Aurelia and Cressida, the Gold Dust twins, were allowed to roam the vast gardens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa while Mom played Bingo in the Casino. The venerable sage was mortified that a responsible parent would leave two frisky new-born fawns to their own devices. In his day, reflected the Face of Everyman, children were tied to a tree while their Moms did whatever Moms did back then.
At the very moment that the Solstice occurred all creatures near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were revealed in an eerie spectral light. Only the stoic sage, the Face of Everyman, retained his natural form and substance. At times he longed to be like others. But, upon reflection, he rejected those impure thoughts. After all, he was of the Clan Basalt.
Adriana had been endowed with beauty, brains and poise. She had earned the honor of giving the valediction at the graduation of the senior class at the Montetorkie school, a small academy established in a remote section of the Pacific flyway. Despite, or perhaps because of having every hallmark of excellence, A tripped over the microphone cord. the Face of Everyman was powerless to save the damsel from crushing embarrassment. Management at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could not be reached for comment.
Perspicacity returned from somewhere in the far distant past. As a time traveler he had hoped to visit the poorly understood era of the feathered dinosaur. His return to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was was indeed fortunate, however comma his new appearance left a lot to be desired. the Face of Everyman, not wanting to seem without empathy, suggested that he could become a research subject over at the university. A living specimen in mid-evolutionary development was a rare prize for the scientific community.
Summer concerts in the park were to begin soon at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Tryouts for a new conductor of the Philharmonic Orchestra had begun weeks in advance; yet only one hopeful ever auditioned. the Face of Everyman, acting in his role as Impresario, withdrew his support. He never looked back on his disappointments. His attention turned next to staging the Summer Solstice Naked Bike Ride followed by the upcoming 4th of July festivities.
Fernley was a born huckster. During the week he would collect items, found objects, and peddle them to guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above in security camera file footage F is trying to convince the Face of Everyman that the beer can pull tab he offers is from an authentic Billy Carter can of beer. The venerable sage wasn’t falling for that line of baloney and asked for a certificate of provenance. Fernley quickly switched gears and offered a rusty skate key at fire sale prices.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa village newspaper was offering a prize for the best essay on What Father’s Day Means To Me. A few of the guys thought that if they brain stormed as a group they could come up with the prize winning essay. the Face of Everyman was bemused. Judging by the paucity of fledglings anywhere about; these bozos hadn’t a clue.