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photo, no hands easy rider, pont des arts A no–hands easy rider on the Pont des Arts.

Cool Heatwave Continues

by Ric Erickson

Paris:– Monday, 13. November:–  The weather maps are showing very dark clouds. If you looked at the maps in today's Le Parisien you would think that we are buried under layers of gray darkness, our skins turned green by the feeble light. This is a gross exaggeration. The real sky is light gray when it is not night and it is warmer than normal, and it is not raining even if it looks like it might at any moment. Please turn to page 8, buried elsewhere on this Webpage.

Page 8 Weather

While it is not a heatwave that we have here, the temperature is really above normal for the time of year. Some leaves are still green and many leaves are refusing to fall off the trees. Folks are wearing scarfs for show rather than warmth.

photo, sign, boite aux lettres

Tuesday is pretty much of a nothing day every week and its weather is usually pro forma. For tomorrow both tonight's TV–news and today's Le Parisien have filled in the northern two–thirds of this country with lots of dark clouds. Out in the Atlantic there are supposed to be winds from the southwest, and they will clip the tip of Brittany at an estimated 50 kph. Meanwhile the overnight low has been forecast at 12 degrees and tomorrow's high is supposed to hit 15 degrees, somewhat higher than normal.

On Wednesday the offshore winds switch to south but maintain speed. The sunny southern third expands to perhaps spread sunshine over around here. With the brightness comes another degree of temperature, forecast at 16 degrees.

Thursday will certainly be more complex. The wind increases and shifts back to coming out of the southwest, so we can expect gusts of about 70 kph even around here. Clouds are supposed to sweep across France, on a diagonal band, from southwest to northeast, leaving the tip of Brittany in sunshine and us here under gloom. The temperature is expected to stay at 16 and we clap our hands for it. Clap!

Ahead of schedule Météo Jim issues a forecast for the past week in New York, and then sends a welcome update today, including up to next Friday. Jim writes –

La Der Des Der?

Today, November 11, Armistice Day or Veterans Day as it is known in Pommeland and La der des der in Paris, the Rest of Paris which is France and Outre–France, also known as Europe, is being celebrated. The weather is smiling on the veterans. Today the parades and marchers have sunshine and temperatures in the upper 60s to near 70 a–grade. But by this time tomorrow rain and a possible Nor'easter will be visiting Pommeland with temperatures around 60 degrees a–grade.

photo, ile de la cite Fall advances slowly.

A quick review of the week that was wet showed that 4 inches – 10 e–100ths–metres – of rain fell in the greater Pommeland area. The weather service is still issuing flash flood alerts for gutters, creeks, smaller streams and their tributaries.

As for the coming week, temperatures will stay around 60 but rain will arrive on Friday and bring cooler temperatures. It is mid–autumn, but the temperatures do not want to agree with the calendar.

Surprise Monday Update ! ! !

Thanks to Metropole's prescient and all knowing gift of 20/20 hindsight, the following update is issued for Pommeland's weather.

The drenchies, the drips and drops, the spritzes and the rainy day feeling will continue off and on throughout the week until Friday when we will have more weather in the form of sun and cooler temperatures. Temperatures will creep up through the 60s until Friday.

The above message is true. If the facts change, disregard them because the truth is true and unchanging.

A la prochaine , Météo Jim

Café Life

Great Photos But No Straw Vote

Reported by Josef Schomburg

Thursday:– I was already happy to be going to Joseph Donohue's vernissage at Harry's New York Bar. I was expecting the fame there that fine evening to be double – it was also election night, and Harry's is known for its election straw polls that are rarely wrong. I say rarely instead of always because the last elections, in 2004, were the first time in its history that the bar had ever called it wrong.

photo, joe donohue outside harry's Photographer Joe Donohue.

Hiroko and I were doing our best not to be too fashionably late. Normally it is a Parisian faux pas to be first to any event, but since this was a Canadian exposition opening – we managed to be slightly fashionable all the same.

For some reason we were ushered directly downstairs where the vernissage was taking place. Once through the batwing doors we saw Joe Donohue and his wife Susan looking comfortable in a couch–ed corner of a crowded room, so we made our way past the tinkling piano player. After our helloes – around the acrobatics of having our coats being whisked away and cocktail menus placed into our hands – Coco did a spin around the cocktail bar to look at Joe's pictures – attractive photos of a selection of very Canadian scenery – and I sat down to chat. Since the last Café Metropole Club meeting two days ago we had lots of catching up to do.

Joe hadn't a clue who his invitees were. His agent had sent out the invitations to all sorts of gallery owners he had never seen before, to people who had never seen him either. I did try to play a bit of pin the tail on the curator but found it difficult from where I was seated with my back to the room.

Coco completed her tour and joined us, and we immediately began to speak of what we had in common. Actually we have a thing and a half in common because, in addition to our being Canadian, we were all Anglophone Canadian. Joe and Susan live in Montréal, the Francophone part of the country. As we soon heard, Joe's French is quite good, and since Hiroko's French is better than her English, we stuck to the Latin tongue.

photo, joe, susan donohueJoe and Susan in Harry's.
Photos by Josef Schomburg.

After covering a shopping list of topics we decided around midnight that it would be a good idea to start thinking métro. On our way out I inquired upstairs at the bar about the much–anticipated straw poll, but it seems that that event only occurs for presidential elections, not mid–terms – which was too bad, as these were the most interesting in weeks.

No matter! We all trooped out into the cold for the family photo – plus one of l'artist in front of his expo locale, and I'll be by to see his photos again soon. You can find them at Harry's New York Bar at 5. Rue Daunou – remember sank roo doe noo like it says in the window – near the Opéra, not two minutes from métro Opéra. InfoTél: 01 42 61 71 14.

The 'Salade Gets Bigger' Café Metropole Club 'Report'

Less than dozen members and the club's secretary lounged around last Thursday for the 2nd meet in November. Some members posed all at once, kind of together, for the famous photo. Only Mark was missing. We missed you, Mark. But there was that other great photo. The entire report of this classic meeting is online, like gangbusters. It was a Turnout Falls Drastically meeting and the subhead was, Salade Gets Bigger – in honor of elections.

photo, cafe corona terraceSunset on the Corona Terrace.

The coming meeting of the Café Metropole Club will be on the third Thursday in November. The Saint of the Day on 16. November will be Sainte–Margaret of all over, but possibly from Hungary. She was the sister of Edgar Ætheling who was a heir to the Anglo–Saxon throne. Margaret married Malcolm III who was King of Scots and thus she became his Queen Consort, and she might have rebuilt the monastery of Iona. For whatever reason, she was canonized in 1251.

Concrete facts surrounding the club's lore are sketched out on a thing named the About the Club Webpage. If you have an average grasp of deduction examine some true facts, some idle speculation, and don't overlook the club's somewhat hand–carved membership card before its exit, impending now for the past 20 months.

photo, sign, rue des pretes saint germain l'auxerrois

This Was Metropole Ten Years Ago

This popular feature has fallen by the wayside after being updated every week for 9 mindbending years. It continues its unavailability this week for no particular reason. After presenting the flimsy excuse–per–week here for the past nine weeks I give up. There is no longer no reason why this feature isn't here, is there?

Café Life Légère 104.7

Widespread Docility

The Quote of the Week has been having hard times but this week we have a dilly for you, even if I don't know what it means. For some reason Carl Sagan once said, "Widespread intellectual and moral docility may be convenient for leaders in the short term, but it is suicidal for nations in the long term." In the official version there was more, but enough is enough. The election is over.

photo, sign, rue du four

The Wobble–W Corner

There are a mere 48 days left of this year, the same number that 1990 had when Tim Berners–Lee, with help from Robert Cailliau, finally published a more complete proposal for the World Wide Web. The first conception dated to 1989 and by Christmas of the following year Berners–Lee had created the first web browser, the first web server and the first Webpages. The idea of the project was posted online in 1991 and in 1993 the CERN announced that the Web was free. HyperCard was one of the basic notions for the Web, but it was the Mosaic browser of Marc Andreessen that pushed the Web on to the World's stage. Metropole was launched in February 1996 and the rest is history.

Helio Pataphysics

This is totally unconnected to the fact that this year has used up 317 days, the same number that 1907 had when bicycle mechanic, inventor and pioneer aviator Paul Cornu flew the first helicopter in France. This happened somewhere around Lisieux if you know where that is. While this was not a major first let us not forget that the Vicomte Ponton d'Amécourt invented the word hélicoptère in 1861, while Leonardo de Vinci invented the concept 4 centuries earlier. Finally, the first helicopter to fly was a machine invented by the Italian engineer Enrico Forlanini and the flight happened on 15. April 1877. Forlanini's machine had a steam engine.

photo, sign, danger! par fortes marees

Red Plonk Day

As hard as it might be to believe that Beaujolais Nouveau was invented, it is nevertheless true. What began as a gimmick to get rid of bathtub wine in 1951 has continued to get rid of bathtub wine with considerable success. You are supposed to drink it all on the third Thursday in November, which this year is on the 16th, but if you can't get rid of it all you can pretend it is rosé and serve it very cold, up until next summer.

What Is In Names

Often forgotten if it were not for Metropole to remind you that Louis VII once married Adèle de Blois–Champagne on this day in 1160. Adèle was 20 and the daughter of Thibaud II de Champagne. Adèle was Louis' third wife, after Aliénor d'Aquitaine and Constance de Castille. Didn't they have great names?

Formerly a Question of Schleswig–Holstein

In 1938 an actress was born today and she grew up to become Jean Seberg and she came to France so she could co–star in a gritty New Wave film titled, A bout de souffle, or Breathless, along with the young Jean–Paul Belmondo. Life turned hard for Jean but throwing herself under a métro train didn't end it. Today she lives across the street in the Cimetière du Montparnasse, only disturbed by the evening whistles of the gatekeepers when they throw out fans as darkness approaches.

A bientôt à Paris
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