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We caught up on the anti–smoking repression, names that are not politically correct regardless of history, and the origin of the term, serviette. "It's probably from Québec," he said.

Almost on cue we were joined by Josef Schomburg, who immediately grasped the spirit of the gathering, and said, "Order more beer!" Then with a hardly a pause we began to discuss hair – as in, those young guys who shave their skulls and then years later when the fad wears off they let their hair grow back and they discover they are half bald in a bad way.

Once upon a time, George told us, he was working in Manhattan for Coal Age Magazine. Some pals phoned him from Beverley Hills and said, "C'mon out. It's all airline stewardesses!" So, George, young and frisky, bought a bus ticket for $2.43 and rode out to some US Air Force base and hitched a free ride to the coast.

photo, the skol of the weekThe Clink of the Week.

To make a long story acceptably short for a wide audience, George concluded with, "That was a long weekend that lasted four years." The publisher of Coal Age wasn't happy that George was learning to tango and making surfer movies. Josef said, "It's obviously the second beer."

Either before or after, we took to the terrace for the Group Photo of the Week. Diligent readers will remember that George usually travels with his ties by Countess Mara. But yesterday's storm in New York was so terrible that George decided to dress for the worst. I attempted to show his spiffy jeans, with loops – "Should I go to BHV and get a hammer?" – "Should I wear my black and yellow knitted cap?"

But the white–balance was off, except for the beer shots. George told us more – that there were beer bars in California, "At the time!" and that the tango dancer had some castanets in her purse, and there was a yellow MG–TD and about his three Mercedes,' one of which was a 220 coupé. But that was later, after George quit being an escapee from Coal Age Magazine.

photo, barge threads pont neuf needleBig barge threads needle of Pont Neuf.

After the end of the meeting we loitered on the terrace in the low–angle rays from the setting sun, before George set off to recuperate his daughter and take her to an all–you–can–eat red–meat place he knows on the Ile Saint–Louis.

Once again it just goes to show that some of those trips from JFK to CDG can be hairy. But everybody survives them, as so many club members have proven, right here, so often.

Beep–beep Reminder !

No fans of the Fiat 500 should overlook the fact that the opening of Rétromobile is tomorrow, Friday, and the place is Paris–Expo, down at the Porte de Versailles. Continues until Sunday, 25. February. Beep–beep!

About the Café Metropole Club

Your belief may not be useful because this was an ordinary club meeting's regular sort of meeting. Consider it as a odorous piece of cheese of real life. Paste your eyeballs to the outline of words describing what we might have been doing here, to be found as ever on the About the Café Metropole Club Webpage, containing its juicy, redolent, and melodious other good stuff delicately reeking of old cheese–flavored garlic. And forever, more better frites.

graphic, club location map

About What's This Stuff?

Totally unrehearsed, absolutely spontaneous club meetings begin at 15:00 and go until 17:00 every Thursday. The next meeting will be on Thursday, 22. February. These times are the same as 3 pm to 5 pm around other places while these meetings are held around here. Whatever you say will be truly appreciated by the other members present if they are listening, and sometimes they are, but not always – and if it should by dumb chance be recorded here.* All your other, basically true, stories are welcome too.

Caution – should you have a personal need to remain unfindable via the Web, be sure to inform the club's secretary that you prefer to be 404 – not found by Web search engines before becoming found. Becoming a club member is one sure way to become found.

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because of the the occasionally amusing but essentially harmless effects of jetlag on those intending to become members of this club or on those who are already members, regardless of some sort of standing or other.

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.
Next club meeting on Thursday, 22. February.

A bientôt à Paris
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