Reece's Disclaimer

My blog is about the funny things that happen to my family and I during our daily life. Wether it be just a funny joke that I heard, or some kind of other thing Linda and I think is funny (usually about the race differences we share). This blog is for amusement purposes only. If you are offended in anyway by its content...I'm sorry, but I'm not changing it. =)

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A Few Changes

Well, after a little thinking and debating in my head. I decided to change my blog around a little. Instead of focusing on JUST different experiences my family and I have had in association with racial stereotypes, I will just put down anything funny that happens during the day. The race thing would have been a lot funnier and more packed with information had it been started when Linda and I first got together, but seeing as that has not happen, this will have to suffice. Don't be dicouraged, I will still put racial accurances on here, but there will be additional funny things too. That is all. Enjoy.Holy crap my eyes looks super blue in this pic...scary!

Monday, March 9, 2009

Proper Grammer/Spelling is Over-rated

Linda has already corrected me on multiple spelling mistakes and wrong word usage. Spelling was never my strong point and sometimes I hit the wrong keys when typing and I don't catch it when proof reading. We are all big kids, I'm sure we can manage if I don't fix them all. If you can't handle it, deal with it.

Chester the Molester


Linda and I have had a small maltese-palmeranian hybrid (a maltipom) for a little over a year. He is small and really cute with white fur (and tan-ish ears). On the way to Linda's parents house last night, Chester was sitting in Linda's lap being petted. Out of nowhere, Linda said that she found a black hair on the puppy. We joked around how he must be really relaxed (due to when people get stress they get white hair). After the joking was done, my wife hugged Chester and, with a smile, congradulated him on becoming Asian. So I going from white to something else is a promotion?

The Basics

These are a few things that I have learned over the past few years that I have been with Linda. This has no chronological order, just what I am remembering. Also, these are things told to me about beliefs of white people from the Asian culture.

1. (By far my favorite stereotype) White parents don't love their children.
-Now, I personally thought this was funny. I seems that this is a thought that Asian parents tell their kids. I have met quite a few Asian people and become friends with them, so I had to ask them if they were really told this growing up. To my amusement, 80% of my friends said that 'yes' they were. The phrasing I used when asking was "What did your parents tell you about white parents?" (or something like that) Most of the answers I received back matched stereotype #1. The reasoning behind this belief is that when white kids turn 18 or graduate from high school, they are encouraged to move out (or kicked out) by their parents. If they don't leave, they are charged 'rent'. As a white person, I know this is not always true, but will admit that it does happen.

2. The Bee-hive Effect.
-Something I have noticed when I lived in Mexico and also just observing other people is that when a person walks into an area that is not familiar to them and not knowing anyone there, they instantly (and subconciously) search out someone of their same race/nationality. This is ever so true with those from the Orient. It does not matter from which nationality their heritage is from, if your eyes are slanted, you are automatically a friend (until you prove yourself not worthy- just like everyone else). The Asian culture likes to stick together. And it would seem that marrying outside of said culture is something that takes other Asians aback (not a BAD thing...just unusual). Don't get me wrong, Linda gets along great with my parents and I feel loved when I go to her parent's house also.
-To better explain, here is an interesting accurance that happen to Linda a few days ago: Her and a classmate (an Asian guy) have a project due for one of their classes. They decided to meet a few days ago to go over a few things. Linda took her computer to help. When she set up everything, the first thing that showed up on the screen was Lexy's blog 'Lexyism'. At the time, it had a picture of Lexy. Linda's partner asked what the white lady was. Linda then responded, "My sister-in-law." The partner smirked and asked, "Heh, your brother married a white person?" Linda then answered with a simple 'No'. Mr. Partner then got a confused look on his face and asked another question. "You married a white boy?!?" After Linda's affirmative, all her partner could say was 'interesting'. And then everything went on as normal.

3. Asian Black Market
-It would seem that you can get anything and everything in Chinatown. In my time getting to know my wife, i have come to love trips to Chinatown to get things. There I have purchased items like cell phones that are unique because they (at the time) were not sold in the US. Have I mentioned that Chinatown is fun?

4. The Asian Hook-up
-Going along with #2 and #3, Asian people like to take care of each other. After Linda and I were married, I would need to go to the dentist or eye doctor for new glasses and so on. When I would get home, Linda would ask me how much I payed and was always floored at the price. It seems that she and her family always pay 1/2 of what I thought was normal. So, she sent me to see her doctors that she grew up going to see. I, having learned a little from beinging with her refused and said I would not get the same price as her because of my lack of melanin production (white skin) and that she would have to go with me and do all the talking. Needless to say, I DID go solo to my appointments, and sure enough I payed double what Linda normally payed. I told her (while laughing) and she freaked out and called her mom. Her mom freaked out and called the doctor's office. There were good reasons why I payed what I did and why Linda's family pays a different price, but not mentioning those reasons make this a lot funnier, so I will leave it at that.

5. Fear Factor- Not a factor
-Linda's brother Chong loves to watch 'Fear Factor'. Sometimes when we would go visit, he would be watching. Linda and I decided it would be a blast to be on that show because I think all the obsticle coarses look like a lot of fun. And Linda wants to be on for all the things that they make the girls eat. You know...the stuff that most white people look at and their face goes green. Linda concider these things delicacies. In fact, there have been times when we were watching and Linda starting laughing at a girl because she refused to eat whatever it was. Linda simply stated, 'I had that for dinner 3 nights ago.' Again, i have talked to a few of my other friends, and it is true...they consider things that a typical 'white boy' would not think edible a delicacy.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

It Begins

Hi, for those who might not know because you live in a cave and never talk to me, I am white and am married to a beautiful Vietnamese Girl. All my life I grew up in Pasadena, Tx with mainly blacks and hispanics. By so doing, I am familiar with a few stereotypes about white people from blacks and hispanics. I lived in Mexico for 2 years and learned even more racial stereotypes that the Mexicans of Chihuahua (a state in Mexico) had about the American 'green-goes' (white people). All that being said, I have starting learning another set of racial stereotypes from my wife that are new to me. Over the past 2 years of our marriage, so many funny things have happened or been said that involves some form of racial profiling or what not. This blog will be based on the different things that happen to my family and I in regards to race. There might not be posts everyday, but when something funny happens, you can find it here. Enjoy.

I also feel I need to say that I am in no way a racist. I hate all races equally. Just kidding, I just don't want anyone to be offended, these are just things that I consider funny that have happened in my life of the life or someone close to me.