Motorhead Mama Blog

Dude, Or Douchebag: Vanity Plates, Part Two

As any good lingerie salesperson will tell you, it’s always a good idea to cover up the majority of your junk in front of others.  Just show a peek & you’ll look more appealing.  However, here in LA, that’s really not our speed.  Within the first five minutes of meeting someone new in this town, you’ll learn about which step they’re on (out of the 12), which marriage they’re on,...

Only In LA: For Pete’s Sake Go To The Petersen Automotive Museum

I love museums. Don’t you? I know.  We’re both full of it. We only really go so we can tell people that we’ve been, we’ve seen it, & it was “amazing.”  But it wasn’t. We kinda both wish we had stayed home and used that valuable time to catch up on something equally educational, like “Long Island Medium.”  But we don’t. We go. Just to say we’ve been....

LA vs Mexico City: Fewer Nuts, More Coconuts

I just spent a few days in Mexico City & like everyone says, it’s great.  In fact, it’s pretty much just like LA. Let’s start with the obvious: traffic. Like LA, there is plenty of traffic in Mexico City.  And it’s bad.  The difference? In Mexico City, there are no Sig Alerts on the airwaves, no slow-poke tree huggers clogging the car pool lanes & no delusional electronic traffic signs spreading false hope.  Instead, traffic...

Freak of the Week: Sweet Kaos Surprise

The other day, my daughter was home “sick” from school.  Knowing she was full of it, I did what any good parent would do– dragged her to the pharmacy to buy the world’s worst-tasting medicine. That’ll teach her… In the Rite Aid parking lot, we spot this: I ditch my coughing child and start snapping: Then my kid catches up & probes, “Hey Mom, who do you think drives a car like...

Only In LA: A Load Of Porsche It

Just in case you're wondering how ridiculously wonderful it is to live in Los Angeles, let me give you a day in the life of yours truly, a self professed Porsche stalker.  Now I'm no groupie, not a 911 fanatic and I've yet to log any serious time in the loony bin.  However, if the opportunity arises, Mama is sure follow the Stuttgart scent. Even if it takes...

Come To Jesus Part II: The Popemobile, LA Style

Pope Francis is the real deal.  The Pope of the People.  He's the guy that lets greedy kids interrup mass.  The Pope that took the bus.  And just the other day, I saw him perform a Hollywood miracle.  It was at the intersection of Beverly and Robertson, a place where, on any given day, you can witness at least half of the deadly sins simutaneously.  Thus it seemed only fitting...