Sylvia was a real show stopper. Seen below preforming at an annual Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa fund raiser she is doing her signature number: Tap dancing to the tune of Sweet Georgia Brown. the Face of Everyman always liked it when the guests gave a standing ovation.
Melissa tried out for the Follies Review every year when scouts booked into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. In as much as there was no ice rink, nor ice in mid-August, contestants were judged on their grace in free form flight. the Face of Everyman acted as agent and talent scout for all regional songbirds. He felt it was the least he could do.
Early election results had been tabulated for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Timothy, Precinct Captain, is seen flying to county election headquarters with the results. the Face of Everyman could have phoned them in but he recalled the disaster of the Iowa Caucus.
Cousins abound in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Little Ramona stopped by to say ‘Howdy’ to the Face of Everyman and dropped a hint that she was related to a very famous and beloved animated fawn. The venerable sage caught the essence of her remarks and easily led her to divulge all. Her Mom scoffed at such nonsense.
A plague of Pigeons descended on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; their numbers three times the resident flock. Was this the realization of the Face of Everyman’s worst nightmares? These rogues practiced a true scorched earth policy. No seed was left behind.
The new government policy of Urban Renewal caught many off guard not least of them the Face of Everyman. He dimly remembered endless meetings on a scheme to harvest much of the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but this looked more like slash and burn. To quell unrest among the guests he ordered a lavish buffet be served.
Thai Kick Boxing became the new martial art between male songbirds seeking supremacy in the breeding arena. These contests were new to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; the Face of Everyman was quick to see a source of revenue in this sagging economy.
the Face of Everyman had nearly achieved success with his invention of a cloaking system. Alas, every time that he selected volunteers to witness his greatness they looked elsewhere and failed to see his astounding advances in science. Today fame and fortune were not within his grasp.
Another hot night and the big beasts were stirring thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The new antler recognition algorithm wasn’t yet accurate enough to ID this big guy, so it was up to the Face of Everyman to put a name to this grainy image.