Yocham felt the morning chill. Soon there will be frost on the pumpkin at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman looks forward to when the kindly ol’ pensioner adds the stock tank heater to the water system.
Rumors
Johnny Dark Eyes was keeping a low profile hereabouts the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was hoping that the Face of Everyman would vouch for him and help squelch old rumors about his using campaign funds for trips to Bird World with his secretary. It would be nice to run for office again, free from embarrassing baggage.
Morale
Management of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa took advantage of the short term physical impairment of the kindly ol’ pensioner and ordered a stand down to retrain the staff in civility and inclusiveness. Classes have been poorly attended. the Face of Everyman finds it difficult to gauge morale. No one is sure when daily activity will return to normal.
Bellicose Billy
the Face of Everyman had set aside the first day of each calendar quarter to hear the complaints of the murmurers and complainers. Most folks were soft spoken and had “their hat in their hand” when they sought succor from a perceived wrong. Not so with Bellicose Billy. Obstreperous was his middle name when it came to complaints about food. His stipend had been late every time and was usually moldy and starting to ferment. The venerable sage tried to point out that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was at the end of the supply chain and that there were always substitutions and shortages. Billy just turned up the volume. There seemed no escape from his raucous voice.
Alarm
Dewy
Vortex
Once again the Face of Everyman awoke to find himself cattywampus. Those rowdy raccoons are to blame. Luckily young Archimedes was fresh out of Engineering school. His quick eye told him that he’d need a long lever and a fulcrum to put the venerable sage back in harmony with metaphysical lines of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa spiritual vortex.
Hypnotic Stare
Old Sayings
Plastic
The Dentist at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa free clinic had cautioned Armstrong not to try and drink before the Novocaine had warn off. the Face of Everyman would have offered him a drinking straw but his were all made of plastic. The admonishment against their use had reached even this remote spot far off of the Pacific Flyway.



