Day Trader

The Knave of rogue traders dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to do a bit of trading with the Face of Everyman. Professing to know nothing of the worth of such a bauble the Crow pressed the venerable sage to make an offer. Before an agreement could be reached the gem rolled off the edge into the bottomless depths. A loss for each.

Food Inspection

Rumors of poor quality food had reach the ears of Tula’ the Cat, resident of the Manor house perched high above the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She filed copies of her damning inspection report with Corporate and the Face of Everyman who could see his Golden Handshake becoming ever more elusive.

Pro Bono

The Barkley twins Shirley and Sherwood were sure that their names had been switched at birth and they wanted to pursue legal means to correct this error. the Face of Everyman prided himself on the pro bono work he did for the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but this task seemed the most ridiculous request that he had ever been asked to consider.

Smoke

A heavy pale of smoke blanketed the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa from wild fires up and down the Pacific Flyway. the Face of Everyman ordered all concessions closed except the lounge which offered hot towels to wipe beaks and drinks at happy hour prices. Guests remained hunkered down.

Speculators

The baseless rumor that the Face of Everyman was placing large tracts of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa on the real estate market brought out land speculators by the dozens. Before sundown some were offering homesteads, others cemetery plots. One had quickly drawn up plans for a drive-in movie theater. It was worst than Tulip mania and the bubble soon burst.

Maximus

The Lost Cat flyers posted thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa showed his picture and the appellation “Mr. Snuggles.” He was careful not to respond to that name among strangers; no matter how well meaning. In his heart of hearts he knew that his birth name was Maximus. Max has been a frequent prowler at night; but a daylight intrusion was new. the Face of Everyman duly recorded both names in the security log.

Fake News

Grobian was the first to comment on the mis-alignment of the venerable sage. Historically the Face of Everyman was oriented to face the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa security camera. This morning guests found him to be “askew”. It would be Tuesday before a crew could right this historic visage. Fake News blamed street protesters for this dastardly crime.

Performance Art

Performance Art enjoyed increasing popularity with the luncheon crowd at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It seems obvious that the Face of Everyman booked this act without a proper audition. Offended patrons were given reserved tickets for a future opening act.

Curfew

It was well beyond the hour of curfew at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa when Boots decided to show her disdain for the Rule of Law. Luckily the Face of Everyman was in a deep hypnotic state or he would have used one of his mental feats to twist her tail.

Tough Choice

The tattered and worn Audubon Guide seemed of little use to the Face of Everyman as he tried to ID new arrivals to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. At last, the mind of the venerable sage settled upon Black-headed Grosbeak. He thought of calling his Mom; but, thought better of it. He felt proud to be able to make this choice alone.