I came across one of those silly websites about all the horrible attributes of the French and I have decided I want to be French. Exactly the opposite of the author's intention I suppose. I want to sit in cafes and sip appertifs. I want to smoke stinky cigarettes and talk bad about Americans, with their oversized cars and conspicuous consumption. I want to take my Standard Poodle Sage with me when I go out to eat or to the market. I would actually like to be able to go to the market instead of the Wal-Mart Supercenter (Grand Marche?). I want to be able to eat chocolate croissants for breakfast, have a 4 course lunch and a delightful dinner with family and friends all in the haze of fabulous red wine and stay skinny. I want to go looking for truffles with my pig, I would name him arnold. I want to go on vacation for the whole month of August just because it is too damn hot in the city. I am jealous that Joie de Vivre has no direct english translation, but I am pretty sure it is about living life to the fullest and not worrying to much about what will happen tomorrow.
And best of all- If the politicians get out of hand off with their heads!
Heres to the French and all their no going to war with Iraq sensibilities!
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I agree David. as a fellow Texan Its nice to see that not all Texans are simplistic, uber-patriotic morons. Viva la France! Hey if nothing else just for the coffee, paisteries and wine!
Hey, you know that poodles were once used as truffle-hunting dogs, right? Put Sage in truffle boot-camp right away. It might help you get a visa.
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