Tagged: freak of the week

Freak Of The Week: Mobile Messaging

I saw it first from afar. I was rolling up to the local library to snatch some offspring, when, from the far corner of this parking lot a glimmer of pastel painted freakiness shone in the distance: An early model Kia, oh this was gonna be good.  Some all seeing eyes? Even better.  What revealed itself was a DIY doozy of rudimentary images and inspirational,...

Freak Of The Ugen: Denmark’s Mama

Hi guys. Guess where I am? I’ll give you three hints: They are really good at baking things, designing things and drinking beer. They have a reputation of being happy. They don’t have an orange president. That probably doesn’t narrow it down quite enough. So I’ll tell you, I’m in Denmark– which if you’ve ever been here, you know, is awesome. The people are smart,...

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Freak of the Week: Wolfman Jimmy

There’s a truck parked in my neighborhood that my dog Gunner likes to pee on. Don’t believe me? Here’s Gunner in the left side of the photo..approaching his target: But who can blame him. Especially because the object of his affection is this magnificent GMC Jimmy +Homegrown trailer + Campershell combo. Here’s a better look: Yes that’s a chopped off truck bed. And yes, both...

Freak of the Week: Laker Fan Van

So you think you’re a Laker fan. Really? Why is that? Because you bought a season pass?  You slapped a bumper sticker on your Prius? A vanity plate on your Merc? Or perhaps your ass has a Laker tattoo? Well, this guy laughs at you: When this guy drives down the road, you don’t sit back and wonder what he watches on ESPN. There’s no...

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Freak Of The Week: Off Road Crown Vic

Although the police stopped using the Ford Crown Vic over 5 years ago, my heart still skips a beat when I see one. Case in point, this doozy I spotted yesterday in Malibu: Those lights! The roof racks! The side badge!  All perfectly legal. Yet from a mile away, between my dirty sunglasses and my screaming children, I panicked that I was in yet another speed...

Freak Of The Week: Masshole

(Warning: this post is wildly inappropriate for kids.  For a killer bedtime story, look at another post.) I recently returned from a family trip to Cape Cod.   By end of it, I needed a solid laugh.  Or at least a kick ass car spotting to ease my familial induced malaise. Happily, on my very last day, the Baby Jesus was kind enough to bless...