The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa summer stock theater was enjoying a good following. This week the Face of Everyman had chosen to reprise “Our American Cousins.” All was going well until some fool fired a few shots, jumped on to the stage breaking his leg. In a rage he decried the high costs of Lattes; muttered some obscure Latin phrase, then fled. After a brief intermission the play resumed. Luckily the rain held off till the third standing ovation.
the Face of Everyman was on the verge of announcing his new Solar Powered Dove. The venerable sage had been working on this new development in his secret workshop deep beneath the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. While Boris was recharging his batteries, Everyman was passing out his latest prospectus and talking IPO to the crowd of wealthy guests.
There seemed no end to problems the Face of Everyman was forced to deal with. Today Henrietta breathlessly telling the venerable sage that the Honeysuckle vine was drying up was a good example. Now he’d have to stop texting his new Italian girl friend in Mount Etna and have Grounds Keeping start watering the flowering vines more often.
Accidents seldom occur but when Mrs Murphy left the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Eye Clinic; her new Trifocal Readers caused her to mis-step. the Face of Everyman had warned her about her choices; she should have gotten the sunglasses for outside wear.
Once again, Panther had broken her parole by entering the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The six month moratorium banning her from trespass had not expired. the Face of Everyman admonished her that the next step would be a bell around her neck. (Previous electronic ankle monitors had proved useless.)
Hoppin’ John paid a recent visit to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was the national spokesperson for folks with peg legs. Much of the time he didn’t wear his prosthesis; he deemed it too heavy and it caused him to fly in circles. the Face of Everyman assured him that a team of engineers were working on a feather-lite Carbon Fiber prosthetic. John could be wearing a test model as soon as next week.
Male Pattern Baldness has always been a taboo subject in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. That is, until the Face of Everyman formed a MPB Support Group. It’s numbers grew slowly. Now some of the founding members have gone on to National Headquarters. The venerable sage felt good about this achievement. On Trash Day he threw out his toupee.