Two raucous Jays bullied the Pigeons away from the seed set out by the kindly ol’ pensioner. His compensation for using their likeness in this daily blog from the very heart of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had mixed feelings about the situational ethics involved. Audubon Facts and Photos: https://tinyurl.com/y8y89gwy
Mahjong
Even tho’ it was just Ladies Friday Afternoon Mahjong at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, Isabella always made an entrance. the Face of Everyman welcomed a bit of theatrics.
Cotillion
As the date for the Fall cotillion approached, young fledglings were required to attend the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Charm school. Young males learned how to escort debutantes being presented and ladies learned a bit about grace and charm. Every year the Face of Everyman had a few unfocused students.
Hue and Cry
The moment the life giving waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving ceased to flow the Hue and Cry went up and through out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was startled from his nap yet was able to correct the situation within moments. He basked in the round of applause given him by the great full residents.
Downward Facing Dog
Laborious Holiday
Sparky had lots to do this Labor Day. As chairman of holiday events, he offered the venerable sage the position of Grand Marshall. the Face of Everyman regretted not being able to ride in the parade; he had to meet with some big wigs regarding his use of H-1B Visa employees at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This would be remembered as a very long holiday.
The Trickster
It was nearly 3 AM, the Raccoons had gone, exhausted from their play in the flowing waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving. Things seemed quiet but the Face of Everyman awoke with a start, too scared to move. Larry Latrans was back; touching base with each of his old haunts. Hereabouts, and in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa he was known as The Trickster, one who has never been bested. To the venerable sage Larry’s return could spell financial ruin, or worse, loss of his rent-free location, heated storage unit and parking spot.
Gratuity
Each Saturday morning at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the destitute were allowed to clean the pool of coins tossed in by someone feeling the need to make a wish. Filmore had lost his job last month when the gadget factory burned, so to feed his family he hired on to retrieve coins. The patronage of the Face of Everyman was always rewarded by a small bit of baksheesh.
Talking Stick
Hercules
Since last Halloween the Security computers have been attempting to ID the feline intruder into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Until today there had been no descriptive match. Even the Face of Everyman was unable to offer a clue to the identity of this transgressor. It was the Foggy Bottom Irregulars who came up with name and lair of this beast. This makes for one more dossier that can be shared with Interpol.

