Category: Freak of the Week

Freak Of The Week: American Idiot

Ok, maybe Idiot is a little harsh. But it certainly isn’t American genius. Let’s set the scene. I’m driving through Westwood, a part of LA that is uncharacteristically city-like, filled with high rises and active sidewalks. Westwood is also the home of UCLA, so the main thoroughfare is packed with professors in jalopies & foreign students in Ferraris. On this day, I saw something really...

Freak Of The Week: H2 El Jefe

Jesus loves me, This I know, Because El Jefe tells me so! I’ve been singing that all day, because today is the glorious day that I saw this: The story is so great, I couldn’t even begin to make it up. So I had to go to the dreaded Federal building to get a new passport. And although the Federal Building is one of the...

Freak Of The Week: Something’s Fishy

Something’s Fishy & it’s certainly my Freak of the Week. I think activists are great. In the hippie town that I call home, there are roadside war protesters every Friday night– rain or shine. Their dedication and conviction is nothing short of admirable. But some people tend to get carried away. Like the kind whose parents give them a Mercury Sable station wagon and they...

Freak Of The Week: Mickey’s Mini

In Southern California, we have plenty of Disney fanatics.  It’s kinda sad.  You would think that our proximity to Disneyland would incite the kind of landmark indifference enjoyed by most other major city dwellers.  New Yorkers ignore the Statue Of Liberty and San Franciscans steer clear of Alcatraz, one would hope we’d all be too cool for The Happiest Place On Earth.  But instead, I...

Freak Of The Week: Palisades Party Van

Gettin’ freaky via your vehicle happens a lot in this town.  It’s one of the reasons I love LA. However, there are a few pockets of exclusion– one of which is the Palisades. Perched casually above the Pacific between Santa Monica and Malibu, the Pacific Palisades is the New Canaan of LA.  It’s rich, preppy and squeaky clean– which isn’t weird at all in Connecticut,...

Freak Of The Week: Jesus & The White Van

I’ve got a friend in the South Bay who’s seen Jesus. In fact, she sees him just about every week, in his van, at the Trader Joe’s parking lot in Redondo Beach: Now I’m not saying it’s Jesus himself, but it does make a lot of sense if it is. If I were dead for 2,000 years, my first stop on Earth would likely be...