I’m fascinated by the Bumper Stickers people plaster on their automobiles. Like the pot leaf? Dancing bears? Maybe those aren’t exactly the smartest choice unless you want Johnnie Law all up in your glove box. I’m just sayin.. Sometimes a bumper sticker...
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by motorheadmama · Published September 10, 2013 · Last modified October 7, 2013
California has its flaws, but being progressive is something we do well. Sure, we have no infrastructure, we're crippled by debt and you could rest a small continent in our economic divide, but we do lots of stuff before your state has even thought of it....
Bumper Stickers / Mama's Lists
by motorheadmama · Published April 8, 2013 · Last modified February 10, 2017
I dunno who said, “Eyes Are The Window Into The Soul.” It was like Jesus, Shakespeare or Leonardo Di Vinci, maybe Leonardo Di Caprio, somebody important. Anyway, that person was never stuck on La Cienega for 20 minutes waiting for the light to change...
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by motorheadmama · Published October 23, 2011 · Last modified April 27, 2015
Remember the days when there were real bumpers? Like the kind of black, rubbery material that allowed a girl (or a boy) to nudge their way into a tight parking situation without requiring an apology note on the windshield– go...
Bumper Stickers / Mama's Lists
by motorheadmama · Published October 23, 2011 · Last modified October 7, 2013
Welcome back. OK, Now to #3. Yeah, it’s another hippie one. It was especially good because it was on the back of a Winnebago parked in front of the West Hollywood book store Bodhi Tree: According to this blog, Non-Judgement...
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by motorheadmama · Published October 6, 2011 · Last modified October 7, 2013
For many of you, a hippie is the guy with the peace sign on the back of his Toyota: And to him I say, yawn. Come on, man. Here in California, we’ve got real, live hippies. The ones that have...
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