The Shapeshifters were back. They rarely stayed long at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but their presence was a force of pure evil. the Face of Everyman tried to be cordial but he knew that they could see thru his facade. Two drinks at the bar and a pull on the dollar slots and they were gone. Seemingly they took nothing of value.
Bait Shop
the Face of Everyman charged a modest fee as a business consultant. Charley was torn between going south for the winter with four or more months of glorious sunshine or staying here and keeping the Bait Shop open renting Rods, Reels and DVDs. Two good Salmon runs and it would be worth the months of cold dreary weather experienced by those who remained at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage considered all options and suggested Charley go south. Everyman would store the DVDs in his Man Cave.
Dance
The 8th Grade dance class at the Montetorkie School provided the entertainment for the Fall PTA luncheon. Below we see young Vladimir doing a piece from Swan Lake. the Face of Everyman cried as he watched such poetry in motion. 
Mantra
the Face of Everyman never felt so vulnerable as when Terwilliger delivered his weekly diatribe on the poor quality and variety of food at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It usually began over peanut butter and suet. Week old suet blocks should be disposed of as well as any peanut butter not consumed. ” T ” went on about the dearth of bugs and spiders. Slowly the venerable sage spoke the mantra used in his Tibetan Mind Control Exercises. He retreated into a deep, almost lifeless, slumber until it was safe to surface. Usually about the cocktail hour.
Morris Dancers
the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure if had ever heard of Morris Dancers so their request for a parade moved slowly thru the bureaucracy of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They had proposed a date in conflict with the LGBTQ parade. Well, he knew where his loyalties lay. “Resubmit next year.” Was his clear response to the funny looking bird with Mother of Pearl buttons sewn all over his vest. 
Football
It was NFL Sunday and Rocky had his game face on. It didn’t matter that no team wore black and white exclusively he just wanted to be part of the vast throng entering the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa sports arena. the Face of Everyman was pleased. Such a large turnout showed spirit and good receipts. 
Cleopatra
the Face of Everyman was shooting the final scene in his epic biopic: Cleopatra, Queen of the Nile. The camera was supposed to move to a close up of Cleopatra bathing. Instead a crew member tripped and fell into the frame. The star shrieked and the take was lost. This film was so over budget that management at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa pulled the plug and ordered filming to end. The venerable sage tried to assemble the disparate parts into something worth watching; but all continuity was lost. He almost cried.
Hallucinogen
After only half of a mushroom the Face of Everyman began seeing feathered Mermaids. This gave the venerable sage pause and an ideal moment to reflect on his use of recreational mind altering spirits and drugs. He needed to get clean. He had a reputation to maintain.
Croupier
Johnny Dark Eyes had been gone so long that no one could quite remember either his sentence or his crime. Nonetheless he was back. He hoped that the Face of Everyman knew where his Mother was roosting these days; it would brighten her day to see her First Born home, ready to be a an honest, productive citizen. Unfortunately his job as croupier at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Casino was waiting for him. The venerable sage knew that no good would come of that employment. Johnny and other peoples money was a poor combination.
Hunger
Little Louis lost his parents and was hopping that he could sign up for assistance at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Food Bank. the Face of Everyman couldn’t turn away anyone in need; but, rodents were not on the endangered species list. The best that the venerable sage could do was request a sack of orts from the dining room. Meanwhile he flipped thru his Rolodex for the Owl Hotline.
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