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photo, pyramid, pool, louvre At the same time in the same town – the Techno Parade, but not here.

Headline Sports News of the Week

by Ric Erickson

Paris:– Monday, 18. September:–  Dozens of people came from the south and more came from the west and they all passed through here, through the lands of Uncle Den–Den, but he did not tell me until today. Matt z'Art returned from Berlin in the east but I did not know this until yesterday. In my station no trains arrived or departed, so without more ados here's the weather if you will just turn straight to page 6 on this webpage.

Ed's Note:– There might be more to come for this week's issue. Please check back for interesting updates.

Sans Preamble

Where have the girls gone is what I wanted to know while watching tonight's TV–weather news on channel 2. The used–car guy in his windowpane plaid was also absent, leaving the young dude, the one who has wet gel behind the ears and nifty spectacles.

Around here the weather is strictly around here. There's no Mr. G to talk about – and show! – the origins of weather, such as hurricanes of ice and snow drifting down from Canada. "There's a LOW over the Great Lakes and it's headed this way. Put the women and children in a dry lifeboat!"

photo, rue de la paix The Paris of big signposts.

No, what we have is France and that's it. This is why I always skip the weather person's preamble. Jumping right in, here's what we have for tomorrow – a wave of little L–type low will pass here in the morning and by noon – give or take four hours – it will have moved east, leaving around here to deal with a partly semi–sunny afternoon, with a little H–type low high of 19 degrees. Already?

But, aside from a south wind of 40 kph, Wednesday should be half to mostly sunny, and the old thermometre is supposed to hike up to 24 degrees. Not already, therefore. And Thursday, the traditional rain day of the week, should be the same but with the wind from the southeast. Just to show there's no hard feelings towards doubters like me, the temperature has been forecast to be 27 degrees. I'm glad I skipped the preamble.

Météo Jim Does Zen

This week Météo Jim kisses summer goodbye and imagines a Haïku for fall. In his own words: –

Last week saw sunny temperatures in the lower 70's a–grad during the day around the middle of the week, to be washed out by rain from Thursday to early Saturday. By the weekend temperatures began climbing back from the upper 70's to the lower 80's a–grad by the weekend.

The final week of summer will start with temperatures in the low 80's on Monday. Then chased away by showers from the Cool School of Autumn who will bring the fall–like weather – the ever popular group The Upper 60's – to shroud the last hours of summer and bring in autumn.

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The Old Farmer's Almanac, official prognosticator of weather past and sometimes future, has predicted a cold and snowy winter for Pommeland followed by a dry and mild summer.

As for the accuracy of the Almanac, refer to the Haïku. Trees are beginning to glow and a few have caught fire. This did not happen last year until early to mid–October which ended up as The Winter that Whimpered.

A la prochaine, Météo Jim

This Café Life

A Non–profit Organization

Sort of like a holdover from last week when I kept writing on Tuesday and Wednesday I maintained my ambition and began gathering material for Metropole's events column which I used to call Scène – remember it? – but I think will be named something like Showtime in the future. The sad news today is that future does not rhyme with Monday, today.

photo, tuileries, rivoli The Paris of big spaces.

Readers and Café Metropole Club members have been kind enough not to browbeat me mercilessly over my failure to keep the whole world informed about what's going on in Paris for culture and entertainment, the whole cascading avalanche of it.

Nova was a bi–weekly magazine with a lot of news for our younger citizens and it was around for a long time before folding its tent last year. Then the English–language section of Pariscope, done by the Time Out people, bit the dust. Last to go, and not so long ago, was Zurban. Parisians mourned its passing. Anyway that's three gone, and there's a reason for it.

photo, printemps reflected The Paris of impressionist reality.

Since I am a non–profit organization not having a balance sheet does not bother me overly, although if you ask me, working for nothing is not rosy. And my nearest magazine store closed its doors at the end of August, so I don't have a handy place to find out if maybe some new program magazines have hit the stands. It should tell you something about the state of the business though.

Meanwhile, since I last did a Scène column some museums that were closed for renovations have reopened, the state and the city have added new attractions, and the whole entertain–Parisians and visitors conglomo has kept on chugging along, churning out new exhibitions and salons, things to see and do, relentlessly, willy–nilly, ad infinitum.

So when then? Should I say, soon? I'd better, because there is the big Auto Salon coming up at the end of this month, the Prix de l'Arc at Longchamp on 1. October and the Montmartre vendanges, at the same time, the Nuit Blanche happens on 7. October, and the Mois de la Photo lasts throughout November. And the hundred museums and galleries have new shows too. I had better get cracking.

The Fiat 500 of the Week?

If you let Google do a search for Fiat 500 in Metropole it will say there are about 250 mentions. So I was surprised to recently learn that Fiat decided to do some viral advertising without asking me – for the new Fiat 500, to be called the Fiat 500.

The new version is to be built in Poland and it is supposed to hit the market a year from now. What I missed hearing about is the Web site for the new car. It's called 500 Wants You and it's pretty nifty. You can add designer touches to the new car, such as original bumpers and original wheel covers. You can add horrible racing stripes and a fake wing too. I mean this is virtual stuff, but it's fun.

photo, fiat 500 of the weekReady for a new version?

There was a design contest with real cash prizes, to create trinkets and doodads, but the deadline has just passed. All the same there's other stuff on the Website to play with. They want videos, jingles, and you can vent other manifestations of your love for the Cinquecento. The whole thing is kind of goofy too so don't be shy.

Not that it matters, but why is Fiat so slow? Production of the little car ended for good in 1977. It means that the ones you see in these pages are between 29 and 50 years old. There are very few other cars of the same age rolling around, especially not in Paris. But if we give Fiat a cheer for this, maybe Citroën will wake up and put out a new 2CV for us to putter around in.

Note – the Fiat 500 shown here is not of the week. It was captured nearby about a year ago. It appears to be completely stock, with a new coat of paint.

The "Sydney has Five Chinatowns" Café Metropole Club 'Report'

The regular Club Meeting of the Week on a week in September last Thursday was graced by two new members who had to do their own detective work to find the club. You can find a guide to the club by consulting the report of this this singular meeting which was brilliantly titled, The Longest Way to the Club. There were some Chinatowns in there too.

photo, chocolate bear

The coming meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on the third Thursday in September which is the 21st. The 'Saint of the Week,' will be Saint Matthew the Evangelist, or Saint–Matthieu. This Matthew fellow was sitting around his customs–house one day when Jesus came along, so he became a disciple, according to legend.

The equally true legend of the club is contained on a page of supreme wonder called the 'About the Club' Webpage. Try out your facilities with some true lore, by examining at the club's award–worthy, blotchy and shabby hand–crafted membership card before its impending doom.

photo, sign, passage saint roch

This Was Metropole One Year Ago

This forgotten feature is again unavailable this week for psychic reasons, but mostly because Ed is an organization with an extremely feeble amount of manpower.

Café Life Lite 1O1

Lest We Disremember

Today marks the date in 96 when Marcus Cocceius Nerva became emperor of Rome. Today also marks the date when Domitian, the emperor up until today, was assassinated. This was in the old days of Rome and Domitian had no relatives to put up for the job. He had suggested Nerva and everybody agreed, for once, that he was a fine choice. Then Trajan who was born today in 53, died suddenly from edema on 9. August, 117. There was a story going around that he adopted Hadrian and named him as successor, but ill–intentioned people said that his wife Pompeia Plotina hired somebody to impersonate somebody after Trajan died. Really old history is kind of murky.

Pataphysical Explorers

There are a mere 104 days left of this year, the same number that 1776 had when daring Spanish explorers discovered San Francisco Bay and named the city there after Saint–François d'Assise on account of something or other. The settlement had a Catholic mission but in 1848 everybody was calling the area California because of the gold found nearby. This was long before Hollywood was discovered although you'd never know it.

On the other hand this is probably unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 261 days, the same number that 1437 had when some farmers in Transylvania had some sort of uprising about the pig tax. If you think this is irrelevant, then consider this day in 1789 when the US government borrowed funds for the first time, to buy curtains for the White House. It is unclear whether the $191,608.81 was ever paid back.

photo, mademoiselle boggleville

Panic Less Rare than You Think

This was a day to remember in 1873 because of the financial panic set off by the bankruptcy of Jay Cooke's bank in Philadelphia. Folks with credit had been speculating on the new railroads and the bubble popped, dragging 18,000 firms down and sending unemployment rocketing. Drastic wage cuts and lousy working conditions were behind strikes that began in 1877. This Long Depression was followed by the Panics of 1884, 1890, 1893, 1896, etc.

Late, Late Sports News

Tuesday the New York Mets won something for the first time in a long time and there is mass delirium today in Queens and Brooklyn. A tip of my hat, an original Mets 2000 National League Champs baseball lid that I found in my bag after returning from New York.

Good Sense In a Class of Its Own

This date should be realled as the 25th anniversary of the vote in the French Assembly National to abolish the death penalty. A majority of the French were opposed to it at the time but life imprisonment is now preferred. Of course you might wish to remember that today is also the anniversary of Liechtenstein's adhesion to the United Nations, which it joined in 1990, as the last European country to do so. And finally let us remember that it was François de La Rochefoucauld who said, "We hardly find any persons of good sense, save those who agree with us."

A bientôt à Paris
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