The factory representative was very condescending. He assured the Face of Everyman and management at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa that there was nothing wrong with the security camera. It seemed to be working properly and perhaps, just perhaps, the kindly ol’ pensioner, in his dotage might not have set the delicate instrument to the proper values. At those words, bystanders gave a collective gasp in disbelief.
Volunteer
Shriver returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa after his brief stint in the Peace Corps. It seems he didn’t fit in well with the Flamingos he was assigned to mentor. He told the Face of Everyman that he thought it best to resign. His next assignment was to be six months in the Antarctic teaching Penguins to fly. He found himself at lose ends. https://tinyurl.com/y8qhkbwl
Speckled Marauder
The Arctic Vortex had been the ill wind that carried this evil being to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Caught on security camera images is Cain, the Enforcer. the Face of Everyman spoke for all of us when he asked the speckled marauder to move on and leave these respectable birds alone.
Cigarette
Few New Year’s Resolutions last very long, even at the magical Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. In her first words after she got off of the bus Elizabeth asked, “Either of you handsome young men got a cigarette?” the Face of Everyman could feel his cough reflex start to kick in. His voice would be horse by sundown.
Siding Salesman
Robby had been to the presentation at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. There he had learned from the presenters that he was a natural for entry into the world of Aluminum Siding sales. For a small fee he would be given the territory that encompassed the imaginary zip code of the FBR&S. With his work ethic Robby knew that his fortune was assured. the Face of Everyman tried to get his attention before the money changed hands. Alas . . .
Quandary
Algernon was shrewd. His canny mind weighed every advantage on every action. But he was stuck with this conundrum: should he shop locally at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa or online with free shipping. He turned to the Face of Everyman for a hint, but the venerable sage remained mute as he is often wont to do.
Full Moon
The first full moon of the new year brought out many forest creatures. Most wandered down to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to pay their respects to the Face of Everyman. Their well meaning intentions caused the ancient one to loose his only chance for REM sleep. By sunrise he was one crabby curmudgeon.
Midnight
Robby and Ricky were getting tired of waiting for the Ball to drop at Midnight. They took out their pent up energy making sport of the Face of Everyman. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is located on a remote peninsula along the Pacific Flyway. Thru the use of a special satellite link guests and locals witnessed the Times Square event in real time. The venerable sage was spared three hours of living hell.
Orts
The menu on the chalk board clearly stated that Orts were the only item being served. The kitchen and wait staff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were busy preparing for New Years Eve festivities. None the less, out of the corner of his eye, the Face of Everyman spotted two unhappy customers approaching. His otherwise nimble mind tried to come up with something, some appeasement. Following heated words, the venerable sage reluctantly presented each with complementary coupons, good for one Bloody Mary tomorrow morning between 6 and 10 AM.
Curious
the Face of Everyman easily read the embedded chip in this curious cat. His name was Peril of the Yellow Dawn and he was new to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His new home was being prepared on a hill top location high above the manor house of the kindly ol’ pensioner. It was rumored to have special quarters for cats as well as a viewing station with sweeping views the Salish Sea and the snow capped far pavilions.
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