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Then we talked about many things that are the kinds of thing people talk about when they are sitting in a café in Paris and the door is open and sunlight is slanting in the windows and hordes of young ladies are milling about, drinking Cokes, rearranging their lipsticks and fiddling with their phones.

Just as we were about to slip into a doze the club's own young lady in the form of Yoko arrived. Regular readers may recall that the former Tomoko Yokomitsu is now Yoko, even if I forgot two weeks ago. Yoko's new news was that she saw the movie she is in, yesterday, and she wasn't entirely cut out of it as she feared she might be. Not only this but she liked the movie too! If you have a chance go and see Je Crois Que Je l'Aime.

The other good news was that Yoko got a free ticket from the film's producer – because she was in Japan when they had the projection for the cast and crew. She said Japanese producers would have made her pay. No, sorry. That was about last week when she saw Josef Schomburg scuttling between fashion shoots, just before his quick drop–in at the club on company time.

photo, cafe of the weekThe secretary's café of the week.

Then in a right good humor we all traipsed out to the café's terrace for the Group Photo of the Week. The light was good and passing drivers did not make too many off–color remarks, probably thinking we were all famous people they had never seen before but they might remember our names any minute.

Back in the café, getting to be beyond five, Patrick came by to collect some cash. As a parting bonmot, Yoko told us the parrot story again. Maybe it was a new parrot story. It was about the parrot who answers the phone in the office while the secretary, and the punch line is, "I'm Kiki, I'm here!" Bill said an Australian told him the same thing.

It was pretty funny though, if you heard it. Yoko said, "When I smile I have more wrinkles." Then Kathy and Bill invited me to Long Beach – "Catch the LIRR at Woodside in Queens and it's only 30 minutes!"

Then – I am not making this up – Einar Moos burst upon us, explaining that he couldn't sit down as he was shooting, filming, the fashion thing? – pretty much like Josef the week before.

photo, cafe la coronaThe club's café La Corona.

Seeing how it affects them, club members too, I thought that it is just as well that I am beyond all that razzle–dazzle, and hold down this club gig with a certain amount of authority, because all I have to do is be awake enough to get to the club every Thursday, to get to hear stories about how you can pick lemons off the trees in Sicily, fly around for a cent – plus charges, taxes, and only pay 20€ per bag, and as long as you bring your own seat cushion. Europe is sure cool.

About the Café Metropole Club

Keeping connected to your club via meeting reports only means you have to read them. Think of the club secretary who has to write them. But the few words describing what we might have been doing here, to be found as ever on the About the Café Metropole Club Webpage, are harmless enough. And don't forget, more better frites.

graphic, club location map

This Stuff Stuff Stuff, About What?

Unrehearsed, unplanned, unreal, not to mention unread. The club meetings begin at 15:00 and go until 17:00 every Thursday. The next spontaneous meeting will be on Thursday, 15. March. These times are identical to 3 pm to 5 pm around a very few 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 sheer fluke dumb freak chance be recorded here.* Your other, wholly true, stories are all 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 fact that we surmounted the year–of–meetings obstacle with aplomb and continue on our merry way, whistling like yellow tweeties past the cemetery.

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, 15. March.

A bientôt à Paris
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