Wally didn’t know that the movie was four hours long. It was late so he took the short cut thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Much like passing thru a grave yard, he whistled a tune for a sense of confidence. the Face of Everyman awoke and encouraged Wally to hurry along before the Raccoons arrived.
Flummoxed
Every so often the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is visited by the bird of a different color. Folks aren’t sure whether to greet them as Sir or Madam. Despite his wisdom the Face of Everyman remains flummoxed.
Dabney
Parents often bring their offspring to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a consult with the Face of Everyman. The venerable sage tried to put to rest their fears. Little Dabney was neither an albino nor had DNA markers for a feathered dinosaur. The parents left, a bit skeptical, but agreed to adopt a wait and see approach.
Choir
They were billed as The World’s Smallest Choir, home based at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. During rehearsal the Face of Everyman could tell that things weren’t going well. Each singer had clearly defined parts: soprano, alto, etc. Bobby kept trying to sing parts meant for others; sometimes tenor, sometimes bass. Alas, if this problem wasn’t corrected soon, their bookings would go to the Vienna Boys Choir.
Pastor Bob
The moment that the life giving force of the Spring of Eternal Giving ceased to flow the Face of Everyman was startled awake. Through his sleepy-eyed state he perceived the reflection of an enormous raptor about to swoop down and make a kill right here in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Within a nano second he had cleared his eyes and determined that it was merely Pastor Bob about to give another interminable sermon.
Rakehell
Cenizo was searching for Chroma the high wire artist of the new circus forming at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was unwilling to disclose that rakehell’s whereabouts. The venerable sage could foretell the disastrous outcome of that relationship.
Stuffed Figs
One has to wonder what terrible crimes these night marauders have committed that they compulsively wash their hands. the Face of Everyman had to ask. It turns out that Figs are in season at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Overripe Figs with juicy goodness are messy Figs. The venerable sage opined that he liked his stuffed with Blue Cheese in hopes that a few might appear on his door step.
Circuit Rider
The circuit rider reverend arrived to give a memorial for Lem the pigeon lost to a Raptor on Friday. The Reverend Wigglesworth disliked the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa because there was no live TV feed to the networks. Neither Songbird nor Pigeon attended. Could the Face of Everyman forgotten to post the announcement?
Locker Room Talk
There was always a lot of locker room talk on Saturday mornings when the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Running Club completed their runs and hit the spa. Blueberry pancakes topped the list of topics; while Maple syrup ran a close second. the Face of Everyman tried to recall if he had ordered enough maple syrup from Vermont. It was his favorite too.
News
News that POTUS had cancelled the big parade was met with mixed reaction in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Some members of the drill team wanted to continue to march and train for national competition. the Face of Everyman suggested that some could join the Foggy Bottoms Square Dance Club and use their skills of precision and timing in a social atmosphere. Nowadays cries of Do si do and Face your partner ring out every Saturday night.
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