The casting director of a film company shooting scenes at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa sent out a call for extras to try out for brief walk on appearances as Oxford Dons in deep thought. In the end only one applicant showed true gravitas and the scene wrapped by sundown. However, the Face of Everyman was offered a long term contract to appear as a rock in upcoming film projects. He, of course, declined. After all, such work required absolutely no talent.
Decorum
It is the Face of Everyman who sets the standards of decorum at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. So, who among us would censure the venerable sage, when, at last, he lost patience with a particularly ill mannered fledgling? Did he mean to shrug and send the little avian into the water? The sage was quick to express his regrets; but, to those gawking onlookers close at hand it sounded more like an oath.
Peanuts
No one at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was aware of how the bond between Cheeky and the Face of Everyman had been forged. Suffice it to say that it was an unbreakable bond. Rumors and over heard snippets of conversation suggested that Cheeky had been warned by the venerable sage of a raid on a Peanut laundering scheme, moments before the Feds closed in and rounded up most of the co-conspirators. “C” remains free to this day under the advice and council of his age less friend “E”.
Fantasy Hunter
Using modern drone technology Paparazzi were able to circumvent security at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above is that popular rockabilly star Cosmos de Wild. It is rumored that this prize winning photo will appear on the cover of this month’s issue of Fantasy Hunter. the Face of Everyman felt left out of the loop. His subscription had expired.
Lap Swimming
There had been a brief resurgence of open lane lap swimming at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to grin and bear it. He witnessed the chaos reach a crescendo, then subside to a form of family swim and ultimately leisure swim. There were hopeful rumors that a kiddie pool would be open by next Spring.
Exotic
Elizabeth was back for a brief engagement in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa supper club. Her exotic looks and whiskey throat sultry voice made her a headliner in any club. the Face of Everyman had a “thing” going for her but he knew that nothing would ever come of it. She was a roamer . . .
Clan Macrobie
the Face of Everyman was proud to have been made an Honorary Kissing Cousin of Clan Macrobie. Few songbirds had seen the venerable sage in a Kilt done in the clan tartan pattern of the highlands. As you may expect, even at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, there was always some jackanapes who wanted to answer that age old question.
Council Of Thirteen
The Council of Thirteen met quarterly at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The minutes of the 2nd Quarter were read and approved. New business, as always, was a laundry list of complaints from the Face of Everyman. It was the same old diatribe of grievances, guests and locals alike took liberties: standing on his face and eyes, waking him during naps, flatulence, defecation … A new one concerned the lack of written response to his broadside of such matters to the Audubon Society. The meeting adjourned without action as the Tea Trolley was wheeled out onto the Lanai.
Head Start
The Montetorkie school received a Grant to open a Head Start Daycare at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Enrollment was an over whelming success. the Face of Everyman shuddered at the the thought of these poor tykes under the rule of Sister Mary Margaret. He himself had know the sharp whack on the the knuckles to get his full attention and obedience.
Soap
Baby Huey wanted to go home. He claimed that he had soap in his eyes and it stung. Mom tried to tell him to get back in the water quit crying. There had never been soap in the pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman remained stoic. He had no skills at consoling bawling kids.
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