Annually the Pacific Flyway Chapter of the UFO Society met at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This year the Face of Everyman was fortunate enough to engage a UFO from Alpha Centauri to fly thru as the opening gavel signaled the beginning of a week long series of workshops. The Hospitality Suite remained packed. The mixed nuts party mix was a favorite.
Brainchild
The new guest was part of the Writers Group and Golf Package at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It was the marketing brainchild of the Face of Everyman. When ‘writer’s block’ hit; you played a round of golf or, at the very least, hit the driving range and shot a bucket of balls. It was touted as very therapeutic. Third quarter sales were at an all time high.
Whirling Disorder
A rare case of Whirling Disorder was reported by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Family Clinic. A gene was expressing itself among a few family members from a remote part of the Pacific Flyway. As music played those afflicted began to whirl. the Face of Everyman took copious notes in preparation for yet another scholarly paper.
Twins
Bobby and Billy were twins. For them being twins was awkward. They always dressed alike and finished each others sentences. They weren’t the only pair in the the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and the Face of Everyman had been collecting data on each group. His monograph was due to be presented at a world conference in Oslo in the Spring.
Entitlement
Civilities fell by the wayside when Senior swimmer workouts collided with Adult Lap swim. the Face of Everyman had left a fifteen minute space on the schedule but, as every guest at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa felt themselves special, those precious minutes were absorbed. The venerable sage was always surprised at the venomous language spewed by little old ladies. 
Thimblerig
The pidgeons are up to their old tricks; illegal gambling at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Some run the shell game others three card monte. The guests always lose. the Face of Everyman decided to have some fun. Pigeons scattered when he yelled “Cops.” 
Aida
Once again the Face of Everyman tried to bring a little culture to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. For the lunchtime crowd: Act II, Scene 2 the Triumphal March from “Aida”. Unfortunately artistic tempers flared and the stately march broke into a rout. 
Crash Landings
Spectators at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were powerless to leap to safety as Mervin attempted another landing. the Face of Everyman made a mental note to find time to discuss the elements of landings and takeoffs with that young fledgling.
Wishes
Inexplicably the enormous pumps at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had ceased. An engineer was called to find and correct the cause as the tide slowly ebbed. With the help of the Face of Everyman loss of aquatic life was averted. Meanwhile the venerable sage was able to collect $1.98 in change tossed into the depths by guests making wishes.
Haunted Gig
From the very depths of Hell a fearsome sea creature rose to speak to the Face of Everyman about Halloween bookings and arrangements at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His agent had booked him into the Haunted House from six till twelve but now the union folks at SAG were limiting him to three hours stage time. “Will the nine till midnight spot work for you?”
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