Tired of reading about the Strib's financial tribulations? Sorry about that. Ready for some frivolity flecked with good news? You know we've got you.
You may remember Foucault's Pothole on North 17th St. and Washington. Hold that memory in your heart, because that's all it is now.
Paul Demko left just as we were starting to make an impact. How could the guy leave to write about inconsequential things like political contests when Pothole Haiku was touching lives?
Am I taking credit for getting this pothole fixed? Sure, I'll take the credit. Blame? That's for suckers.