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Post by Mini Mia on Jul 30, 2014 13:51:55 GMT -6
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Post by Spock on Jul 30, 2014 14:10:59 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Aug 1, 2014 7:23:19 GMT -6
That was a good article, Joxie - it made me chuckle.
As Spock posted, there is a Hell, Michigan. Unlike F***ing, Austria, Hell has capitalized on its name; it's the town's only claim to fame. You can have your own little piece of Hell, be mayor of Hell for a day, or even order postcards on-line telling someone to "Go to Hell"; they will also send them for you if you request so they'll be postmarked from Hell.
I've never gone to Hell, been put through Hell, and thusly, I've never been to Hell and back. You can't easily get to Heaven from Hell; there is no Heaven, Michigan. While you're in Hell, you can find Bliss though; all you have to do is look at a Michigan map.
Bliss is a pleasant name; so is Mount Pleasant, where LX goes to college. Mount Pleasant is a good name for a college town - I'm sure there have been more than a couple of parents of college students that thought 'how bad can a place be if it's got a name like Mt. Pleasant?" Unlike Bad Axe. Not the best name for a town, but definitely a great setting for a B-Horror flick about psychopathic killers on the loose, chopping up their victims into little pieces.
Or if you slur it, it'd be one bad-@ss town.
There is also a Wooden Shoe, Michigan, which is far far away from Holland, Michigan where they make wooden shoes.
While I haven't lived in a town with an unusual name, when we lived in Kentucky, our house was off of Turkey Foot Road. Calm down, Stepper - I said Turkey Foot, not turkey leg.
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Post by stepper on Aug 2, 2014 17:18:37 GMT -6
But it's close, eh Gams! There are three "Turkey" towns, and while traveling between the one in TX and NC, we could stop in Hot Coffee, Miss. Maybe I can get my hands on some turkey legs there.
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Post by Phalon on Aug 3, 2014 7:53:33 GMT -6
Hot Coffee for sure, then definitely head down to Cocoa Beach!
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Post by stepper on Aug 3, 2014 16:40:39 GMT -6
We might need to stop in Sugarland TX before heading for the beach.
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Post by Phalon on Aug 4, 2014 6:13:42 GMT -6
Let's see...caffeine in Hot Coffee, sugar in Sugarland, sugar and caffeine in Cocoa Beach. Sounds like we need to head up to Sleepy Hollow, NY for a nap afterward. Or maybe if we don't want to run into anyone headless, Ten Sleep, Wyoming.
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Post by stepper on Aug 4, 2014 10:46:23 GMT -6
In Sleepy Hollow you'd have to keep one eye open all night. You might wake up in (or with) Sleepy Eye, MN. And if the Headless Horseman really did come for you, you might escape in a car you got in Dodge City, KS.
But Ten Sleep? Sounds like my kind of place!
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Post by Phalon on Aug 6, 2014 6:15:16 GMT -6
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Post by stepper on Aug 10, 2014 17:18:25 GMT -6
We could meet at Four Corners in The Navajo Nation to discuss it, although that's not really a city. So long as the supplies for the coffee didn't come from Burnt Water, Arizona I think either would be okay. Really, we'll probably need to visit both. I've experienced a serious crash or two after a sugar high.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 30, 2014 5:40:13 GMT -6
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Post by moonglum on Oct 30, 2014 14:34:42 GMT -6
We have a village in Essex called Ugly, and it has a branch of the Womens Institute. Yep, the Ugly Womens Institute.
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Post by stepper on Oct 30, 2014 17:23:15 GMT -6
BOLL! Good one Moonglum.
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Post by Phalon on Oct 31, 2014 7:02:39 GMT -6
He's not kidding...although the organization, for obvious reasons, eventually changed its name to the "Women's Institute of Ugley"...a little better perhaps, but not by much. An interesting article about Ugley, and other England towns with unusual names... www.telegraph.co.uk/property/9334187/Whats-in-a-place-name.html
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Post by stepper on Oct 31, 2014 22:58:29 GMT -6
Didn't think he was - I just think it's funny.
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Post by moonglum on Nov 2, 2014 12:36:07 GMT -6
Just across the border, in the neighbouring county of Hertfordshire, is the village of Nasty. Yep, they too have a womens institute. However they were a little more coy. As you entered the village, a large sign proudly announced their branch of the womens institute. It bore the name of the village next door.
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Post by stepper on Nov 2, 2014 15:52:48 GMT -6
China Grove - commemorated in song by the Doobie Brothers. I have no idea why they created this song - it's little more than a dot on the map west of San Antonio. There are no samurai, and in fact I don't think they even have a Chinese restaurant.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 17, 2017 4:47:25 GMT -6
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Post by Mini Mia on Jul 18, 2017 14:22:52 GMT -6
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