the gym. Usually the gym has between 1 (me) and 8 people before noon. With that few number of people, there shouldn't be any issue with finding a machine or weight lifting station to use. Well, despite the 95% empty gym, there's this one woman who constantly likes to use the same machines I'm on. Here's an example of what this lady does:

I start to use a machine for my ___. After I finish my first set, I stand up and go to do some sit-ups. Within ten seconds the woman is now using the machine I was using thus not allowing me to do my second set. Okay, no problem. I then go to another similar machine and do a set at that machine/station. As soon as I finish my first set there, the lady strolls over and starts to use it. I then go back to the first machine and readjust the weights/height level and do my 2nd set. Sure enough, as soon as I finish she's back on that machine again.

This may not sound too annoying but trust me, it is. She does this every day no matter what exercise I'm doing. Honestly, it's like she thinks I'm a personal trainer and that if she copies what I do, she too can end up with a sexy one pack. What she doesn't know is that I'm clueless about what I'm doing at the gym. Also, there's no way we happen to be on the same training schedule because I've tried to change my schedule a couple times hoping she would stop mimicking me. And finally, no, it's not like this woman likes me or even wants to be friends with me. She doesn't make eye contact with me -- ever. She just watches what I do and then snags the machine the second I get up. This has truly become my biggest gym pet peeve.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Hanoi In The Fall


(PICTURE: You can't beat the fall.)

I've got to tell you, I love Hanoi in the fall. The weather has cooled significantly over the last couple weeks making it absolutely perfect outside. Sure there's the sporadic downpour of rain but, in my opinion, that only adds to the splendors of this season.

Recently I've been wearing sweatshirts and cardigans while riding my motorbike. It not only makes me feel a tad more fashionable but it also makes me feel nice and cozy as the cool winds blow on me through traffic.

If only fall could last a few months longer than it does...

That said, I'm also really missing Japanese fall as well as northeast America's fall. I guess I just love autumn weather.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Hand Me Downs


My parents love to tell the story of how badly I wanted a little brother when my mom was pregnant with my sister. My brother on the other hand, wanted a little sister because he was scared I would team up with my new little brother and beat him up. True story.

Well, after 26 years, I've finally gotten a little brother -- Su. Besides the fact that I'm Su's legal brother-in-law, I've just felt like a big brother since he moved to Hanoi. I could go into detail about all the big brother things I've done recently but perhaps the biggest example is the case of hand me downs. As a little brother, I loved to inherit my brother's stuff when I was young (and actually my dad's stuff too which was just a tad baggy on me). Well, Su has taken a liking to my hand me downs too. As I'm sure you can tell, Su and I aren't exactly built alike. Up until the other day, the hand me downs Su's been enjoying aren't my clothing but rather some objects like my badminton rackets and bicycle. However, the other day Huyen asked me if I ever wear the undies I bought in South Africa. I told her that I hadn't worn them since South Africa and she asked if I could give them to Su. Naturally I said, "Are you serious? Su wants my underwear?"* Well, the answer was yes. Su is now wearing my hand me down undies! I sure am a great big brother! Zev, why didn't you ever give me your underwear!


* In Su's defense: a) I don't think he asked for my undies; Huyen just thought he'd like them b) They are brand new and have only been worn once c) they're tight on me and I'm assuming fit Su nicely.

Monday, November 1, 2010

VOTE!!!!


(PICTURE: My dad and me marching in the 2009 Memorial Day Parade.)

Americans,

Go vote tomorrow!! And specifically people from Livingston, go vote for my father!!!! Nobody (well, except maybe my mother) loves Livingston more than my dad does. He's up for re-election on Town Council and I'm sure would love to have your vote. If my Dad is reelected this means two great things for Livingston:

#1: My dad will put his heart and sole into continuing to make Livingston such an amazing place to live.

#2: This means Huyen and I can march in the 2011 Memorial Day Parade which I'm going to tell her is really a parade welcoming her to America!!!!

Exercise you're right today as an American -- go vote!

Ben

Sunday, October 31, 2010

International Sports Feed


As a more-than-slightly-obsessive sports fan, I've been delighted recently at the coverage of American sports here in Vietnam. Thus far, every playoff baseball game has been on ESPN. However, even better than that, I found a new channel at the gym called All Sports Network.

The channel has been showing NFL Sunday night and Monday night games. Being able to watch these games while at the gym has been awesome. As I discovered in Japan, I exercise way better to watching sports than to listening to music. I can only assume it's some subconscious thing where I'm trying to convince myself that I've still got it.

Anyway, the point of this blog isn't so much about the sports as it is about the international sports feed. There's clearly something array with the ASN feed because they are constantly cutting away from commercials too early and allowing the viewer to listen/see what the producers are listening/seeing. For example:
1. I keep hearing the commentators discussing what they're going to discuss once they come back from break. This always makes for some entertaining chatter.
2. I can see the bumpers and graphics that are going to come on the screen after the commercial, before the commercial ends.

As thankful as I am for the sports ASN is showing, I'm also doubly thankful for the funny moments it shows between commercials.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Citizen's Arrest


(PICTURE: My favorite google image that came up for "citizens arrest.")

I remember once my family was driving down the highway when some lunatic nearly swerved into us on the highway. The guy was going way over the speed limit and was swerving from one lane to the other. After my mom screamed, "Oh my god" or "Oy ve" or something like that she immediately dialed up 911 on her cell phone to tell the police there was a drunk driver on the highway. A few years later while living in LA, mother-like-son, I called 911 to report a drunk driver on the 405. While neither of these was a citizens arrest, I'd like to think that we helped get someone arrested for clearly violating the law and endangering others.

That's all a long way of asking, does anyone know if one can make a citizens arrest in Vietnam? Four times in the last twenty four hours, I found myself on the verge of taking the law into my own hands. All four times though I wussed out thinking that I'd end up getting into more trouble than the dudes I'd be helping to arrest. Here's the four situations:

Situation 1: While waiting at a traffic light, two speedsters without helmets blew by everyone and made a legal right hand turn in a right-turn-only lane that was separated by a small concrete island. However, their driving was clearly dangerous and they weren't wearing helmets. I smiled to myself as I saw a cop standing in the right-turn-only lane where they turned. The driver hit the brakes about fifteen feet from the cop and then jumped the curb on the traffic island to avoid the cop. While jumping the curb the driver was only about ten feet from me. The lazy cop didn't pursue the guy although he clearly could have caught them as they had to slowly get down from the island which was about a foot off the ground. Every nerve in my body wanted to drive up ten feet and block the path of these guys. However, again, I wussed out. Instead the guys jumped down the curb and sped through an extremely busy four way intersection nearly crashing into a handful of other people.

Situation 2: This was basically the same deal. Two idiots (no more than 17 as they were wearing high school uniforms) again without helmets FLEW through a four way intersection. They actually just barely dodged a nightstick wielding cop and then turned into the flow of traffic that I was in. They just barely avoided nailing a woman on a motorbike and then a fifty year old man. They had to basically come to a short stop right in front of me. Again, every part of me wanted to slam on my brakes and block the road from these two teenage punks. The thing is though, I looked at the cop who was standing about thirty feet away doing nothing. The moment played out in my head that the cop would arrest me for disturbing rush hour traffic rather than patting me on the back for grabbing these guys who were going to kill themselves or worse, somebody else.

Situation 3: I was driving down the road when I heard a high pitched voice yell, "HEEEEELLLLLO." I turned to my left and saw THREE teenagers without helmets on a motorbike. I would two of the three kids were about fifteen or sixteen. The other one was probably thirteen...and yes, he was the driver. I turned to the kids who began riding besides me and said, "You're way too young to be driving a motorbike." Clearly they didn't understand me and just said, "Goodbye" and absolutely flew down the road. I'm not sure how I could have made a citizens arrest on these kids since they were clearly driving at speeds I'm not comfortable driving at. However, I wanted to chase them...but didn't.

Situation 4: Another helmet-less, idiot racer flew by me while darting in and out of traffic. Unlike his fellow moronic racers though, this guy actually stopped at a red light. Whereas in the other three situations I had only a split second or two to make a decision, in this case I had a full minute to debate on taking action. What I wanted to do in this case (and I learned this move from a cop I saw do it a month ago) was walk up to the guy's bike and just pull out his keys. Truthfully though I didn't want to arrest this guy. I just thought about taking out his keys and chucking them over the high fence of the Temple of Literature.

I'm clearly writing this blog to make myself feel better for being such a wuss. However, I'm just too nervous in Vietnam to try and take the law into my own hands. All this is to say though, watch out Americans! When I come back to the states, I'm gonna be itching to make some citizen's arrests!