Wanda Arlicious… she’s my truck.
Mostly at my wife’s insistence, and to some extent my own amusement, I named my truck.
It was no easy task, let me tell you. Hercules had an easier time taming the horses of Diomedes. Like everything else I do, I overthought it by about six days. It wasn’t on my radar as a crucial decision I needed to make, unlike choosing a CDL/truck driving school, trucking company, or which type of truck I wanted to drive:
⇦flatbed...
⇦dry van...
⇦reefer...
⇦tanker.
⇦flatbed...
⇦dry van...
⇦reefer...
⇦tanker.
The difference between dry van and reefer trucks is that ‘reefer’ refers to ‘refrigerated;’ see the box attached to the front of the trailer? It’s a refrigeration unit that keeps the contents of the trailer cool or frozen.
…but at my wife’s insistence (insistence is such a nicer word than if I had said constant nagging) I needed to come up with something. And I knew she wasn’t going to let it go. It’s sort of like when I’ve plopped down onto the bed at night before brushing my tooth: she’ll start poking me while repeating “hey Pete, why don’t you go brush
your teeth… poke-poke-poke- hey Pete, hey Pete, hey Pete, the Cavity Creeps are coming, poke-poke- hey Pete, hey Pete… poke-poke-poke- over and over and over again, until I get up and brush my damn teeth. It can be quite maddening, but in a loving, hygienic way.
She thought I should give the truck a female name, but what sort of girl’s name do you give to a behemoth that can pull 80,000lbs up a hill? Olga? Helga? Bertha?
And who, on God’s green earth, of non-German or -Eastern European descent would name the object of their affections Olga, Helga, or Bertha?
And who, on God’s green earth, of non-German or -Eastern European descent would name the object of their affections Olga, Helga, or Bertha?
I knew I needed to get to know my truck first; did it have a personality? What sorts of quirks were I going to find? Over the course of several weeks I became familiar with my truck, learned its moods and idiosyncrasies, and the name just came to me. Wanda Arlicious.
Arlicious Street is a road I passed while driving with an instructor during my time in Schneider’s bulk training program in southeastern Houston. What a great name, Arlicious Street. I had hoped it would fit, somehow. To understand the name Wanda you need to be familiar with 1990’s pop culture… there was a short-lived variety show on the Fox network, In Living Color, that in my opinion far exceeded Saturday Night Live in its consistent hilarity. This is where Jim Carrey honed his funnyman skills, as well as the entire Wayan clan along with Jamie Foxx, David Alan Grier, and Tommy Davidson, just to name a few. Oh yeah, and a dancer on the show named Jennifer Lopez went on to sing a few songs and dabble in a few other ventures.
Jamie Foxx as Wanda |
The a/c works great, keeps me chilled on 100° days and 80° nights, I acquired shelves for her interior, and her motor has not failed to get me up and over any hill yet, no matter the length or grade. I keep her clean, full of fluids, and even carpeted her floor. We seem to have a mutual admiration for each other, and I couldn’t be happier with any other truck.
Wanda's backside (left cheek) |
Right cheek. |
Jamie Foxx as Wanda |
In Living Color's Wanda |