It was the birthday of the Face of Everyman. From far and wide well wishers came to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with gifts for the venerable sage. Seen below Favian presents a glass paper weight on behalf of the Royal Murder of Crows, Temple 139. It was to be treasured by the ancient one. At last, his jumble of receipts would be tamed.
Counter Intelligence
Ambrose was convinced that the bubbles contained secret messages for foreign agents operating from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He would spend hours listening for a pattern; perhaps a rhythm. About sundown he’d give up; eats some orts set aside by the Face of Everyman and return to his roost. Others gave him a wide berth.
Detritus
Roscoe had one annoying habit: he discarded the shells of the Sunflower seeds on the Face of Everyman and anywhere else in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa that he pleased. The venerable sage tried to explain basic etiquette but soon gave up and merely asked Roscoe to remove the husks blocking his vision.
Disaster
The Wedding was a complete disaster. The Groom locked himself in the bathroom crying and wouldn’t come out. The Bride’s Mother cut the cake and told everyone to grab some and leave. Cummerbund grabbed a mouthful but found it so dry he had to soak it. the Face of Everyman vowed not to officiate at another wedding nor cater one. Profit margins at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were thin. What was he going to do with three unused Swag Bags?
MagLev
When he thought that no one was watching the Face of Everyman would bring into play the Casimir effect. Psychic forces couple with pure science would elevate near by objects. Below we see a hapless Crow experiencing magnetic levitation. Bernice flew off before the venerable sage could apologize.
Pedicure
Everyone was proud to learn that one of the young Crows from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had been selected to be a Congressional Page for a Representative from this district. When young Hadley asked the Face of Everyman what he could do to bring honor to this job; the venerable sage replied, “Get a pedicure.”
Red Dye #4
Little Lester had learned of the joy of giving from his parents. When the Face of Everyman required a Maraschino cherry for his evening cocktail, little Lister was right there with a naturally sweet Queen Anne cherry from the vast orchards of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage accepted the gift graciously then let it steep in his secret batch of USDA contraband Red Dye #4. He was a traditionalist.
Elitist Appeal
After a hard day in court the Judge would find comfort in the distinctive soda water leaking up from the secret underground laboratory of the Face of Everyman. The venerable sage pretended that soda water was a natural occurrence in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He had hoped to bottle this sparkling effervescence but was waiting till he had the right label, one with elitist appeal, for proper marketing.
Fiesta Cubano!
Raoul has opened his new food truck, Fiesta Cubano! Seen above Raoul is serving his signature Cuban sandwich to the Face of Everyman. The management of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was seeking greater diversity in experiences offered to the guests; a bratwurst wagon was in the works. The venerable sage has chosen as sides, Saw Grass Slaw and Bermuda Fries.
Spaghetti With Meat Balls
The water was almost hot enough for the spaghetti. Lorenzo added a bit at a time. Elsewhere in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the meatballs were reaching perfection. the Face of Everyman was so looking forward to this meal: Buca di Beppo the way his Mother had prepared it so long ago.
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