Mullard had redeemed enough books of S & H Green Stamps to allow his family to monopolize the pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for an hour. the Face of Everyman was sure that it was the longest hour he had ever endured.
Half asleep the Face of Everyman could hear the voice of a Cat whispering something like:”Follow the money.” The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had its share of conspiracy theories; but the venerable sage couldn’t put the pieces together in his deep dream state. A bit of auto hypnosis was called for to resolve this intrigue.
Ordway has joined the Fencing Club at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. With the Face of Everyman as his coach he was sure to win at State next weekend. Seen above, Ordway is practicing his lunge followed by his thrust and parry.
Bambi’s Aunt and two cousins exit the magical world of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa via the time portal. Big brother Amaury looks back to be sure little sister Lilith is not left behind. If she stayed too long she might begin to believe that the Face of Everyman was real.
Sweltering tropical heat drove whole families to the cooling waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was hard pressed to keep folks at social distancing standards. In the end he gave up and took his nap.
Elizabeth was fit to be tied; some fool Mosquito Control Officer had dumped thuringiensis bits into her drinking water. As her ire increased, everyone tried to look away. the Face of Everyman was quick to blame safety policies put in place by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
The Labor Day Parade was just three weeks away. the Face of Everyman had entered his jump rope drill team: The Sparklers” into the competition expecting to win the coveted Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa silver cup for best precision drill team.
Demosthenes was prepared to give a reprise of his famous TED talk to the luncheon group at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As he came on stage he realized that he had left his Bluetooth mike at home. the Face of Everyman had nothing to offer more recent in technology that an old cheerleaders megaphone.
As Autumn neared and rumors of poachers increased Big Guy spent his days in the deep cover of the vast forests surrounding the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Only in the dark of night did he venture out to check his mail and chat briefly with the Face of Everyman.
The invitation was to join the Tai Chi class yet somehow the Face of Everyman seemed threatened by the Shifu. Of course guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed all the distractions possible during this time of the pandemic. The venerable sage asked if he could just audit the class for the first few weeks.