Motorhead Mama Blog

10 Commandments of LA Driving

Welcome to Los Angeles! Now throw away all the rules you came with– this is the Wild West.  “But I drive in Manhattan!”  is the inevitable retort.  Congratulations Mr. Big Apple, we don’t give a flying carpet. Here’s what you...

Dude Or Douchebag, Matte Black Edition

Full disclosure– I’m a HUGE matte black fan.  I like a mean car, a growler, a real BAD machine (“not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good”– thank you, Rev. Run).  And with matte black, a mean car just looks...

“You Are What You Drive” (Bite Me!)

I think it’s funny that when I head to other cities, people always say to me “Yeah, LA, you are what you drive, right?”  And they say it in this bitchy, condescending way. Pisses me right off. To you, I...

Nissan: the Rodney Dangerfield of car companies

I’m a car snob. There– you happy? I am.  But I still have to give it up to Nissan. Not only are they they guys that went from this: the stunningly terrible Sentra. To this: , and even they just...

Where you been, bumper sticker? Part One

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...

Where you been, bumper sticker? Part Two

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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