Set in stone, er, um concrete

If you know me at all you may have noticed that I tend to notice things that other people gloss over. This can be considered amusing, charming or annoying -- whatever your perspective it is one of my quirks.

I have a particular fondness for odd signs along the way and sidewalk stamps gone wrong.

Today's posting then is about long wrong stamped in concrete "where am I again" mistakes set in concrete.


There's a small/short street called Blaine that runs from Cleveland to Centre (or Center depending on who you ask) but on one particular corner, Blaine has its own identity crisis as shown by these unedited images.