Chester’s widowed Mother has been paying the Face of Everyman to coach her fledgling son through some of the finer points of flying. Perhaps they should have used the meadow near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as there was lots of room. Seen above, Chester seems to have got himself stuck and can’t turn around. The venerable sage tried to keep his voice calm as he explained the hop up and twist around maneuver.
Glossy Prints
Benchley couldn’t believe his eyes. This must be the lost Aztec city of corn that he had heard so much about. Who would leave such bounty laying about. And sunflower seeds just for the cracking. the Face of Everyman felt compelled to speak up and clarify a few points. First, this place was known as the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Secondly, the food was bait from the kindly ol’ pensioner meant to to attract song birds into camera range. Thirdly, Benchley was welcome to return and pose for a portrait any time he chose. Glossy prints could be ordered online.
Golden Handshake
The proceedings were taking unusually long. the Face of Everyman’s contract for service and management with the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was up for renewal. Already the usual suspects were starting to spread ugly rumors. Surely his distinguished career wouldn’t suddenly end with just the Golden Handshake.
Inaugural 5K Run
Spray
Boredom
The ol’ Pensioner’s Almanac failed to mention the almost catastrophic high tide that would occur on this date at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. However it did bring out the usual gawkers. No one mentioned anything about rescue efforts on behalf of the Face of Everyman but rather how high would the tide go. At last the water showed signs of receding and boredom set in.
Northern Flicker
Anger Management
Dinner Cruises
Cranston was bored. Hanging out, waiting for the ladies to catch up wasn’t much fun. the Face of Everyman assured him that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a jumping place Memorial Day and beyond. Cranston asked about the evening dinner cruises. The venerable sage was bit evasive about that as the boat had been dry dock several years and there seemed no end in sight. “We’ll see” was his best response.




