Some of the “extras” from the now defunct production company “Foggy Bottoms Films” came looking for their paychecks. the Face of Everyman had to tell them to come back Friday. The bankruptcy court had not determined how much to pay them.
Fitzhugh was uneasy. Even tho the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa welcomed all manner of beings, some factions often exerted themselves and took turf control. Seen above, using non-verbal communication, the Crows formed a gauntlet directing Fitzhugh’s exit. the Face of Everyman was at a loss as how to rectify this injustice.
Try outs for Spring productions began early at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As little Belknapp did his shuffle off to Buffalo no one, least of all, the Face of Everyman yelled “Watch out!”
The Bergdorf twins were back. Thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Mothers imposed an early curfew on their children. These night marauders would surely cause the early demise of the Face of Everyman.
As the official scribe of a Blog about birds the Face of Everyman was chagrined to wake up and find four of the Plus sized beasts devouring the morning ration of bird seed. If actions like this were tolerated for much longer the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa might lose their World Heritage Site designation.
Baxter was upset. Once again some four legged doofus pushed aside a disabled person to get at the corn subsidy set out by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Sisters of Charity. Crippled since birth Baxter knew his rights under the ADA. He engaged the Face of Everyman to act as his agent and attorney.
Panther has gone so long without a kill at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa that her stomach was growling back at her. the Face of Everyman recommended a cure for her collywobbles.
Party differences were temporarily laid aside as Pigeons and Crows tried to get as much food as possible. the Face of Everyman anguished over the high costs incurred by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa in feeding these scavengers who had dumpsters they could feed from. There seemed no justice.
Barney attacked the waterlogged leaf with bone shattering ferocity. His cries of triumph awoke the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Poor, the Face of Everyman, returned to fitful sleep and troubling dreams.
It looked like an ordinary morning at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. And yet, storm warnings had been called for gale force winds and coastal flooding as the first of three Pineapple Clippers was about to roar thru. the Face of Everyman had assembled his scuba gear; ready for any eventuality.