Anger Management Training did nothing to temper Boswell’s ferocity. In fact he was released early and the words: Incorrigible stamped on every page of his Permanent Record. Now, everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, including the Face of Everyman, gave this bruiser a wide berth. The venerable sage vowed to find a way to harness this untapped source of energy. 
Time
Ambrose has lost all track of time. Seen below he is foraging during daylight hours while his friends are sound asleep somewhere in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman reckons that this condition was brought on by Daylight Savings. It may well persist till November when we set our clocks back to Standard time. 
Hercules
The anti-viral properties of the Spring of Eternal Giving where well known to all and the subject of many a monograph by the Face of Everyman. Seen below is Hercules an outdoor cat who lives at the edge of the vast grounds of the Foggy bottoms Resort and Spa. He asks permission from the venerable sage to partake of these sacred life giving waters and perhaps if he would take his temperature. 
Shaman
A Shaman, spiritual leader for many clans, arrived at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He announced to the Face of Everyman that he was there to smudge this remote spot on the Pacific flyway before Super Tuesday. The Cabana huts in the background serve as polling booths and must be cleansed by the sacred sage smoke before another election.
SDNY
The ruling from SDNY was clear: the Face of Everyman could not serve as an elected official. However, he could be a Super Delegate representing those votes cast by the year round residents of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage did not take this setback lightly; he wanted on a debate stage. He drafted a new petition. He would not be excluded from the limelight.
Brrr!
Cold mornings are a shock to some of the songbirds roosting in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Calliope made a request to the Face of Everyman to turn up the heat in the Spa. Alas, the vast magma pool under the lake could not be adjusted. The wading area at the far end, which is usually warmer, is the best that the venerable sage has to offer.
Aunt Ena
the face of Everyman had been making secret trials of his facial recognition algorithm. He recruited Bambi’s Aunt Ena to make repeated and sporadic passes at the camera. The safety of the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa relied upon his diligence. Trials stopped when he achieved only 70% accuracy. Discouraged, he went back to developing a better mouse trap.
Miasma
“Well it’s been a quiet week in . . .” the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. So much so that the Face of Everyman thought he’d put a scare into Johnny Dark Eyes. “Boo!” said the venerable sage. Poor Johnny, he leaped up so fast that his head almost got caught in the outfall of the Spring of Eternal Giving. Next on E’s list was lunch, the ancient one glanced at his watch. Drat! Another hour to go. Boredom returned quickly and as a miasma settled in.
Napping
Because of another one of these inexorably long three day weekends Tula’ the cat made sure that Security did not lower their standards. The very lives of the guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa depended upon her watchfulness. Her sharp glance, caught on camera, was meant for the Face of Everyman; once again caught napping.
Track and Field
Cheeky would often try to test the imbalance between his speed and the reaction time of the security cameras at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Little did he know that the Face of Everyman frequently updated the system with new algorithms created expressly to thwart the pesky rodent. However, Everyman did succeed in signing Cheeky for the Spring track and field events. He was a sure winner in the broad jump. 
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