The first of the Winter storms roared in off of the Pacific threatening the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hoisted the storm flags but it was a bit late for Maynard. He tried in vain to return to his roost but had to sleep this night in the homeless shelter. 
Halloween
Three tenors signed up for auditions. Their voices were strong and beautiful but the Face of Everyman was reluctant to book them for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa annual Mitch Miller Singalong. It seems that they couldn’t whistle. However, because of their grotesque appearance he did have a small part for them in his Halloween Extravaganza. 
NPR
Anastasia was telling the Face of Everyman of the beauties of her former home town of Odessa, Ukraine and how she yearned to return someday. As they spoke the NPR station situated on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was carrying the latest congressional testimony from that alternate world called Washington. The venerable sage turned his radio off so that he and she could continue their conversation.
Think Tank
At the New School of Athens, a think tank allied with the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a lively discussion of String Theory and recent discoveries had been going on for hours. the Face of Everyman was keen to ask questions but he needed a nap more than answers.
Writer’s Retreat
The renown author and lecturer Lady Carrington inquired about renting the cabana huts at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for her upcoming Winter Writer’s Retreat. As the Face of Everyman was quick to point out not all of her Plus Sized students could be accommodated. There would be an additional surcharge for heated roosting or Time Share nesting. Bookings were filling fast. “Tempus Fugit.” 
Dance Class
The boys were late for Dance Class. They heard that the new Dance Master was strict and wielded a mean switch. Could they help regain the fame of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Ballet Troupe? Would the Face of Everyman remember their childish pranks of spinning him until he passed out? I don’t expect things to go well. At all. Places everyone.
Paper Weight
It was the birthday of the Face of Everyman. From far and wide well wishers came to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with gifts for the venerable sage. Seen below Favian presents a glass paper weight on behalf of the Royal Murder of Crows, Temple 139. It was to be treasured by the ancient one. At last, his jumble of receipts would be tamed.
