Most folks need Coffee to start their day. The resident grouch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa came down to breakfast to find the coffee urns cold. His unspoken wrath seemed directed towards the Face of Everyman who was helpless to defend himself.
Remedial Action
A recent Security Audit found weaknesses in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa security system. In a random review of security images the Forensics Team found ten percent contained unacceptable errors. Seen above are the unmistakable signs of a Cat’s ears. the Face of Everyman tried to explain that the ears may belong to the manor house cat. Nevertheless a three page list of urgent remedial action was sent to Management; carbon copy to Corporate. The venerable sage could see his Golden Handshake diminish.
Nectar
Lulu-belle brought her complaints directly to the Face of Everyman. There needs to be more flowers grown near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She shouldn’t be expected to raise a family on the nectar set out in feeders. That stuff was mostly colored dreck. The venerable sage wasn’t sure how he was involved but promised the young mother that he would look into the matter. Perhaps the florist shop in the posh arcade had something more nourishing than a wilted corsage. He could hope.
Village Constable
Twins
Hero and Leander
Hero has sent Leander searching the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for soft nesting materials. the face of Everyman tries to warn Leander that Neptune is lurking to attack him. The venerable sage is able to distract the Royal Denizen of the Deep just long enough for Leander to escape. Upon arriving home he presents his find to Hero, his lovely sweetheart, and burst into song: “Be it ever so humble, there is no place like home.” Curtain closes. The Resort guests rise to a standing ovation for this ground breaking re-telling of an ancient classic.
Haiku
The annual Writer’s Conference at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa took a brief mid-morning break. the Face of Everyman was astonished to overhear that they were not free from the rapid fire prompts of the conference setting but must converse solely in the 5-7-5 structure of Haiku, responses must be in Latin, Classical Greek or Esperanto. The venerable sage wept as he recalled his high times on the isle of Mykonos.
AMA
Belasco had read every medical journal in the vast library housed at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa: NEJM, The Lancet, JAMA, to name just a few. No where did he find studies of Squirrels being allergic to peanuts; yet what could account for his stuffy nose and strange coloring? The problem seemed beyond the ken of the Face of Everyman, he was flummoxed and speechless.
Ion Infuser
Addison was accustomed to pure filtered glacier water further enhanced with electrolytes and micro-clustered ions. This stuff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa did not measure up. The Ph was off the charts as far as she could tell. the Face of Everyman pretended not to notice the noisy visitor. He thought about investing in an ion infuser but he was way over budget this quarter. The Board would remember this lack of judgement when it came time to discuss his Golden Handshake.
SAD
Loretta had learned about Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa award winning Montetorkie School. After her predawn Tai Chi class she spent an hour basking in the rays of the morning sun. Before lunch she and the Face of Everyman would meditate. Later, sessions of guided imagery. She just might make it through the dark winter.

