Slidell was hell bent on creating mischief. Things in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed stirring up. But, inasmuch as it was almost sundown, he thought he’d best return to his pipe & slippers. the Face of Everyman could sense Slidell’s inner rage and was thankful that this quiet resort community would not be subject to chaos and blind panic this very night.
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Asylum
After the big windstorm these three show up at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seeking asylum and refugee status. They had fled the circus sideshow wintering in the meadow. the Face of Everyman explained that in this magical land they were free to come and go as they pleased. Bewildered by this new sense of freedom, two balked and wanted to return to the circus and train for a new opening act. The venerable sage treated them to a special lunch and they said their goodbyes.
Friday Frolics
Try outs for the upcoming Friday Frolics variety show slated for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were cut short yesterday when an area wide power outage occurred. The massive pumps supplying the Spring of Eternal Giving ceased to operate. the Face of Everyman rescheduled the soft shoe act of Donny and Marie for 3PM if power was restored. The show must go on.
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Wild Canaries
A few of the Elders dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to confer with the face of Everyman about their Class Action Lawsuit. The venerable sage had to be reminded that they sought damages from every bird watchers group for being mislabeled as “Wild Canaries”. They wished to be known as “American Goldfinch”. His memory prodded, he vaguely remembered tearing up the unwinnable law suit.
Shape-Shifter
They started arriving at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa shortly before sundown. Normally the Face of Everyman could tolerate a few genuine Halloween scary types but he knew that he would be in trouble if he ran out of treats. Some would “shift” their appearance and come back for seconds. The venerable sage was reluctant to break into his private stock of Reese’s Peanut-butter Cups just to satisfy the cravings of a few spine-chilling mythical creatures.
Prank
Once again the venerable sage had been spun around and around by Thugs at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They were, most likely, misguided Raccoons honing their skills for Halloween mischief. Seen above are Newberry and his cousin Johnny Dark Eyes who vowed to remain with the Face of Everyman until the crane arrived to relocate the colossus.



