Every town has the standards: First, Main, Broadway. I’m not sure why there’s a Texas Street in California, but, hey, maybe they ran out of ideas.Then there’s Why Worry Lane. Awww. I wanna live on Why Worry Lane – too bad the last house sold for $4.9 million — in 1999. Looks like I won’t ever live there; but I won’t have to live on Alcatraz either. Frank Zappa must have collaborated on Moonbeam Way. (Insert Twilight Zone theme song.)
Cookie Court, now I could live there. Coalmine View? No, I don’t want a view of the coalmine. Not that you would since living on Bay View doesn’t insure a view of the bay. I’d like to do a reverse directory search to see if anyone named Mercury lives on Winged Foot. Shady Lane…awww. That’s a possibility. No matter if I don’t like the house; I like the street name.
It would seem logical that Railroad Avenue would have a train passing by, but nooo. Easy Street? Nah.
Michigan has Physco Path – no, really.
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, don’t buy a house on Divorce Court. Stick to Lovers Lane.
Okay, now. It’s gotten out of hand. I just landed in Austria.
