It seems that most of my douchebag of the week blogs have been about people being complete dumbasses on the road. Yesterday’s run in (literally) was no exception.
I was making a run to my local post office on the bike to mail some postcards: the Netherlands, China, & 2 within the US. It’s very close [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘douchebag of the week’
May 29, 2009
Douchebag of the Week! Username: Rearview mirror schmview mirror
April 26, 2009
Douchebag of the week! Username: Maniwannakillyou
Ah the wide open road. How I ever survived without two wheels before I have no idea. Hell, with the way it is in LA, how I’m going to survive on two wheels isn’t far off either.
Enter the first of many scooter related car agressive behaviors.
Dear people who drive cars,
I know you’re too busy not [...]
April 10, 2009
Douchebag of the week! Username: Heathers
Ah how many of you remember that beloved movie of the 80’s?
Let’s take a journey back in time to remember the female douchebags of my more formative years from one of my favorite cult classics. It will make sense later I promise.
From right to to left, seen above, the characters Heather Duke, Heather McNamara, and [...]
April 3, 2009
Douchebag of the week: usernames- Kings of “awesome”
This week’s douchebag award was actually sent in via a tip. For some odd reason I didn’t encounter a douchebag of my own so this is a special entry. Don’t worry, I’m not afraid of this turning into a regular basis. There’s a high density of douchebags in the greater Los Angeles area to make [...]
March 20, 2009
Douchebag of the week: Username Wig lady
I was walking back from S & W with my friend Jimmy and a random stranger stopped me and interrupted my conversation. This in itself is not that douche-y. I will admit I’ve done this a few times, albeit rare.
But what she stopped me to ask me was a bit rude for someone that I’d [...]
March 13, 2009
Douchebag Alert! Username: the foot connoisseur
“I don’t even care that you wrote it. I understand how you feel. But if you have a problem with me, tell me first. Or tell me after. But tell me. Confront me.”
Enter one of the best men I’ve ever encountered. Also, foot meet mouth yet again.
Every man I’ve become interseted in, and most every [...]







