Nuit des Bleus

photo, solo club secretary Club's secretary imagining seats full of thirsty members.

Semi–Important Notice

by Ric Erickson

Paris:– Thursday, 6. July:– Hoping to dispel last night's tristesse for Portugal the TV–weather news featured Isabelle tonight. She is perky and optimistic and lucky she has more variable weather to deal with than they have south of the border. How boring would it be to have one blazing summer day after another?

Well, actually, I wouldn't mind. Wouldn't it be great if I could tell you that there's a 90 percent chance that it will be warm and sunny next Thursday on the eve of Bastille day? Or predict that there's an 85 percent likelihood of beautiful weather for the entire month of Paris–Plage.

Instead we are to have some variable times in the next couple of days. Blue skies will be dotted with clouds of variable densities that will be blotting out some of the sun's vital rays, off and on, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

photo, orange bathtub, drink of the week Take a swim in the drink of the week.

Less variable will be the temperatures which will be somewhat less than recently, cruising in the 23–24 degree range. As near as I could make out the best day might be Sunday, if the clouds coming from the west don't get further this way than indicated.

Today has been a bad hair day that possibly had the same forecast. On paper it looked fine, not too cloudy, not too cool. But in reality the clouds are hanging around and the air is stagnant, except if you are beside the Seine which has its own little gully full of breezes. The predicted 24 degrees squeezed up to 26 and folks tended to sponge up the moisture. Not so great, I suppose, and still without bad–tempered alligators or nasty, hungry mosquitos.

The 'Nuit des Bleus' Report

Emotion is running at high levels like a rollercoaster and we are on it with a one–week ticket that keeps getting bonus renewals, so we don't know if we'll be getting off at the bottom or the top. Nobody expected the ride to be so long and we are getting worn out. But the end is in sight so everybody is strapping themselves together.

Once past next Sunday all that will be left of the year's business will be the eve of Bastille day on Thursday followed by the great day itself. After the firemen's balls and the military parade everybody will hike off to the Tour Eiffel to watch the fireworks, this year on a Friday. Then there will be another grand départ and France will be divided in two, divided into those condemned to stay in Paris and those who don't.

Judging from today's turnout of club members the big exodus has already begun. This afternoon between 15:00 and 17:00 exactly no members or new members showed up to keep the club's secretary from reading today's Le Parisien. There is no use pretending otherwise with a bunch of made–up stories here, mainly because no club stories are ever 'made up.'

This is the reason that there is no 'city of the week' and no 'food of the week' and no 'quote of the week' and no 'mascot of the week' and it hardly needs being pointed out that there is no 'frozen poison blow fish of the week' either.

Today's meeting, which will only happen once in the whole history of the world, was the 343rd edition. Do any of you realize just how close we are getting to a year's worth of meetings? I mean, golly, this is a club based on a virtual Internet magazine! Where is Mosaic these days? Where has Netscape gone?

photo, le parisien thursday Today's reading matter matters.

I know some club members are fully aware of the historical milestones that are being set here. Getting your photos online years before MySpace was foisted on an unwary mankind. Having your weird 'things of the week' mentioned in club reports years before they've turned up in Wikipedia. Not to mention first encounters with adventuresome 'drinks of the week' and pangs of hunger stifled with hot 'onion soup of the week' thick with gooey cheese and packed with stinky garlic. Has life ever been so good?

And what about me, the club's humble, modest secretary? You say I have been having fun and I can't disagree with that. You say without your presence the club would be totally virtual and I can't disagree with that. You say you can't come to the club on a Thursday and I can't disagree with that. You say the club should get off its butt and produce a new, better, snazzy membership card and I can't disagree with that. You see there is a lot about this club that we agree with.


But for some incomprehensible dong–dong reason there were no club members today and nobody showed any remote interest in joining the club. What is going on?

photo, 2nd orange same as 1st orange Whole viewof orange drink
of the week.

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