"I meant to send this out yesterday. There is a Justice Committee Mental Health Subcommittee meeting scheduled for Tomorrow, Wednesday June 29 at 2 p.m. in the Commission Conference room near the sixth floor elevators here in City County Building."Now, hell, I'm trying to do the least amount of work here as possible. (Did you see this brilliant piece I wrote today?) And then here comes the administration.
But there's a catch.
I fired this email back to the county communications manager:
“Guess you just blew the adequate public notification rules, huh? Heh.”A few minutes later, Grider calls, saying that county Law Director Joe Jarret said it's probably best to leave at least 48 hours between notifying the public and holding the meeting. (You know, that little thing called the Sunshine rules.)
Grider then sent out the following note:
"Please disregard this notice. The meeting has been postpone. When it is rescheduled, I will send out another notice.”Now, you might think I'm picking on Grider. I'm not, actually. He did the right thing and I applaud him. I've gotten a lot of these notices at the last minute from some other county – and city – officials. And they don't really care about the rules.
So, normally I take a drink whenever Grider screws up (it's a game we play that he doesn't know about), but I won't this time. And in fairness - and to all the folks out there who will say I'm the pot calling the kettle black - I take a drink whenever we have to run correction.
That's probably why I'm stumbling around half the time.