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Edna then observes that the Paris Tourist Office in Pyramides has an excellent selection of hotel brochures. Bobphoto, boat cruise of the week looks at Edna. I look at Edna. Somebody has to ask, so I do. "Edna," I say, "Have you forgotten that you're staying in an apartment?"

Not yet attempted – the 'Boat Trip of the Week.'

"The hotel..." – name of a well–known chain – "...doesn't have them at home, so I get them here." With this we are back, sort of, with the scrap paper issue. No scrap paper in Europe but lots of hotel brochures, lots of scrap paper in America but no hotel brochures. The world is clearly wobbling on its spindles.

Outside there is a piercing wail of police sirens closely followed by a squad of racing motorcycle cops, followed by three copcars bulging with cops, at warp speed. Could be the revolution–bis.

Meanwhile the interior of the café is drifting sluggishly past the mid–point of the afternoon towards the part of the day sometimes referred to here as 'cinq–à–sept.' The 'Waiter of the Week' carefully avoids our half of the café. Out of my upper eye I see Willy the Bird scrounging around in the overhead lights.

My notes say Bob says, "Superpanne." This is exactly what I have here. I mean I am broken down because I only have this one word and I don't remember what it refers to. It means colossal break–down, like the coming near–general strike we are promised sometime soon.

We go out on the terrace for the 'Group Photo of the Week.' Nobody bothers us while we do this. Some weeks people passing by think we are famous people doing this, but it is merely a hallowed tradition of the club.

I am unable to tell Edna when the first day of school is because there are two 'first' days and they are changed every year, kind of depending on the schedule for voting for president, which is in 2007. The kids going to schools on four–day weeks have already begun, so that they can put in equal time by the end of next June.

The rest of the kids, about two–thirds of the total in France, return to school tomorrow. Somebodyphoto, edna, bob, going to louvre on tonight's TV–news was silly enough to let this secret slip out. Please do not ask me why the major return– to–school is on a Friday.

Edna and Bob on their way to the Louvre.

I also do not remember the conversational subject that has led Bob to telling my that he has had a very large portion of pot–au–feu for lunch. It was followed by a huge, he says, rhum baba. I have never had either, singly or in combination. I think they must be dishes only loggers would eat, if they were at a sponsored political convention, which are called Université d'Eté here. Please don't ask.

Alarming News

Alarming news is reaching here about the hurricane that struck the United States gulf coast on Monday. Details, as sketchy as they are, show that we should be concerned for all who live in the area, and this includes several club members. This particular hurricane has been one big number greater that the ones that routinely plow through the vicinity. I for one, am thinking about the fine people who have graced meetings here and hope they are all safe and sound. Without waiting for me, Jacques Chirac has already offered France's aid.

About the Café Metropole Club's About Page

Today's club meeting 'report,' hacked out on sticky keys, scarcely clears up what this is about. If you have a second or two to spare twirl your orbs over the virtual 'About the Café Metropole Club' page with its ridiculous hodgepodge of mangled photos, tiring words and the woeful tatter of a membership card. You can join the club too, no fuss or bother, on any 'Thursday of the Week.' There are lots of them every year.

When, Why Not, Who, Where, What, How?

These club meetings, as these spiffy affairs are called, begin at 15:00, in the afternoon, always on Thursdays and continue for a couple of hours until 17:00, always in the western Euro Time zone, now in its getting shorter slide into autumn modus. Known in semi–exotic places as 3 pm to 5 pm, around somewhere else is not where meetings are conducted. Be sure to come to the café La Corona and its 'grande salle.' The folks casually dressed in the back, some wearing pants, are us.

Attend a meeting – by being at one. Hang in for a hour or a whole meeting with new friends, if you have the time for it. Real 'firsts' are welcome, with 'true' being equivalent to 'first' even if 'real' is just as likely too, and if it is an alternate form of 'true' with any sort of connection to reality, like invents facts or true fiction.

A note of caution – you may have personal reasons for remaining unfindable via the Web. If so, be sure to inform the club's secretary that you prefer to be '404 – not found' by Web search engines before becoming 'found' in onegraphic: club location map of these club reports. Treat yourself to a Google session if unsure.

'Ex–rules' continue to be former rather than latter week after week after week, after months, after year–in year–out, after forever and far beyond the present and the after the past. Nonetheless these former rules may still be accessed so that you can learn that this truly traditional club of major reason repeats them seldom, as we tend to say repeatedly.

Talking to other club members at meetings is encouraged rather than optional at no extra cost. There are usually enough empty chairs, so sit – wherever you like. Standing is acceptable too. Whatever you say will be honestly appreciated by other members present if there are any listening, and there usually are some but not always – and if it should chance to be written here.*

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because of today's quite amazing omission of any 'Drink of the Week' or any 'Other Thing of the Week.'

The café's location is:

Café–Tabac La Corona
2. Rue de l'Amiral de Coligny – or – 30. Quai du Louvre
Paris 1. Métro: Louvre–Rivoli, Pont–Neuf or Châtelet.
Every Thursday, from 15:00 to 17:00.

A bientôt à Paris
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