Ever since Rocky was laid off as a cartoon cell animation artist time weighed heavily on his hands. His waking hours were spent foraging and streaming hospital dramas on TV. He easily relates to the brave surgeons who scrub their hands with great care before each difficult operation. He often asks the Face of Everyman when there might be a hospital built on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He is eager to start operating. The venerable sage thought of calling in a Code 5150; but his masked friend seemed harmless enough; at least at this stage.
Bull Running
Bernie had been on a TV Game Show and won a weeks stay at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The peace and serenity of the vast resort was not a good fit for a hyper-active patron such as Bernie. On Monday the Face of Everyman contacted the producers and suggested that Hummingbirds, because of their unique nature, be eligible for more active vacation locations such as Demolition Derby Camp or Bull Running Fiestas.
Eggnog
The Holiday season of Good Cheer seemed everywhere in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; so much so that the Face of Everyman lost track of how much Eggnog he was serving his guests. He was dismayed to see that little Elvis had been licking the swizzle sticks. Even that small amount was more than a youngster’s stomach could handle. The venerable sage asked his Mom to take him home while he could still walk.
Yellow Rumped
Old Butter Butt had hoped to return to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa quietly, without notice; incognito if you will. But that tell tale patch of bright yellow was a dead give away. the Face of Everyman knew that no subterfuge would ever work.
Quiet Time
It was a slow news day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. High winds and heavy rain had cancelled most events on the Face of Everyman’s busy calendar. There was hope for more action tomorrow.
Cliff Diving
Nyjah was practicing his cliff diving skills. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa didn’t offer the high cliffs he would encounter in Acapulco but first he must master his form. Today the Face of Everyman assured him that he was ready. After all the tourist season was almost in full swing and there was big money to be made retrieving small coins tossed into the waters as the incentive to cheat death.
Sharks and Minnows
Raspberry felt uncomfortable with that trio behind him, each giving him the Evil Eye. the face of Everyman commented that this pool games hour at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and that perhaps he would be asked to join them. Was he any good at Marco Polo? Sharks and Minnows?
Mote
the Face of Everyman was reluctant to ask favors of anyone especially of Johnny Dark-eyes. Lately in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa high winds were frequent and a mote of dust had landed in the eye of the venerable sage. Removing the spec might seem a simple enough task but Johnny would likely seek repayment ten times over. Dang! Double Dang!
Fresh Start
Every year about this time the Face of Everyman makes a pronouncement about the weather and temperatures expected for the next three months. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is regarded as being in the Banana belt; as such few locals migrate to the sunny climes of Mexico. Rodney hopes that the venerable sage will utter a dreadful forecast. One that will give him every reason to leave and make a fresh start somewhere that folks don’t know him.
Dance
the Face of Everyman watched in awe as Astrid and Montoya began a ritualized mating dance. Such cultural cross-over displays were uncommon outside of the magical kingdom of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage planned on presenting a paper at the next Audubon Society convention revealing instances of bird like behavior in small rodents.
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