The IRS agent was clear. He was here to look at the books of an import company of which the Face of Everyman was listed as CEO. The venerable sage had so many small and varied interests that surely he couldn’t be expected to recall any particular one at a moments notice. The agent was gruff and all business, yet he gave “E” till Tuesday to meet his demands. Everyman thought: “Better call . . .”
New Suits
Taco and Paco were all dressed up in their new outfits. With time on their hands they decided to hang out at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with the hope that the girls might notice them. About all that happened was that the Face of Everyman got tired of Paco standing on his face and asked him to leave. With that, the boys went foraging for lunch.
Not To Scale
A new family had heard of the magical land of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their first visit was a disappointment. They were not to scale; too large. the Face of Everyman suggested that they bathe at the fountain in the nearby village. They were nice enough . . . but “E” knew that they would be back.
Rant and Rave
It wasn’t like Melonie to whine or grouse but she had a dislike for the Snowbirds who went off somewhere during the Winter then returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa taking over some of the best nesting sites without so much as asking. the Face of Everyman suggested that she submit a “rant” to the village newspaper’s rant & rave column. She’d feel much better if she did.
Subwoofer
Despite the wet weather of April, cats continued to test the defenses of the Foggy Bottom Resort and Spa. Security forces held off sounding the alarm. Instead a recording of the Face of Everyman’s soliloquy from “Hamlet” played at half speed usually drove off the intruder.
Kite
It was Jimmy’s turn to be the Kite. Light butcher’s twine from the award winning kitchen of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was tied to his legs. A good length was played out then he swooped and soared. the Face of Everyman recalled his early days of competition kite flying. In his own mind he introduced the sport to the folks at Weifang, China.
Lampblack
Leander was precocious; often to a fault. He arrived at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a week or more ahead of the others. Unfortunately his make-up kit was on another flight. He was forced to beg the Face of Everyman for a smidgen of lampblack to touch up his pale and incomplete top knot. He needed to appear as an adult in mating colors when he met new folks on his way north to Canada.
High Winds
Cheeky brought the bad news that high winds were expected to hit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa within the hour. To the Face of Everyman that meant cancelling another day of filming his epic: “The Battle of Thermopylae”. Perhaps he should have sold the script to NETFLIX when he had the chance.
Starling
the Face of Everyman held his breath as he initiated the silent Amber Alert. The brief text alerted all Nesters to defend their homes against marauding English Starlings. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had never been subject to a murmuration of Starlings; but there was always a first time. The venerable sage tried to stifle his fears that such a thing should ever happen here. https://tinyurl.com/yaktas3v
Paparazzi
With the Paparazzi lurking in the background the Face of Everyman was forced to cease filming of his latest epic: “Battle of Thermopylae”. He was going to go over budget with his lease of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the set and two Crows cast as King Leonidas and King Xerxes. Show Biz wasn’t what he’d thought it would be.
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