It’s all a mess now. No second second-chance. I left New York a year to the day after I left St. Petersburg. I felt rejuvenated, restored. In my first weeks back, I lectored at my church, joined the Friends of North Branch Library, saw old acquaintances never forgotten. Life was grand. I wrote an article for Creative Loafing. I won the fang-and-claw at Tiger Bay. I was back. I mean baaaccckkk. Then He came knocking. My old friend Politics. For…
There is a must-read in this week’s Weekly Planet, er, Creative Loafing that compares and contrasts the downtowns of Tampa and St. Petersburg: “Think of this initial story as a collection of impressions — our attempt to take the temperature of the two downtowns on an average working day. On two recent mid-week afternoons, the entire editorial staff fanned out, first in Tampa and then in St. Pete, to experience the state of the city in such areas as condo…
Yes, that is a subtle jab at The Weekly Planet, which is changing its name back to Creative Loafing. Evidently, the Planet’s staffers endure too many Superman jokes and so they are returning to their original masthead. Of course, the latest title in the Superman movies is Superman Returns, hence Creative Loafing Returns. That sucked didn’t it. What doesn’t suck is the Weekly Planet/Creative Loafing. I only wish there was more content in it, especially more local content. I once…
