Motorhead Mama Blog

Only In LA: Gas Stations

In the rest of the country, the gas station is just another necessary eye sore. But here in LA, like everything else, the gas station is different.  First of all, it’s not optional–everybody’s filling up..all of the time. Second, (besides yoga class and AA meetings) it’s one of the few place we actually interact– or at least check it each other out.  Lastly, because we...

The Law of El Camino Attraction

Out here in La La Land, we believe in some crazy sh*t.  Like karma, aura and wheatgrass. In the past few years, "The Law of Attraction" has been all the rage.  Now, I'm not here to tell you if that "putting it out there" works or whether or not you should go buy "The Secret." I'm just gonna say this, exactly a week after I...

How You Doin’, El Camino?

It’s happened to all of us.  Somewhere random, like a grocery store, restaurant or gym, you get confronted by someone– someone mysteriously attractive– claiming that they know you from high school. “It’s me, Danny! From the computer lab?” and you think to yourself ‘no way!’ that dude was such a dork in high school!  How did he turn into… a hottie? How did I miss...

Supercar Sunday

It's an American institution!  Madonna's gonna be there! There's a zip line! However much the hype, I just can't get into Superbowl Sunday.  I'll tell you what I CAN get into– SuperCAR Sunday. This fantastic thing happens every Sunday, in the Macy's parking lot in Woodland Hills. Sure it sounds completely unsexy, but unlike a lot of the other So Cal automotive gatherings (Mini dudes in...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Attention Seekers

Here in La La Land, driving a fancy car is no big thang.  Buy yourself a G wagon and guess what’ll happen? You’ll park somewhere in West Hollywood next to another G wagon: Doh! Because of this, plenty of people take their exotic-anywhere-else-in-the-word automobile and embellish it a little (or a lot). You got your crazy colors:     “I just got an M3!” “Yawn”...

Broke, Dorky & Smokin’ Hot in LA

In the Bay Area, geeks are powerful. Even those who aren’t happily ensconced in their post-IPO mansions and banging Russian supermodels are rocking pocket protectors and Coke bottle glasses with no shame.  This is because in twenty minutes, their start-up is going public and they’re going to be… you guessed it… banging Russian supermodels. In New York, geeks are revered– people actually care where you...