Seely, Capleton, Cavell, Redfern, Cartier, De Bullion, and the current one is a saint’s name.
Personally, I think Ethel Avenue is a lovely name. I would, without hesitation, move to Gay Street. The kitsch value alone would be worth its weight in gold.
All the streets in my neighborhood are names after places in Scotland. (Glendevon, Durness, Balintore etc…) Not terribly weird.
Las Vegas does have some strange street names
Donner Pass Drive
Lovett Lane
Virgin Street
Swimminghole Street
Ocean Front Drive (funny since we are 400 miles from an ocean)
Maseratti Drive
Gomer Street
Pyle Street
Lonsome Biker Lane
Lone Jogger Drive
Lord Orville Court
Dixieland Street
Dillweed Drive
Dike Lane
The ‘Star Wars’ Streets :
Vader Avenue
Kinobe Avenue
Skywalker Avenue
Lucas Avenue
(If you look at the bottom of the map there is a Fast Lane)
The Ohio Republican Party refused to have their address on Rich Street. Like the article states, it would have been interesting to see them on Gay Street in downtown Columbus.
I’d live on Gay Street, or any of the other street names mentioned here, way, way, way before I’d ever even consider living on L. Ron Hubbard Way.
OMG GOD. I want to move to Vegas now!
Chicago has a lot of honorarily named streets. (Real street names are on green signs, honorary street names are on brown signs.) My favorite is 103 Martyr Saints. I don’t know what it refers to, but I like it. It has character.
No problem at all with gay.
Though I am reminded of the old Chicago joke…
What 3 streets in Chicago rhyme with a womans’ private parts?
Melvina,
Paulina, and…
wait for it…
Lunt.
HA! Kills me every time. :eek:
Not only WOULD I live on Gay Street, I did live on Gay Street for 4 years. Yup, my first “starter” home was on Gay St.
After the first 6 months, the joke goes away. Honestly. You don’t even remember that Gay St. is a funny name, until you move away for a few years. Then it becomes funny again.
Considering how unaffordable housing is in my area, if it meant I had the chance to own a house, I’d live on the corner of Buttfuck Street and Shitstain Lane.
We had a Street Rd in PA. I live in Hawaii now and it’s always fun to ask visiting friends to pronounce local steet names such as Likelike Highway and Kalanianaole Highway.
Let’s see, I went to Gayman Elementary on Ferry Road, I don’t think living on Gay street would be a problem. Now, not to far from where I grew up in PA there was a Tapeworm Road. That might be a problem. But not as bad as the Butt one in the link above. (I, too, remember Street Road.)
There were plenty of great street names around there to balance that one out. (Cold Spring Creamery Road, Shady Hollow Road, Burnt House Hill Road, …)
Before we moved to NYC, my wife and I lived in Syracuse. There was a certain street that we had vowed to visit before we moved, and a week prior to moving, our dreams came true.
We drove twenty miles, but man it was worth it.
Sure, I’d live in Faggot, Mincing Lane, Bummer’s Hill, Wide Open Dykes, or Cum Hag Wood. Who wouldn’t?
Feh. That’s nothing. Here in Marin, we’ve got Lucas Valley Road. Know who lives on it?
George fucking Lucas, that’s who!
And no, the road is not named after him. It’s been called Lucas Valley since at least the late 19th century.
There’s a Rue Éthel in my neighbourhood.
In the Montreal suburb of Kirkland, there’s a subdivision where all the streets are named after wine: rues Chianti, Cabernet, Chablis, Beaujolais, Madeira, etc.
We live about half an hour from Hershey, and while there is a Hershey Expressway, there is, sadly, no Hershey Highway. Because I would SO move there just to be able to say that was my address…
Heck, I’m a whacky Rightist & I’d live on Gay Street.
I’d hesitate to move to Hershey Highway, but Gay Street would be fine.
I once drove through Gay, MI. There is a bar there called … (are you ready for this?) … Gay Bar.
Heh. Love that joke. I used to live at the very corner of Paulina and Lunt; it was fun giving directions to friends.
My prior apartment was in the West Village, around the corner from Gay St. - all one block of it. When I moved in I barely even chuckled, since even by 1995 the West Village had turned into the Lower Upper West Side - all straight people with strollers.