Let’s face it, we all get into planning ruts. A public meeting gone awry, a discontented client, a community that just doesn’t get it. I like to call it planning fatigue, and up until a month ago, I was headed down that path. But a meeting of the minds which converged in my hometown, Miami, brought me a little closer to god, the planning god, that is. Joe Riley, the mild mannered and poignant mayor of Charleston brought me to planning euphoria. If you’ve heard him speak, then you know what I mean. If you haven’t, well let me bring you up to speed.