Before heading to the airport, where I’m now awaiting my flight to Savannah for the AMIA Conference, Aimee and I had a tasty dinner at BLD on Beverly. Or, as the sign on the street where we parked would have us believe, “Beverley.” How does that mistake get made in the first place, I wonder, but more importantly, how does no one notice when they’re putting it up, and why has it lasted this long without getting replaced? Weird.