Once again the pool boys had put way too much chlorine in the Olympic sized pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Eustace complained that he was losing his mating colors at the worst time: Winter Speed Dating Season. the Face of Everyman could certainly commiserate as the strong fumes made his eyes water. The tears smearing his new face Bronzer.
the Face of Everyman had interrupted his own projects to honor a promise that he had made to Carlotta. She needed her portrait painted before she was sworn into her new office as village mayor. The folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were proud that one of their own had been elected to such a high office. However, largesse was not a word in Carlotta’s vocabulary.
A few of the Elders dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to confer with the face of Everyman about their Class Action Lawsuit. The venerable sage had to be reminded that they sought damages from every bird watchers group for being mislabeled as “Wild Canaries”. They wished to be known as “American Goldfinch”. His memory prodded, he vaguely remembered tearing up the unwinnable law suit.
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.