The dance recital continued unabated. Even the Face of Everyman yawned despite himself. The good folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa hadn’t been so bored since a road troupe staged a lengthy event based on an early Persian poem. Some folks had tickets to see “Chicago, the Musical”. But that group was detained at the border by TSA.
Raphael tried to waken the Face of Everyman to wish him a Happy New Year. Alas, the party had started and ended hours ago. The entire Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa got to watch the gala events play out in New York City. The Times Square ball dropping as viewed on the Jumbotron, was spectacular. Security Forces quickly cleared the viewing area and sent folks off to roost. The venerable sage slept till almost noon.
To Wally it was Pearl Harbor all over again. The scene of mighty dreadnoughts capsized triggered PTSD. He was powerless to rescue the Face of Everyman now deep beneath the roiling waters. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa hadn’t experienced a marine disaster of this magnitude in over a week. Divers and rescue boats cleared the mess in an hour.
The fantastic aroma of Turkey, giblets and gravy, was more than Farnsworth could ignore. In broad daylight he was drawn irresistibly to the nexus. Chefs at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were preparing a holiday meal to be remembered. the Face of Everyman brought in some of his Mom’s early gluten free recipes. They were well received.
The boys were late for Dance Class. They heard that the new Dance Master was strict and wielded a mean switch. Could they help regain the fame of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Ballet Troupe? Would the Face of Everyman remember their childish pranks of spinning him until he passed out? I don’t expect things to go well. At all. Places everyone.
As the Sun neared the Equinox Rocky became confused; his internal clock had slipped a cog and he began foraging mid-afternoon. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa usually dealt with such anachronisms by having the Face of Everyman loan a Timex watch to those effected. A few days is all it took for patient rehab.
The Three Delinquents were back for another night of mayhem in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their frolicking knocked the Face of Everyman into the deepest depths. When the EMTs revived the venerable sage he sputtered and vowed to seek revenge; somehow.
Mom with three of her five Kits caught on camera as they scurry to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Foreign Press has started to label her: “The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe” after the early English nursery rhyme. She is seldom seen with all five kits in tow. the Face of Everyman has scolded her about exercising more parental control. Easy for him to say.
Mom has upset the eco-balance at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This morning she set out with all five of her Kits on a sort of meet and greet tour. At this stop Madalynn got to meet the Face of Everyman as well as wash up a bit. Not seen are: Harold, Cletus, Sophie and Yvon. The kindly ol’ pensioner can be sure that the new family will be back; almost nightly. Mom has till September to teach them everything they’ll need to know as adults.
the Face of Everyman regretted that he hadn’t given that nice Calendar Watch to young Darcy for graduation. Here he was in broad daylight foraging around the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa well past his bedtime. It was only 4 books of S&H Green Stamps™ down at the village store and his dear Mom had left him scads of full books when she passed.