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For example, he told me that when he had finally picked out the tiles he wanted, they told him they would take four weeks to get to Paris from Italy. Mark, for some reason, phoned the tile guys in Italy and they said they shipped orders each week to Paris. Mark got his tiles in five working days and the bathroom was finished before he had to return to Los Gatos or Santa Clara.

"My bathroom looks like a million dollars but it's not a showplace for Vanity Fair," he said.

photo, beer of the weekBeer of the Week.

Luckily, this was when long–time member Walter Pappas strolled in and sat down. Walter, from Falls Church, Virginia, said that Shirley and her sister were engaged in shopping. He said, "I have several fatal flaws," but this was about Windows XP, so we feigned interest and kept on thinking about tiles.

The Waiter of the Week came close enough to be coaxed closer and we managed to order three Orange Juices of the Week. Walter offered to give me a URL for some photos, some of which might be of where he used to stay for years, and he told us about when the talk turned to apartments.

Which was interrupted by the arrival of member Jerry Marterer, who is from Jacksonville, Florida – because we switched to politics. "I came here to get away from politics," Jerry said. Jerry ordered a café and since it was small, it didn't last long.

photo, pot of moneyMoola for the Waiter of the Week.

Mark never stays for a whole meeting – but it's not a rule – and Jerry said he was going soon too, so Mark, Jerry and Walter agreed to sit still for a minute while the day's Group Photo of the Week was attempted. After, as they were flinging cash on the table member Josef Schomburg chose the moment to arrive.

This prompted Walter to show us his new Nikon D40 and lament the impossibility of finding a 18–200 mm zoom lens for it. Apparently it is some sort of wunder–dinge. Josef then brandished his Nikon D–X–something and everybody took a few satisfying shots with everything, at everything.

But the surprise was the entry of Shirley Pappas with her sister, Carol Danford, from Wilmington, North Carolina. Carol became a member of the club without hesitation, and offered Wilmington as a City of the Week, which it has become.

There was a jiggle from the line 7 métro somewhere under our feet. Walter said, "I thought it was my pacemaker." Shirley, who puts up with most of Walter's jokes, said, "You haven't got one!"

photo, group 2, shirley, walter, carol, the secretary, photo josef schomburgGroup II, shot by Josef.

Again there were as many members at the meeting as it was intended to have so we went out to the terrace for a second round of the Group Photo of the Week. As I finished Josef suggested I get in line and he let go with a couple of bursts from his pro apparatus, while I plinked off a couple of him from my hip. Lots of sky and some light poles was all I got.

About the Café Metropole Club

Put down the remote and clue in to your club via the meeting reports in this neck of the Internet. Reading reports is easier than being here but only a 25th of the fun. Think of the club secretary's unhipped photo–shooting finger. The official version of what we might have been doing here, can be found as usual on the About the Café Metropole Club Webpage. Add some sharp mustard for those more better frites.

graphic, club location map

But, At But, At But, At?

Spontaneous as planned, unrehearsed, out of control, anarchistic, musical and poetic. The club meetings are actually on time from 15:00 to 17:00 every Thursday. The next meeting will be on Thursday, 26. April. These times are identical to 3 pm to 5 pm around some other places, while meetings are held around here. Whatever you feel like saying will be truly appreciated by the other members present if they are listening, and sometimes they are, but not always – and if it could be by spontaneous combustion inscribed here.* Your other, totally true, stories are all welcome too. Anyone can use a good laugh.

Caution – should you have a personal desire 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. Not being a club member gets you found last if ever.

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since last week because of the confused bee which found itself inside the café buzzing around our heads, looking for a decent plant or the exit, which was defect. I forgot to mention the window that wouldn't open.

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, 26. April.

A bientôt à Paris
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