Everyone who can spot the week old fawn in this grainy surveillance image can give themselves a Gold Star. Dr. Ishihara himself would have used such a deceptive device in his landmark colorblind tests. When the Security Forces of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa realized that it was only Mom and Bambi passing through to rest in deep cover they withdrew and went to lunch. the Face of Everyman was so busy counting Casino receipts that he missed the whole episode.
Ear Marks
They were assembled for a special vote to amend the constitution of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As the proposed changes were read Ear Marks kept appearing. In the end, each duly elected member voted “Here” and as usual nothing was accomplished. the Face of Everyman slept through most of the proceedings.
Hypnotic Trance
Webster had been making the rounds, looking for the most suitable nesting sites in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Actually for nests females were constructing. Several attractive ladies had given him a welcoming smile and looked eager to begin a family. He tried to learn more from the Face of Everyman but the venerable sage seemed in a hypnotic state and was unresponsive.
Symbiosis
Over the years there has developed a strange symbiosis between some creatures of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. When it is garbage pick-up day in the village Raccoons will knock over garbage cans and tear apart bags, eating some before moving on. But not before strewing the trove for the Crows. Seen above is Au Revoir sharing the bounty with the Face of Everyman. Soggy, stale cheese flavored crackers are a favorite.
Spaghetti With Meat Balls
The water was almost hot enough for the spaghetti. Lorenzo added a bit at a time. Elsewhere in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the meatballs were reaching perfection. the Face of Everyman was so looking forward to this meal: Buca di Beppo the way his Mother had prepared it so long ago.
The Old Time Chautauqua
The Old Time Chautauqua was booked in to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a one night performance. The Advance Agent had asked the Face of Everyman to provide a few folks of local talent to round out the show. Seen above in audition is Nigel doing an old soft shoe shuffle and tap. The venerable sage was anxious to meet the Flying Karamazov Brothers headliners of the chaotic show.
Fat Kats
The air of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was thick with the smells of Cuban cigars and single malt scotch as the Fat Kats held their annual strategy meeting. Of course, out of courtesy the Face of Everyman was invited to join and contribute to the merriment and brain storming. He always declined citing liver problems. By sundown they adjourned, but their drunken squabbling continued in nearby conifers.
Memorial
A few paid mourners showed up for little Sparky’s memorial at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Mostly they came for the tri-tip BBQ and green bean salad. the Face of Everyman uttered a few well chosen words and gave a brief recounting of the horrific moment that the Crow had unceremoniously dropped Sparky on the venerable sage’s face. For his services Everyman took a few coins from the Widow’s and Orphan’s Slush Fund. So ended another day in Paradise.
Apples?
Brandon and his twin brother Langdon (not seen) passed through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this morning to see if there would be an apple crop this Fall. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to report that heavy pruning had reduced the expected crop. However, the venerable sage was able to quote imported apples at very attractive prices.
Ming, the Merciless
Alas, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was no longer the Utopian sanctuary it claimed. the Face of Everyman looked on in horror as Ming, the Merciless displayed his trophy songbird. Where, oh where, were those neighbor cats? They should be here defending their hereditary hunting grounds from rapacious interlopers like Ming, the Merciless.
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