It was often said that the Face of Everyman was all knowing and all seeing. Repeating such ideas filled the days of the idle folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Griselda always thought his staring eyes followed her where ever she went. Hombre grunted his concurrence.
Stopped
A massive shift along fault lines near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had blocked the deep fissure that carried water to the Spring of Eternal Giving. It was up to the Face of Everyman to employ his powers of psychokinesis to clear the vital, life giving passageway. Few thanked him for exhaustive efforts.
Dating
Velvet wasn’t sure which of these two guys she was meeting for her luncheon date at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Neither of them resembled their photos on the web site, AvianHarmony dot com. Which one was Hacker? Which was CEO? the Face of Everyman sensed her dilemma. The venerable sage recommended the Cobb salad with bacon bits and tuna substituting for the chicken and chopped eggs.
Politics
Graydon had chosen the lush gardens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the setting to announce his candidacy. His wild promises to drain the swamp and curtail illegal immigration brought gasps from his meager audience. the Face of Everyman tried to whisper a new stratagem. Unwittingly he offered Graydon: “A chicken in every pot.”
Baseball
All eyes were on Jackson as he was ready to release his fast ball in this ninth inning of the season finale. It was the Montetorkie Mongols against the Jesuit Crusaders. A windless day, the crowd was hushed. Even the Face of Everyman held his breath in anticipation of the home team winning the coveted pennant. Alack and alas. Those Jesuits went on to win the division finals. From then on no one talked much baseball at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Jackson found a job selling used cars in the village.
Roosting Alone
Some of the Guys were starting to get anxious. None of the Gals had arrived at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Maybe they went on to Canada suggested the Face of Everyman in a mocking tone; quite out of character. The Guys continued to grouse about the lack of feminine companionship. They had been “batching it” for the past week and were sick and tired of wearing their best suit everyday.
Flying Circus
One of the Bergdorf twins buzzed the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Flying Circus was encamped at the meadow and daring feats of flying could be seen this very afternoon. For the Face of Everyman this meant that his nap would be cut short by the hubbub of the onlookers. While anxious mothers feared that their fledglings would be lured away by the thrill being a risk taking aerial acrobat.
Emergency
Emergency landings are rare at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but when Gandy Dancer called ahead reporting his troubles the Face of Everyman went into action. Crews were alerted for both ground and water crashes. The Bar opened to serve light refreshments until noon when full service would commence. A wee dram of rum was available for “GD” to calm his nerves after such a harrowing experience.
New Suits
Taco and Paco were all dressed up in their new outfits. With time on their hands they decided to hang out at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with the hope that the girls might notice them. About all that happened was that the Face of Everyman got tired of Paco standing on his face and asked him to leave. With that, the boys went foraging for lunch.
Lampblack
Leander was precocious; often to a fault. He arrived at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a week or more ahead of the others. Unfortunately his make-up kit was on another flight. He was forced to beg the Face of Everyman for a smidgen of lampblack to touch up his pale and incomplete top knot. He needed to appear as an adult in mating colors when he met new folks on his way north to Canada.
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