Ain’t No Parade Like A Topanga Parade
‘Cuz a Topanga Parade smells like weed. This year’s celebration was one for the ages. Sixteen years ago, my husband and I decided that people suck, so…
‘Cuz a Topanga Parade smells like weed. This year’s celebration was one for the ages. Sixteen years ago, my husband and I decided that people suck, so…
The San Fernando Valley is, as my husband so eloquently describes it, ‘The asshole of LA.’ Only a few people really like to go there,…
18 years ago, I arrived in Los Angeles driving a Volkswagen Jetta GL. I drove it across the country with the essentials– all of my…
Don’t bother straightening your screen people, this wacky Volvo wagon’s more crooked than Congress. Spotted by a reader here in Topanga Canyon, this 1965-ish Volvo…
Mama heads over to the new & improved Petersen Automotive Museum to check it out before it opens. Is it awesome? I dunno, do you…
It’s surf season in LA. Actually, it’s always surf season in LA. More accurately, it’s currently LA’s tourist surf season– which is a delightful time…
If you’re stuck in traffic right now, you’re probably staring at a sea of Accord tail lights while you suffer through your third month of…
First, let’s answer the most burning question. Yes, it does rhyme with bacon. And no it does not rhyme with pecan. Feeling better? Yeah, me…
It may not have rained in LA for 2 years, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t just see a Rainbow, right where I least expect to:…
It all started with one, West Hollywood Zebra Douchebag. Like most tragic tales do. One afternoon, I spotted a crazy-looking zebra car parked in front of my office.…