The ruling from SDNY was clear: the Face of Everyman could not serve as an elected official. However, he could be a Super Delegate representing those votes cast by the year round residents of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage did not take this setback lightly; he wanted on a debate stage. He drafted a new petition. He would not be excluded from the limelight.
Brrr!
Cold mornings are a shock to some of the songbirds roosting in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Calliope made a request to the Face of Everyman to turn up the heat in the Spa. Alas, the vast magma pool under the lake could not be adjusted. The wading area at the far end, which is usually warmer, is the best that the venerable sage has to offer.
Aunt Ena
the face of Everyman had been making secret trials of his facial recognition algorithm. He recruited Bambi’s Aunt Ena to make repeated and sporadic passes at the camera. The safety of the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa relied upon his diligence. Trials stopped when he achieved only 70% accuracy. Discouraged, he went back to developing a better mouse trap.
Miasma
“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.
Napping
Because of another one of these inexorably long three day weekends Tula’ the cat made sure that Security did not lower their standards. The very lives of the guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa depended upon her watchfulness. Her sharp glance, caught on camera, was meant for the Face of Everyman; once again caught napping.
Track and Field
Cheeky would often try to test the imbalance between his speed and the reaction time of the security cameras at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Little did he know that the Face of Everyman frequently updated the system with new algorithms created expressly to thwart the pesky rodent. However, Everyman did succeed in signing Cheeky for the Spring track and field events. He was a sure winner in the broad jump. 
Oversight
In a brief respite between rain showers Tula’ the cat toured the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to check on the wellness of the songbirds. the Face of Everyman bridled under the oversight. His Tweets did not refer to her by name but the inference was not lost on his readers.
Ark
the Face of Everyman continued his search for someone, any one, who could lower the flood waters caused by incessant rains. A “Grand Master” showed up but it turned out his forte’ was the ancient Chinese strategy game GO. The folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa continued to wring their hands. There was talk of building an ark. 
CAI
Bambi was eager to start school. Alas, she was too large for the classrooms at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Montetorkie school. the Face of Everyman told her about his idea of an alternative classroom: Computer Aided Instruction. Details were sketchy but looked great on paper. Everything should be in place the first week after Labor day.
Sneeze
Somebody sneezed. The whole flock abandoned the buffet line at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Escape was their only thought. Each feared the other might be contaminated with some dreaded respiratory disease. the Face of Everyman had designated quarantine roosts and was awaiting test kits from the CDC. 
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