“The consolidation of power into the role of an inspector general is the whole point of Prop. C, says Harrington, who was city controller from 1991 to 2008. The distributed powers held by all these different agencies clearly isn’t getting the job done at the moment.The Ethics Commission ...
The next day you read a poem at an open micabout drinking Gefilte Fish Detritus.I felt as if my shrink was paid fifty-thousand-dollarsby the National Enquirer to reveal my dietary misgivings. And though what you achievedwas a few cheap laughsby our fellow poet friendswithout mentioning my n...
aI was a free fish 正在翻译,请等待...[translate] a為什麼沒有施工 Why doesn't have the construction[translate] aOpen up your plans and damn you’re free 开放您自由的您的计划和该死的[translate] a这照片我几天前看过 This picture I several days ago have looked[translate] ...
Well, I was. She’s more of a vintage artifact these days, but she’s still with me, watching over my office from atop a tall storage cabinet. This was the doll who spoke when you pulled the string behind her neck, saying things like “I’m hungry” or “I love you.” Now she ...
I woke up at 5:30am this morning, not that unusual but this time it was the Difficult Leg that drove me out of bed, not the Need of the Bathroom, although that was present, too. So I decided to continue with the morning’s needs and habits. It takes a long time to get up. I...
Swiftly stitching till the moment of departure, Anxiously fearing a delayed return was she. Who suggested that the heart of a blade of grass, Could repay the warmth and brilliance of the Springs? Standing near the departure gate of Terminal 1, I was reminded of this poem as I watched diffe...
My father was a fisherman who was always getting ready to plan, to layout a scheme, to pencil in a strategy, to address the goal of heading on down to the trout stream and maybe, if the weather is just right, put a line in the water. But if not today, then tomorrow, and certainl...
As a metropolis, it’s possibly the biggest cliché in the world. Maybe that was why this superstar primate city honestly didn’t fire me up too much. I stayed in both Montmartre and Le Marais, and the problem wasn’t the food (obviously terrific), or the people (surprisingly friendly)...
Well, it's true. As we continue our vacations, both actually and mentally, feast your ears back to the final part of the final episode of the podcast that turned into this podcast before it was a podcast. (Checking his notes)... Eh, it's all very timey-wimey. Just try to keep up...
He saw that in the spot he had missed, was a bit of dark matter, and some hairs. He nearly succumbed to hysteria when he asked himself the obvious question:“Which one of these is from the skull of my Dad?” He noted that there were a couple of blond hairs there, amongst the silv...