Diminished daylight triggers rutting behavior in some local bad boys at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Back alley skirmishes tested new leaders. Does awaited the outcome of each event. the Face of Everyman had adapted the Marquess of Queensberry Rules to permit open field combat. Using a super computer the venerable sage was predicting an early Rut before the October 27th New Moon. Casinos were offering a betting line.
A few of the Soccer Moms brought their winning team Fawns to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for
Pizza Cracked Corn. In a way the Face of Everyman was pleased; the kindly ol’ pensioner seemed to buy moldy corn. The song birds would have none of it. The detritus lay about until consumed by snails and slugs or a casual visit by deer.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa staged a concert in the meadow near the resort. About 2 AM Ripley breaks thru the Security system to seek the aid of the Face of Everyman. It seems that “Rip” had lost his car keys in the meadow grass and hoped that the venerable sage could use some sort of mental gymnastics to help find them. “Check the bottom of your day pack.” Was the Ancient’s drowsy response.
Bambi crept forward slowly to see if she could determine the cause. The Spring of Eternal Giving had somehow stopped. The sacred waters were the very lifeblood of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the Face of Everyman was alarmed. Flow recommenced by Noon and the guests all had a good laugh at themselves over their exaggerated concerns.
Everyone who can spot the week old fawn in this grainy surveillance image can give themselves a Gold Star. Dr. Ishihara himself would have used such a deceptive device in his landmark colorblind tests. When the Security Forces of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa realized that it was only Mom and Bambi passing through to rest in deep cover they withdrew and went to lunch. the Face of Everyman was so busy counting Casino receipts that he missed the whole episode.
Brandon and his twin brother Langdon (not seen) passed through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this morning to see if there would be an apple crop this Fall. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to report that heavy pruning had reduced the expected crop. However, the venerable sage was able to quote imported apples at very attractive prices.
Edna stopped by to ask if it would be okay to bring her new Fawn to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for play dates with the other new Mothers with Fawns. the Face of Everyman considered the request and then asked that she made sure everyone looked where they stepped; little songbirds might be under foot.
Off season S. Claus leased the meadow adjacent to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to provide browse for his herds of ruminants. This winter, snow covered the lush grasses. the Face of Everyman took this in to account and waived the usual higher grazing fees imposed if the deer wandered off lease. After all, Mr. Claus kept a list of who was naughty and who was nice.