The moment the life giving waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving ceased to flow the Hue and Cry went up and through out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was startled from his nap yet was able to correct the situation within moments. He basked in the round of applause given him by the great full residents.
Downward Facing Dog
the Face of Everyman has begun his September classes in Youngster Yoga. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa excels in all areas of health and fitness.
Laborious Holiday
Sparky had lots to do this Labor Day. As chairman of holiday events, he offered the venerable sage the position of Grand Marshall. the Face of Everyman regretted not being able to ride in the parade; he had to meet with some big wigs regarding his use of H-1B Visa employees at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This would be remembered as a very long holiday.
The Trickster
It was nearly 3 AM, the Raccoons had gone, exhausted from their play in the flowing waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving. Things seemed quiet but the Face of Everyman awoke with a start, too scared to move. Larry Latrans was back; touching base with each of his old haunts. Hereabouts, and in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa he was known as The Trickster, one who has never been bested. To the venerable sage Larry’s return could spell financial ruin, or worse, loss of his rent-free location, heated storage unit and parking spot.
Gratuity
Each Saturday morning at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the destitute were allowed to clean the pool of coins tossed in by someone feeling the need to make a wish. Filmore had lost his job last month when the gadget factory burned, so to feed his family he hired on to retrieve coins. The patronage of the Face of Everyman was always rewarded by a small bit of baksheesh.
Talking Stick
Baby Huey had the Talking Stick; sacred to many in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. No one else could say a word till that little brat relinquished possession. Even the venerable sage, the Face of Everyman was at a loss as to how to move the discussion forward.
Hercules
Since last Halloween the Security computers have been attempting to ID the feline intruder into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Until today there had been no descriptive match. Even the Face of Everyman was unable to offer a clue to the identity of this transgressor. It was the Foggy Bottom Irregulars who came up with name and lair of this beast. This makes for one more dossier that can be shared with Interpol.
Gone With The Wind
Wally didn’t know that the movie was four hours long. It was late so he took the short cut thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Much like passing thru a grave yard, he whistled a tune for a sense of confidence. the Face of Everyman awoke and encouraged Wally to hurry along before the Raccoons arrived.
Flummoxed
Every so often the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is visited by the bird of a different color. Folks aren’t sure whether to greet them as Sir or Madam. Despite his wisdom the Face of Everyman remains flummoxed.
Dabney
Parents often bring their offspring to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a consult with the Face of Everyman. The venerable sage tried to put to rest their fears. Little Dabney was neither an albino nor had DNA markers for a feathered dinosaur. The parents left, a bit skeptical, but agreed to adopt a wait and see approach.
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