“Well it’s been a quiet week in . . .” the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. So much so that the Face of Everyman thought he’d put a scare into Johnny Dark Eyes. “Boo!” said the venerable sage. Poor Johnny, he leaped up so fast that his head almost got caught in the outfall of the Spring of Eternal Giving. Next on E’s list was lunch, the ancient one glanced at his watch. Drat! Another hour to go. Boredom returned quickly and as a miasma settled in.