The LA Auto Show is Coming

Remember a couple of days ago when I was all, “I love my kids and I want to spend time with them.”? Well, that was a few days ago & I still love my kids but I am about to abandon them for three days and I’m totally okay with that. It’s AUTO SHOW TIME. I’m starting to get emails from the manufacturers about parties, press conferences and off sites and I realize that I’m looking forward to this more than I ought to. The folks at Lexus won’t tell …

Car Shopping: Part 783

You may recall that Jane recently requested an SUV or a crossover for her first vehicle. I’m open to this. What I never mentioned is that my mom has been making noises about buying herself a new car. She has a 2006 Lexus RS400h that lives in a garage, visits only the Lexus dealer and has less than 40,000 miles on it. As much as I love some of the new vehicles out there I want that car. Did I mention that it’s fully loaded? Mom had a checkup recently …

Atrophied Writing Muscles

On Christmas Day Mr. G, the kids and I packed up a swanky new Lexus RX F and headed to Arizona. Why Arizona? Obviously because Mr. G’s offices aren’t in Arizona. That was the one and only reason we went there and I’m thrilled we did. There had been some shakeups at Mr. G’s network and in August when it was time to start planning a winter vacation we genuinely had no idea where he’d be working or if he’d be working so nothing had been planned. Sometime around December …

You’re Not Media You Can’t Come In

I spent the day at the LA Auto Show. This is my sixth or seventh year where I’ve attended as credentialed media and it’s the first year where I felt like I had a valid plan of attack. I decided to skip the press conferences and to pick one car from each manufacturer to photograph and follow up on at a later date. The best laid plans… I have to confess that I got incredibly distracted once I hit the Convention Center floor. There were only three Bentleys and I …

I Never Lock My Car Door

Mr. G locks the Jaguar every single time he gets out of it and it makes me crazy. If I leave something in his car I have to hunt down a car key, unlock the car, grab my crap and then lock the car again. If I leave something in my car I walk outside, grab it and I’m done. I also leave my car unlocked for a more practical reason. If someone wants to steal something at least they won’t break the window. Well, the other night Alexander went …