Wednesday, September 28, 2005

 
I'M SHOCKED.....

- Luật có đặt ra trách nhiệm của cơ quan phải ban hành định mức hợp lý, không để xảy ra tình trạng không có định mức hoặc có nhưng lỗi thời, lạc hậu?
- Cơ quan xây dựng định mức phải rà soát, bổ sung, thay đổi cho kịp thời với những biến đổi của thực tiễn. Không thể để năm nay 2005 mà vẫn còn định mức, tiêu chuẩn của những năm 1990. Trong (dự luật) này cũng có quy định trách nhiệm của cơ quan ban hành định mức. Nếu làm không đúng thì phải chịu trách nhiệm.
- Còn vấn đề xử lý trách nhiệm người đứng đầu trong cơ quan, đơn vị, tổ chức, địa phương để xảy ra lãng phí, ngoài trách nhiệm của người duyệt chi...?

.....SHOCKED I SAY!

Monday, September 26, 2005

 
as if.....

it's never too late.....if you start right now

it's a wonderful life.....choose to enjoy it

.....you didn't know

Sunday, September 25, 2005

 
video nite in ventura

for a change i decided to let my wife select the videos we'd rent for the weekend. for most of my life i've been the movie nazi. if i didn't select it, it sucked.

with an exception here and there that only re-enforced the rule of my elitism.

so she chose three: THE UPSIDE OF ANGER, MARIA FULL OF GRACE AND MARS ATTACKS! i had read that "upside" and "maria" were good films. and they were, especially "upside" which i initially wrote off as a "chick flick". about MARS ATTACKS! i vaguely remembered reading that it was lousy. so in order to watch it without feeling miserable i fortified myself with a couple of bong hits of humboldt hash. well my friend let me tell you, "mars" is a very funny film! in fact, at one point i laughed so hard i knocked the bongwater onto the white area rug. my wife was not too amused the next morning.

rent MARS ATTACKS! but place the bong across the room ;-)

Thursday, September 22, 2005

 
THE 7 - FOLD PATH
my wife has a friend whom i call Mr. New-Ager. he is always going on about the "universal mind", blah, blah, blah; and the "realized consciousness", yada, yada, yada. i'm sure you know the type.
well, the wifey stunned me with the news that Mr. New-Ager had belonged to a cult. and there had been a scandel with the guru involving finances, young boys and man-to-man sex!
in fact, i was so stunned by this piece of gossip that instead of inhaling, i exhaled just as i was laying flame to the last bit of Lebanese blond hash.
the nugget popped out of the bong, rolled off of the coffee-table, bounced twiced on the hardwood floor and then was immediately pounced upon and devoured by Fido. Fido is, of course, my wife's genetically designed toy chihuahua.
i thought about a story my mother recently told me: she was visiting a friend and workmate. my mom's friend had a baby who was across the room asleep in her crib beneath an open window. suddenly a cat appeared on the window-sill. from there it jumped in the crib and began to lick the baby's face. the baby's mother ran over to the crib, snatched the cat by the neck and hurled it out the open window. 6 floors up from the street.
i looked at Fido and the then glanced at the window behind him. it was shut and the blind was partially drawn. i looked at Fido again.
he is one very lucky dog.

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