I have very little prepared

wsg 37 Paris

I have very little prepared

It isn’t because I don’t care. I do. I care very much, but I’m on vacation and it’s hard to focus on interview notes and follow up questions when you’re cruising around with your family. Right? The great thing about being away with your family is…..(I could say so many things here), is that the news is forgotten.

Clearly, the country Has Lost its Fucking Mind while I’ve been gone. But for the young out there, history has a way of repeating itself. Sadly for all of us it’s a slow cycle because the Supreme Court justices hang around for a long time. And RBG didn’t leave. And the deck is stacked for quite a while. I honestly don’t know what to say other than, support Planned Parenthood. Donate here: Link. They distribute birth control, test both men and women for STDs and generally help our poorest people with excellent medical care for free if needed and for cheap as always. That’s where your dollars matter. Not sure what to tell you to do about the carrying guns in public and Miranda Rights stuff. I promise, I wont leave the country again.

I have that new (2000) rap by super star (52 year old documentary film maker from England) Louis Theroux: “Jiggle Jiggle” in my head. That is a genius piece of work.

My money don’t jiggle jiggle. It folds.

I’d like to see you wiggle wiggle, fo’ sho’.

Isn’t that fun? I don’t know if I’d have caught this crazy wave in the States. So much sophistication over here. Hard to keep up. Link to the rap

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For anyone who enjoyed my Greek Trip Travel Logs Link, Link, This ain’t that. I am not by myself, to flit and float to this place and that. I am a party of Six. No floating. No flitting. But, there are still a couple of observations I can share, being “abroad” and all. For instance, walking around I saw several stores that only sell gloves, pretty much. I hope gloves come back. I like them!

Another thing. Starbucks has started serving soup! Just kidding! But don’t they look like they might? They and and most places do not use plastic nearly at all now. Take a look at this luddite cup they serve both hot and cold drinks in! No plastic!

I saw this chair a few places and I have to say, it makes me want to toss my cookies. Doesn’t it look like a worst case scenario?

I love the Tuilleries. I sat down and then this “December May” couple appeared and started making out. Maybe it was more a December 1950 and May 1990 thing. It wasn’t close. Good for them. Yes, I had to take a photo. From far away.

I want you to know that the following is a tasty tip. That means it’s subjective. When in Paris, I need to stop at Angelina’s on Rue de Rivoli for this hunk o’ love: Mont Blanc. My Dad introduced me to it in 1979 and I had one a few days ago with him again. It’s “formidable!”

I must not describe it well because when I was in line to buy one (two) at the cafe to take back to my room (and eat both), a woman asked me what that lump was sitting on the pastry shelf. I said “You mean the one that looks like ground beef?” “Yes.” She said with a queasy look on her face at the thought of ground beef as pastry. “Well,” I said, “I know it looks like ground beef but it’s actually sweet! But not too sweet. It’s ground up chestnut paste and then whipped cream and at the bottom, meringue. So, it’s not for someone looking for chocolate! And it has some different textures to it, but I like it a lot.” When the sales lady asked her what she wanted she chose anything but the Mont Blanc. But, I stand by my description.

I have some really great interviews nearly in the can for you great great people. But for now I gotta turn the light out so the rest of the family can go to sleep. Good night John Boy!

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