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Meanwhile, new member Sarah Church arrived and quickly ordered the Drink of the Week – an Americano – having come too late to hear all the bad things we said about vermouth. Sarah wondered where the nearest bus was and James, without consulting his Blackberry, mentioned several, then he continued with his eastern zone story of what building workers do when they run out of bricks.

photo, gummibaren, new flavors Der, die, das Gummibären.

Because he is a retired Marine we didn't question him too closely about what he was doing in Pankow in the olden days. Instead Susanne showed me the I.D. card that she got from the California Motor Vehicles department. It was not a driver's licence. She said she couldn't see well enough to drive but she needed an I.D. card. They gave her a not–a–driver's licence driver's licence. California is wild.

Sarah told me about digging in New London, Connetcuit for shards and fossils while at Columbia in the summers. At the end of the summer they had to put everything back. My, I wonder what Egypt might be like if everything was put back.

All this time Patrick was delivering drinks and reorders of drinks and Max was as quiet as a mouse. Nobody, not one of us, wanted to go outside for the Photo of the Week. In fact it was a great surprise to Sarah. I did what I could, without flash, hand–held, available light, and to hell with the white balance. Then some of us went off and the rest of us went outside to the terrace for a cigar.

photo, herd of drinks Cool herd of drinks.

James showed Max how to pretend a Corona was really a small bottle of tequila. He decided not to smoke an Uppmann and fired up some thin Cuban stogie instead, practising a Gilbert Roland sneer. Max kept on pretending he was drinking tequila. Traffic roared along in the street. Patrick came out with a huge list of drinks and we got it settled without a brawl. Stuff mounts up when you are having fun. Only one thing left – why am I supposed to look up Montecito?

Fête de la Musique Weather

The weather report tonight on the TV–news contained no major surprise, like no promise of major sunshine. I am taking this in stride without having any kind of fit – because it's good enough for the Fête de la Musique on Saturday, 21. June. Here are the good tidings:

Friday is scheduled to have a morning and an afternoon. To begin it may be 13 degrees with filmy clouds, becoming more sunny as the day continues until it reaches 23. Saturday, with a right good high of 25 will yoyo between semi–nice to semi–cloudy. After the music Sunday might be half cloudy or worse, but with 26 all the same. Down south nobody needs to worry about the Riviera because it will be very good.

About the Café Metropole Club

Grab, grab, grab your mouse and click–click to see a club meeting report buried somewhere deep in these pages. Less thrilling than hearing actual members' voices during club meetings but everything is seldom perfect. A clue about what the club's secretary might have been doing today may help and can be found on the About the Café Metropole Club webpage.

graphic, club location map

Flirting In the Patazone

As unrehearsed as any Thursday , semi out of control and unusually, like today, members flirting with anarchy. Club meetings run from 15:00 to 17:00 on Thursdays. The metric times are equivalent to 3 to 5 pm around other unmetric places, while meetings are held right here. The next meeting will be on Thursday, 26. June rain or shine. If you feel like saying anything that can be heard by the other members present if there are any and if they are listening, and sometimes they are, but not always.* Your other, absolutely true, stories are totally welcome too even if they are true.

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. Stay lost if you must.

*The above paragraphs are relatively unchanged since the last report a week ago because thanks to today's members my private stash of gummibären has risen to 1250 grams. The schinken is icing, and Food of the Week.

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, 116. June.

A bientôt à Paris
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