Velvet wasn’t sure which of these two guys she was meeting for her luncheon date at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Neither of them resembled their photos on the web site, AvianHarmony dot com. Which one was Hacker? Which was CEO? the Face of Everyman sensed her dilemma. The venerable sage recommended the Cobb salad with bacon bits and tuna substituting for the chicken and chopped eggs.
Graydon had chosen the lush gardens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the setting to announce his candidacy. His wild promises to drain the swamp and curtail illegal immigration brought gasps from his meager audience. the Face of Everyman tried to whisper a new stratagem. Unwittingly he offered Graydon: “A chicken in every pot.”
All eyes were on Jackson as he was ready to release his fast ball in this ninth inning of the season finale. It was the Montetorkie Mongols against the Jesuit Crusaders. A windless day, the crowd was hushed. Even the Face of Everyman held his breath in anticipation of the home team winning the coveted pennant. Alack and alas. Those Jesuits went on to win the division finals. From then on no one talked much baseball at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Jackson found a job selling used cars in the village.
Each day former lodgers of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa stopped to say hello to the Face of Everyman. Robespierre was noncommittal about whether or not the venerable sage would get to meet any of his new family. Container plantings purchased by the kindly ol’ pensioner didn’t really have enough undergrowth for good nest building. Perhaps, he and Cozette, would return when the plantings offered more mature cover.
The World Championship Contest in Free Diving was scheduled for late June at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had once held the title two eons running during the most recent Ice Age. He now had his eye on winning in the Seniors Division. Practise sessions are held daily. The kindly ol’ pensioner is assisting the venerable sage in holding his breath while simulating Free Diving.
Early warning sensors alerted the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The klaxons blared; citizens were advised to shelter in place. A marauding villain was on a predawn hunt. the Face of Everyman recognized the predatory being as a neighborhood house cat from a good family. The venerable sage cleared his throat loud enough to scare the trespasser into a hasty retreat. Sunrise came to a tranquil paradise.