Elizabeth could hardly wait for classes at the Montetorkie school to be over. By sundown today she will have given report cards to all of her students and cleaned out her desk. There was a popular new bar tender at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Lounge. Perhaps Rob will join her for a few Long Island Iced Teas. the Face of Everyman hoped that the Rum Runners shipment of booze showed up soon. Elizabeth always drank as though she had a real thirst to quench.
Prom Night
Rodney wasn’t sure that spiky hair was still a style. Perhaps a Mohawk would be a better choice for Prom Night. the Face of Everyman was ambiguous. Aside from donning mating colors few style choices changed throughout the years at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. In the end Rodney and his prom date went in conventional attire.
Hobbit Trail
Once again The Trixster followed the Hobbit Trail to the magical kingdom of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His return was around sunrise as he headed home after a night of feeding from the food chain. He left GPS Droppings (scats) so that others could easily follow the trail at full trot. the Face of Everyman tried to find the courage to drive the carnivore away. But, alas and alack, the venerable sage remained mute.
Eighty Sixed
Yikes! Tad was about cause the whole swimming beach to erupt. Anyone close would be swept out to sea as the virtual tsunami receded. the Face of Everyman shouted a warning to the onlookers as he himself clung tightly to his moorings. Tad may find himself Eighty Sixed at the next meeting of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa HOA representatives.
Coyote
Grainy surveillance imagery revealed that once again The Trixster had penetrated the outer ring of security devices. On his way to his den, this Coyote is looking for breakfast at the world renown Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa eatery. There are no eye witnesses accounts of this breach; even the Face of Everyman slept thru the entire event.
Bluebird of Happiness
Pasquale had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the Bluebird of Happiness yet he knew that good fortune was coming his way. the Face of Everyman himself was surprised to see such an auspicious sighting. He was sure that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would have great 3rd quarter earnings.
TED Talk
This weeks TED Talk at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was so inspirational that Armstrong left the theater with a clear mandate: spread his wings; be all he could be. the Face of Everyman wished that he could have heard such an uplifting and influencing presentation when he was in his formative years. No telling where he might be now.
Receiving Line
Dad brought Junior down to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to bathe and greet the Face of Everyman. This ritual and common courtesy soon gets out of hand. By mid June the receiving line stretches around the block and the lite chatter by old what’s his name at greetings becomes more terse.
Avenging Angel
At a glance the Face of Everyman knew that his time was up. The Avenging Angel was fluttering down to claim his mortal soul. “Mother of Mercy. Can this be the end of the Venerable Sage?” Moments later he could breathe a sigh of relief; he was safely in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The remainder of the day was anticlimatic.
Marriage
Father Robin never like to marry such raucous couples as these two. The ceremony was quick as they wanted to get on with the reception and bouquet tossing. the Face of Everyman resented their treating the morning buffet of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as theirs. Their one saving grace was that they didn’t soak their food before eating. The venerable sage still had Crow Food on his cheek left over from yesterday.
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