Category: Dude, Or Douchebag

Dude Or Douchebag: El Nino Vehicle

This El Nino thing is getting real here in Southern California.  Of course I, like the next person, love to crack jokes about our mild weather and the widespread panic that ensues when a sprinkle drops from the sky.  However, once people’s homes start sliding down mountains, we must take El Nino seriously. Thus, let’s consider what is appropriate (or inappropriate) in the newly formed...

Dude Or Douchebag: Surf Transport 2015

It’s surf season in LA. Actually, it’s always surf season in LA. More accurately, it’s currently LA’s tourist surf season– which is a delightful time to be me.  First of all, it means I’m one of the best girls in the water (ok, at least I’m not the worst), but more importantly, it’s the time when local readers send me awesome stuff like this: (thanks...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Nitto AE Day ’15

Car shows.  I know so many people who really want to go to them, but don’t.  So many women especially! Why is that?  Well, in a nutshell, car shows have reputations of being filled with douchebags.  Places where guys stand around waxing poetic about dumb, gear head nonsense and dismiss everyone else. But Mama’s here to tell you that it is all a myth.  Well,...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Vanity Plates (More Or Less)

Vanity plates in Los Angeles are kind of like tattoos–not having one is a statement of true rebellion.  And while most people think that having a vanity plate is inherently a douchey thing, these days, I’ve noticed a new kind of plate that’s making me: Our roads used to be filled stuff like this, the d-bag that wants to remind us how fast, oh excuse me “faaast” his M5...

Dude or Douchebag: Hammer Time!

This year I went to my very first King Of The Hammers. Chances are, you have no idea what I’m talking about. But that’s ok, Mama’s gonna school you now. King Of The Hammers is the country’s biggest off roading/rock crawling event and it is somethin’. If you’re thinking to yourself, “Wow, that sounds awful. Like a State Fair without deep fried pickles or hotdogs.”...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Motor 4 Toys

This morning, I woke up my kids and told them it was time for Motor 4 Toys– so we’re gonna buy a bunch of toys, give them away, and then walk a few miles so Mommy can take pictures of cars. One Lego movie, three temper tantrums and 12 donuts later, we were on our way. Motor 4 Toys is an amazing thing. Sure, it’s...