For those of you who wanted actual names on your place-squares of Bradopoly, here you go. You probably will have to print out the gameboard in order to read all the names. There had better be no quibbling about hierarchy in regard to the streets named after the various bloggers, or there will be no chocolate pudding for anyone! (I'm practicing my authoritarian-uncle tone for when my niece Charlotte comes to intern for Bradley Enterprises. I have a feeling that she is going to need lots and lots of bossing around in order to keep her in line. Gorilla children are notoriously rambunctious.)
Here are the rules.