This morning I had to take Clifford our big red Dodge 1500 to get the oil changed and some routine maintenance done. I call it Clifford because Clifford never fit in his house and the truck doesn't fit in the garage.

Anyway, 5-6 days a week we drive my little gas sipper Dodge Caliber, Gretchen. She is slow but has all the nice bells and whistles and gets 28 mpg. But this morning I realized Clifford is such a joy to drive. The feel of being high up and the Hemi oh lord, no worries getting on the highway with that engine. I feel sad ashamed to say even with its horrible gas mileage (15-16 mpg), all those polutants I know we shouldn't be emitting, humongous tank ($85 fill up) and the fact that it fits no where to park I wish I could drive it everyday. Maybe it is my native Texan blood but there is no liberation in my 4 cylinder! Of course he will still sit parked 5-6 days a week, no changing that.

I am just saying it has become so horrible to drive a truck or SUV (and much of it can't be denied), I feel almost guilty most days owning one as I hear ranting about them but dang there is just too much fun in owning a truck. There I said it, no need to draw the firing squad. I didn't want to start an inflammatory thread just saying.

Anyone else have a guilty pleasure you feel like you shouldn't enjoy this much? Maybe you like caffeine too much, eat fried food, don't like compact flourescent bulbs, watch TV?