Timmy, the Timid, took his cue from the startled expression on the Face of Everyman. Timmy had been diagnosed by the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Mental Health Clinic as panophobic. But, somehow this seemed different. If the venerable sage was alarmed then perhaps Timmy better rethink swimming today and just shower in the locker room.
Coyote
Peripheral security cameras seldom catch items of interest. However, this instance of a coyote penetrating the outermost ring of detection devices gives cause for alarm for the Face of Everyman and guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Perhaps this urban scavenger is searching for Thanksgiving leftovers?
Twins
The Bergdorf twins were different than most folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above they are practicing speaking in pig Latin under water. Only the venerable sage, the Face of Everyman is able to comprehend their regional dialect
Hero and Leander
Hero has sent Leander searching the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for soft nesting materials. the face of Everyman tries to warn Leander that Neptune is lurking to attack him. The venerable sage is able to distract the Royal Denizen of the Deep just long enough for Leander to escape. Upon arriving home he presents his find to Hero, his lovely sweetheart, and burst into song: “Be it ever so humble, there is no place like home.” Curtain closes. The Resort guests rise to a standing ovation for this ground breaking re-telling of an ancient classic.
Haiku
The annual Writer’s Conference at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa took a brief mid-morning break. the Face of Everyman was astonished to overhear that they were not free from the rapid fire prompts of the conference setting but must converse solely in the 5-7-5 structure of Haiku, responses must be in Latin, Classical Greek or Esperanto. The venerable sage wept as he recalled his high times on the isle of Mykonos.
AMA
Belasco had read every medical journal in the vast library housed at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa: NEJM, The Lancet, JAMA, to name just a few. No where did he find studies of Squirrels being allergic to peanuts; yet what could account for his stuffy nose and strange coloring? The problem seemed beyond the ken of the Face of Everyman, he was flummoxed and speechless.
Ion Infuser
Addison was accustomed to pure filtered glacier water further enhanced with electrolytes and micro-clustered ions. This stuff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa did not measure up. The Ph was off the charts as far as she could tell. the Face of Everyman pretended not to notice the noisy visitor. He thought about investing in an ion infuser but he was way over budget this quarter. The Board would remember this lack of judgement when it came time to discuss his Golden Handshake.
SAD
Loretta had learned about Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa award winning Montetorkie School. After her predawn Tai Chi class she spent an hour basking in the rays of the morning sun. Before lunch she and the Face of Everyman would meditate. Later, sessions of guided imagery. She just might make it through the dark winter.
Strange Bedfellows
Sedgwick had a mean streak. Belly flops and cannonballs were some his favorite ways of tormenting the Face of Everyman. Truth be known, the venerable sage welcomed bit of washing away the litter that collected in his craggy features. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had it’s share of strange bedfellows.
Addiction
A spate of addiction to bird seed swept thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the children of good families were not spared this curse. the Face of Everyman created a diversion program. He ordered a truck load of expensive flowering plants and ten crates of apples. Soon the kids were hooked on tulips and apples. Was there no end to this madness?
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