Little Somnoroase was at that awkward stage; somewhere between a fledgling and a juvenile. He had spent the day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa eating from feeders brimming with his favorite seeds. Sleep came easily to this youngster with a full belly. Twice he was observed asleep in a feeder. As seen above, the Face of Everyman, has schooched over in the event “S” topples into the water.
Kallax
More than anything Kallax wanted to be an Action Hero. He was always prepared to create an improvised cape, his head poking thru a hole in a paper napkin; and spring into action. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had an unusual surplus of dreamers. the Face of Everyman knew from that moment that Kal’s mother had named him after a popular Ikea bookcase and storage unit; his future was irrevocably cast in stone.
Head First
Fortunately for Nicklename the 10 meter high board had been removed and placed in storage. Posted signs warned guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, not to dive into the shallow waters. The venerable sage marveled at such insensate behavior.
Scandal
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was not without its minor fast breaking scandal. A kerfuffle ensued when the PTA learned that the basketball coach at the Montetorkie school had used money from petty cash to pay top scoring player Strech Boynkin’s milk bill in the school cafeteria. the Face of Everyman pleaded the case in court pointing out that the team needed at least one win this season or they would be forced to drop to Five A team ranking and play Romper Room kids. “After all”, concluded the venerable sage, “How best to spend this mere bagatelle?”
Chef
Bernard arrived early for his interview. He had applied to be the new Executive Chef at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa award winning Asian Fusion restaurant. He chatted-up the Face of Everyman, hoping to get some insight on how he should respond to questions about his style of cooking. “Well”, began the venerable sage, “Don’t tell them about your Cabbage Soup Diet skills or your Atkins diet training”. Ultimately resort management went with Tex-Mex weekdays and Fish & Chips on the weekend. Avian patronage dropped to zero. The space will be remodeled as a video game center for those millennials who can’t be away from the ultimate high of HD game competition and Karaoke.
Wesley
Each week Wesley took advantage of Free Speech Day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This week he called upon the United Nations to condemn the unlawful separation of Pangaea Land. the Face of Everyman had been but a pliable bit of molten rock at the time, a meer youth, but he can vividly recall the gut wrenching pain as continents were torn from the family and sent drifting away.
Myopia
Lakshmi often poached on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but on this night she had forgotten her glasses. Her myopia left her seeing the reflection of her own golden eyes as perhaps Pacific Tree Frogs. As she contemplated swatting a live play thing on to dry land a soft clearing of the throat emanated from the Face of Everyman. She paused and realized her error. Once home she ordered a 2nd pair glasses on Amazon Prime.
Zoe
Life for Zoe was a struggle. She was born into the Avian world where plumage said everything a prospect mate needed to know. The travel agency touted this weekend before Halloween at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would be a life changer. Complementary costumes and masks or optional face painting were meant to add mystery and romance to this holiday vacation package. On first sight, the Face of Everyman could sense her discomfort and suggested that she go down to the nearby village. He had heard good reports about Billie Jean’s Club; right across the street from The Bear Cave. The venerable sage remained confident of his skill in sizing up anxious guests.
Quadriga
Quadriga stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a late night Aperol Spritz with the Face of Everyman. The night’s hunt had been good but he had to admit that there hadn’t been a trophy among the five. “Q” took some delight in relating a brief tale on himself. It seems that last week a Teddy Bear was left out. It was in shreds before he realized that it wasn’t a warm and cuddly mammal. The venerable sage laughed politely.
Indigo
Little Indigo was faced with quandary. The big Friday night football game was getting ever closer. It was the Montetorkie Intellectuals against some foreign football team who called themselves Manchester United F.C. The sports program wasn’t all that big at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa K thru 12 but the Marching Band was highly regarded. So he asked the Face of Everyman if it was too late to ask to switch from his role as defensive line backer to snare drums. The venerable sage tried to wrap his mind around this unique question before he could even hope to craft a coherent response.
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