Motorhead Mama Blog

Drive Bys: What Is Street Art?

LA is full of dynamic, museum-quality, first-rate street art. We've got some Shepard Fairy floating around–  that's fantastic.  Banksy's been here, or so I'm told.  That's great if you're into that kind of stuff.  I think that's beautiful. But you know what is equally beautiful? This: Because while art is important, making me laugh at an intersection is equally valuable.  Especially because I've thought of those lyrics a million...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Bronco

This week, in honor of the 19th Anniversary of the OJ Simpson freeway chase, I would like to salute the Dudes & the Douchebags that have driven this classic Amerian vehicle. When I met my husband, he drove a Bronco– it stank like day old Big Macs and even older moldy wetsuits (hands off, ladies, he’s all mine) which is precisely what a Bronco is for, enjoying...

Freak of the Week: Biker Chic

Here in Southern California, we grow everything a little differently.  Roses grow like weeds.  Weed grows in rose gardens. And we love to take a great American stereotypes and rip them to shreds. If I were to say to you that during a local Memorial Day parade, a local mother of five rode through town on her bike, you’d probably expect something like this: Oh, so sweet....

Hey Ladies: Car Buying Quiz

I get a lot of questions from readers about what kind of car they should buy.  Green? High Performance?  Economical? Hell, I dunno– mainly because I don't know you.  So I've created this quiz to help us figure you out: Question 1: How Does This Picture Make You Feel? A. I hate to think what it will do to my hair. B. I hate to think of...

Freak Of The Week: The Patriot

In honor of Memorial Day, I'd like to take a minute to salute the men & women whose unbridled patriotism graces our streets, freeways & parking lots. I'll bet you've seen plenty of bumper stickers– American flags, 911 tributes, even those that boast about family in the military — this is fantastic. Super cool. But can any bumper sticker really compete with this guy? I don't...

Holy Mother Of Saab

This Mother's Day, I'm appreciating the Motorhead Mamas in my family and how they made me the woman I am today. You see, I come from a long, proud line of sharp- tongued, red-blooded and lead-footed women. My grandmother once drove her pale pink Aries K up onto the sidewalk, proceeded to flatten a stop sign and immediately instructed us in the backseat to "quit your worrying." (Grandma's weapon of choice, the...