I'm a really bad driver. When I'm in L.A. my husband always has to park the car for me, because I'm likely to hit something.
L.A. is nothing but a bunch of driving, and I hate all that damn driving 'cause it interferes with my drinking.
When my car broke down in L.A., nobody stopped. They just kept whizzing by.
Listening to hard rock on the subway doesn't work for me, especially modern hard rock. Driving in L.A. helped me to understand the appeal of that music.
I've always driven big SUVs. I'm from Maine, and there's a point to driving a big SUV in Maine. I don't really need a 4WD in L.A., but on the 405, people are crazy, and you need a tank. I like the visibility factor.
I have a 15-passenger van, which is not fun to drive in L.A. ever.
I cuss like a sailor; I smoked cigarettes for many years but quit and have never looked back; also, I ride a motorcycle... in Los Angeles... so there ya go.
I'd do whatever it takes to stay in California; maybe not L.A. because it's so crazy.
There are two modes of transport in Los Angeles: car and ambulance. Visitors who wish to remain inconspicuous are advised to choose the latter
I usually go out riding late at night when there's no traffic because L.A. has become almost like the Philippines now as far as traffic.
