bbkaro

I got a voicemail this weekend from a friend in Yuba City. As long as I've known this guy, including the time he lived in Sacramento, he has been trying to get me to visit "The YC." Stories about weird okie folks and altogether implausible Twin Peaks-style anecdotes about random people and places have entertained me, but never truly encouraged me to pack up for an evening (let alone weekend) in the Sierra foothills. The ghost town excursion I took with my brother this past summer lasted only a day... and I's still got sand in m'boot.



Here's the message he left:
"Hey dude one more interesting fact about Yuba City that I forgot to tell you and I keep seeing these things that freak me out. Theres this phenomenon with big trucks and these big truck drivers, like, you know, like four-wheel-drive guys. They attach testicles to the trailer hitch so it looks like, you know, the truck has a ballsac. So these things swing freely under the bumper of the truck and they are very grody. So reason number ten for you to come and visit Yuba City. Anyways, have a good weekend man and see you soon."

So, naturally, I have every intention now of heading up north. I'm going big game hunting folks! Gonna bag me some shots of real-life truck testicles! Current plans are to go up the weekend of the Daytona 500. Some race of some sort. I'm told that's when the town really comes alive. If I'm really lucky, I may even score an interview with a local. And if I'm really drunk, I may end up asking why, for fuck's sake, you would attach a pair of goddam balls to your truck?!?

Not an urban myth:
bumpernuts

If they weren't so expensive (must be the "powder coating") I'd buy a pair for some April 1st fun...