Famous Named Street In My Town

Well, lets see, how hard was this week’s challenge from the fine Mr. Frost…. Ridiculously impossible!   Oh, what was the challenge precisely?  Streets in your town that share famous names.  Dear Reader, from there let’s break each barrier down on its level of impossibility shall we?

Your Town.

Uh, what exactly is that?  According to my mailing address, my town is Roy, Washington.  According to my phone bill, my town is Yelm, Washington.  According to proximity, my town is McKenna, Washington.  According to my bank account, clearly my town is Puyallup, Washington.  According to my speech patterns, my town is obviously Tacoma, Washington, South Tacoma to be exact. 

  Famous Names

So I googled my town according to mailing address to see if I could come up with a street in it that had the same name as someone famous.  What did I come up with, besides First Street, ’cause we all know Mr. First right?   Well the only famous name I saw on the map was Nixon.  Oh paleeze, do not make me go there. 

It all brings up horrible memories of my childhood household during some of the toughest times that strong abode saw, personally and politically, I was the product of a mixed marriage you see Dear Reader.  And then that name came up again in the few precious months I shared with my mom as she was dying. 

Yes, Dear Reader, I am famous for not knowing when to keep my mouth shut and duct taped.  I’m working hard on this lately, seemingly to no avail.  And now, poor Dear Reader, I have you to offend and sound all judgmental and harsh to.  So let’s just say that if I ever did get to my town I’m thinking I would not have known to take a photo of that street’s name, I tend to avoid unpleasantries, no, really, I actually do.

Implied Type of Photo

I’m going to take a semi-aware wild guess that the truly wonderful Mr. Frost was thinking of a photo of a street sign.  Uh, Pierce County, well most of Western Washington really, doesn’t believe in the photogenicness of street signs.  This isn’t Europe or even the East Coast nor do I live anywhere near Yuppy Historic Melodrama Fauxsentimentality Ville, so the likely hood of finding a lovely looking street sign, let alone a famous named one, is highly unlikely.  Not that the photo for my header is all that poetic, photographically speaking, but it beats spending precious garden time driving around looking for poetry in a green rectangle with reflective white block letters.

Justifications Abound

So rightly so the kind and forthright Mr. Frost has indeed chosen for this week’s header challenge a theme that is: “Something to make even Lanny’s brain scream!”   So here goes my feeble attempt at justifying my selection and entry for this week’s header challenge.  

Minus the street sign.  Mr.  Frost technically asked for the street that shared a famous name, not a street sign. 

Street or highway, is there really that big of difference?  They both are usually made of the same material.  You have to look both ways before crossing either.  And both are primarily use by automobiles.

Famous name?  Does famous really have to be famous because everyone thinks of the same person?  Or is just the name famous, recognizable by just about everyone, each person thinking of a fellow or gal or family that sports that name.  And does famous always conjure up likable, I realize that we have infamous for the undesired memorable folks but harkening back to the street I could have chosen in my town, famous for one, infamous for another eh?  But notable non-the-less. 

So there you have it, my justification for picking a photo of the actual pavement called McKenna Tanwax. 

McKenna as a name is quite famous, if you look it up on Wikipedia, you will find a fascinating history that goes with it.  Irish history, my favorite kind.  (check it out, my one “bathroom book” is The History of Ireland, by Giovanni Costigan one of the first non-compulsory books purchases I made in my young adult years.)

 If you would like to see a verification that indeed my front street does have a name other than Hwy 702, what more qualification that Google maps does one need. 
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And further more on Wikipedia the list of “famous” folks with the surname McKenna is broad in its scope of the type of fame that brought the person to the list.  How groovy is that, you can pick and chose what image the name conjures up for you, unlike the sign with a name such as Nixon might for most.

Okie-doke Dear Reader, I do believe I have dumped enough rationalizations on you to justify, at least in my mind the pathetic attempt at complying with this week’s theme.  It’s a street and it shares a famous name. 

 But for some wonderful poetic photos of streets that conjure up top of the head familiar stories of swash buckling heroes and heroines or savvy political leaders or talented artists of all sorts, please go visit the other participants:  Dave Fishing_Guy,  Mac, and Gail’s Man, , actually, minus Fishing Guy, who is on vacation, wish I had thought of a bow-out of my own. 

However it may be, let it not be said that the Lanny P. isn’t up to a bit of humble pie and being thrust rudely and hastily  to the bottom of the pile just a short one week after soaring to grand heights. 

There you have it, now I really must go weed and water and get ready for this weekend’s Framily Campunion.   I know I promised a schedule, hope you’re coming anyway in spite of my seat of the pants mode.  I will post a schedule tomorrow with the news of my sound whipping in this week’s contest. 

And then Dear Reader I do believe that you might not hear from me until next Monday at the earliest, Wednesday being the more likely resurface date.  I will try to sneak around the neighborhood late tonight and see what is going on with all of you, I feel like such a horrible bloggy person right now, heck just a bad do-er all around, nothing is coming out on schedule this week, save I suppose for this post if I am excused having it done and hour early so as to get back out in the yard.