A heat wave struck the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Anastasiya, thought by many to be the reincarnation of the last Romanov, left the seclusion of her small cote to complain that the air conditioning was not working.  the Face of Everyman duly noted the problem and vowed that someone would be out by Tuesday; Thursday at the latest.

The Bachelorette

the Face of Everyman had noted Roberta’s strange actions.  Mental Health from the clinic at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was asked to do an evaluation.  Turns out that she had dropped a contact lense.   “The Bachelor” casting call and audition ran only two more nights.  She was almost in despair.

Gas Lighting

Esmeralda began to question whether Robb was Gas Lighting their relationship.  She ran a few things by the Face of Everyman:  The gift of a day at the Spa, Those Facebook photos of another Dove, Emails to someone named Chanel.  Robb said that she was imagining things.  The venerable sage often dealt with these types of situations.  He helped her arrive at her own conclusion; all the while trying to remember to renew his subscription to Psychology Today.

Tour Groups

the Face of Everyman regretted allowing tour bus companies the privilege of mid-day stop overs at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Many thought this the lunch stop and descended on the world class buffet table like a swarm of locust.  Quarterly profit information for the Food Service Division was not shared with stockholders.  An asterisk was thought to suffice.


Natasha had hoped to renew her expired passport and visitors visa at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa UN Consulate.  Alas she was too late.  Budget constraints forced small regional offices to close months ago.  When the Face of Everyman heard her sobbing in despair, he immediately got out his official seal and stamp.  After all the venerable sage had long been designated plenipotentiary for a whole host small republics; surely hers was among them.