In which I confess to Liz D. and Squid that I don't know what's an SUV and what's a minivan so I never know who to hate. Heated explanation with pointing at the street ...
Squid used to band spotted owls from an SUV.. a land rover... for the b. of land management. she demos a spotted owl call.
Liz says her first suburban was a beater and was perfect and you could take the seats out... not fancy... a thing of beauty... And now they have leather seats and are all fancy. "It was so upsetting. It's like seeing someone you love very much get a boob job."
I am blogging from the restaurant, a bit tipsy... we are outside the RWC library.



I learned to drive in my dad's Suburban, long before the soccer mom was even invented. My dad had a Suburban so he could take the seats out, put his john-boat in the back and go fishing. That's why they were called "sport utility vehicles".
Now the proper name is "urban assault vehicle".
The term SUV covers two very different kind of vehicles. Some are actually smallish cars jacked up high, the ones that look like Jeeps and roll over in any crosswind over 10 MPH. Others are like the Suburban, the Navigator, etc. -- a living room built on a truck chassis.
Minivans are a little lower and shorter than the latter category of SUV. They're more like overgrown station wagons. If you've got to drive seven people around on a regular basis, a minivan is a small compromise with the devil. As opposed to a full-sized SUV, which is the devil's work itself.
I had decided that Freud was all wrong about penis envy, until the Republican women of Texas all started driving Navigators...
Posted by: Prentiss Riddle | September 04, 2006 at 08:41 AM