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These May Day protesters had discovered the secret stash of Single Malt Scotch belonging to the Face of Everyman.  Sunrise finds Brandon and Cartoon almost sober and without bus fare for the ride home.  The venerable sage takes pity on the oafish boys and offers to let them sleep it off in a tall stand of trees in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  They seemed both grateful and unrepentant.

The Felchers, Lucifer and Millie, pose for a family portrait in the lush gardens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  the Face of Everyman would later post this photo to  Interpol for their use in tracking these international killers.  No nest was safe from these predators.

Spring Rituals brought increased pressure on Bucko Billy, First Mate of the Hell Ship Pride of Paducah.  In desperation Billy had joined an online dating club and asked the Face of Everyman to evaluate his profile.  Both Billy and the venerable sage completely overlooked his having only one leg.  Did it matter?

The Charbonneau twins, Langdon and Luis are taking time off from their normal roles of skirt chasing.  They are awaiting a large influx of young ladies to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  the Face of Everyman hosts a cotillion the first weekend in May.  These two rogues want to look their best as each debutante is presented by the master of ceremonies.  Meanwhile a host of divers are cleaning the barnacles off the bottom of the ancient and venerable sage.

the face of Everyman remembered fondly his first solo flight out at the oldFoggy Bottoms Resort and Spa grass strip. Recent rains had made the field soft; but the Sopwith Camel had power to spare.  Looks like this Baby Huey is about to run out of steam.  But that look of grim determination will prove he’s a winner.

Cat Tails was the new Sheriff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  It was soon obvious that he had some preconceived notions about the Face of Everyman and his heretofore easy going manners.  Things were to be different from now on . . .

The Bergdorf Twins came back to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  They used the ploy of asking for their dance class money back as an excuse to raid the Koi fishery.  the Face of Everyman reluctantly gave them credit for the missed classes forced by the Avian Flu pandemic.  The twins weren’t sure that they were susceptible but accepted the terms offered by the venerable sage.

Yikes! Bobby reportedly jumped a mile high and screamed in alarm.  He was sure that he had been bitten by a Snapping Turtle.  The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was home to a variety of turtles; most of which were the size of those little guys found in pet shop aquariums.  the Face of Everyman hastened to assure Bobby that he must have stubbed his toe on a root or rock. Peace and quiet soon returned; but Bobby retold his story again and again if anybody would listen.

Spring Rituals take many forms in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  the Face of Everyman continues his study of the behavior of guests.  Here he notes that food sharing is not a trait among these fuzzy, furry rodents.  The venerable sage notes carefully that this boar and sow are from the Chuckanut scurry.  For now he labels them: Ace and Buffy.

Spring Rituals took on many forms at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  This year the Face of Everyman recorded every movement, every nuance performed by guests.  His careful observances and methodology would form the basis of a paper to be read at a world conference in Stockholm this Fall.