KS GT – or K’s GT

OK, K, so you did a little artwork there, huh? Classy! Too bad you can’t just “buy an apostrophe” from the DMV, right?

Now is this a Shelby GT or a Mustang? Kinda looks like a ‘stang (just re-used your apostrophe thing!) but, then again, it seems to say S H E L B Y in there somewhere.

Oh – and I totally groove on the palm tree license plate from. Very equatorial!




LZR BIMR – Now we’re talkin’!

Elizabeth, is it? Eliza, perhaps?

You’ve fallen into the trap. Sorry.

Been looking for BIMRs for a while now, but all I seem to find are BNZs and some PTs sprinkled in. But I knew that the egotistic BIMR driver had to be out there somwhere. And then I found you, LZR.

You probably thought that the rhythmic sound of LZR BIMR would somehow obscure that fact that you couldn’t be prouder of your BIMR. Guess what? Conspicuous consumption is history, dear.


Black Frame Says "I'm cool - no need to thirdisize my BIMRness"

Black, generic frame says "I'm cool - no need to thirdisize my BIMRness"

CA 4STR – You Know You’re a STaR Baby!

When you’re a rock star, you get to party hard. Champagne and caviar. Tricked out, exotic car.

Or so it has been said.

Living the high life (more like the Hi-Life) cruisin in the Caddy in Ojai. Yeah, that didn’t last now, STR, did it? More like you’re driving a banged-up old piece of crap now. But, hey, good thing you blew some of that money from the good times on that plate, huh? Smart.


Roosevelt Never Had it Better

Roosevelt Never Had it Better


Wow – this one was a nailbiter. I was with the family walking around, I think, Paso Robles. Nice old town square, central California wine country, rife with the vacationing older couple set. To be expected, for sure. But how classic was it to find Samy (Sammy?) and his wife strolling back to their SL. And, how do I slyly take a photo without explaining to this nice couple that I find them totally lame? Such is my predicament.

I will say that I was good and sly about it – so much so that my son noticed the plate a minute after the deed was done and sealed in my cell phone camera, and he was going nuts trying to get me to get a pic as the happy couple backed out in their throaty coupe.

So am I too much of a wimp to confront these losers? Next time I’ll try to chat them up, Ali-G-Style.


You didn't get away!

You didn't get away!