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LUDIC LOG
06.28.2004
From the 2004 edition of Frontage
Road U.S.A.: Adventures Just Off The Superhighway, we are
pleased to present the chapter entitled "Oddest-Named Cities In
America". Special thanks to the Jug-O'-Shine Publishing for
permission to excerpt this material.
Nipples, FL.
Originally planned as a cultural and intellectual haven in the
theme-parks-and-outlet-malls wasteland of central Florida and meant to
be called Naples, this planned community was doomed from the start
after a misunderstanding involving the county record-keeper and the
city planner, a Swiss immigrant with a pronounced accent. Far from becoming a mecca of
learning and art, it attracted record numbers of pornography stores and
gentlemen's clubs. And, although there are an above-average
number of museums, they commemorate not local folklore or ethnic pride
but "the history of the tit".
To Be Determined, MT.
A note scrawled on the town charter by Mitchell Ormand, the thoughtful
founder of this former mining town illustrated his determination not to
make a hasty decision with something as important as the name of the
boom town that would bear his legacy into the future.
Unfortunately, he was hit by a train only three days later, and his son
and heir proved to be rather literal-minded. "We always meant to
change the name of the place to Ormand or Mitchelltown or something,"
says five-term mayor Frances Keller, "but after so much time it sorts
seems pointless. Visitors are encouraged to visit the To Be
Announced Festival, time and date pending.
Ass Munch Loser Town,
MI. Struck by hard times in the 1986 when the auto
industry that supported it began sending jobs out of the country, the
city of Springdon held a widely publicized contest in which entrants
would pay a substantial fee to enter a raffle. The winner would
be granted the right to rename the town, and the municipal coffers
would receive a much-needed infusion of cash. However, the PR
firm which engineered the raffle neglected to include an expiration
date on the naming and an age limitation for entrants, and Carl
Burrows, the then-14-year-old son of a wealthy auto industry executive,
won the right to saddle Springdon with its regrettable name. Town
elders hoped that after the young man matured, he might reconsider his
decision, but much to their chagrin, Burrows, now 32 and a wealthy auto
industry executive himself, refuses to allow a name change. "I
think it's fuckin' hilarious," he says. "After all, you have to
admit, that town is full of ass munch losers."
Almost Hitler, NC.
A small town in the north central part of the state occupied by small
farmers and tobacco growers, Almost Hitler (formerly Scovil) is the
home of the Brande family, the wealthiest citizens in the area.
In the mid-1950s, patriarch Kendall Brande, a notorious gambler, lost
all his ready cash in a poker game to a rival from nearby
Coverdell. Desperate to recoup his losses, Brande offered a
unique bet: if he won the next game, he got back all the cash
he'd dropped that night. If he lost, the rival won the right to
alter the town charter and give it the worst name he could think
of. Fortunately, Brande won the bet. Unfortunately, he
stumbled home the next morning, still drunk after his night of
gambling, and imperfectly attempted to communicate to the city
registrar that the name of the town was almost Hitler.
TODAY'S DRIFTWOOD: "Big plans, elaborate schemes and grand designs
sort of messily bleeding into one another have created Chicago's
reputation for rawness. But that rawness is just ambition --
sometimes ambition run amok -- that has acquired a life of its own." (Pat Colander)