Quadriga stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a late night Aperol Spritz with the Face of Everyman. The night’s hunt had been good but he had to admit that there hadn’t been a trophy among the five. “Q” took some delight in relating a brief tale on himself. It seems that last week a Teddy Bear was left out. It was in shreds before he realized that it wasn’t a warm and cuddly mammal. The venerable sage laughed politely.
Indigo
Little Indigo was faced with quandary. The big Friday night football game was getting ever closer. It was the Montetorkie Intellectuals against some foreign football team who called themselves Manchester United F.C. The sports program wasn’t all that big at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa K thru 12 but the Marching Band was highly regarded. So he asked the Face of Everyman if it was too late to ask to switch from his role as defensive line backer to snare drums. The venerable sage tried to wrap his mind around this unique question before he could even hope to craft a coherent response.
Orts
Harmony was about to enter the receiving line to meet the groom’s parents. She wanted to look her best as they were a prominent and influential couple here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. At the last minute she sensed something not quite right and turned to the Face of Everyman for a quick check. Indeed, orts peppered her nose. A quick rinse in the sacred waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving and she felt presentable enough for royalty.
Camera Games
When things were slow around the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa denizens, like Rocky, would play “beat the camera.” The object was to zoom thru the field of view undetected by the hi-tech security system. the Face of Everyman often agreed to keep score. But, often as not, he got mixed up on who, etc. Besides, all those young squirrels looked alike. Didn’t they?
Dire Consequences
Once again a Super Being had slipped thru the barrier that separates reality from that magical land known as the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Such error in judgement comes with dire consequences. Seen above in security file footage are Fenimore and Leander. Neither is sure that the hand is not some aberration. The cries for help were in some obscure dialect of Esperanto. The mind of the Face of Everyman became totally involved in thought as he went thru the rigorous ordeal of conjugating verbs in this new language. A brief public inquest may be held next week. Or not.
Snow Removal
Johnny Dark Eyes was back at his old haunts, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He returned with his head filled with money making schemes. This week he offered prepaid snow removal options for the coming El Nino/La Nina Winter. the Face of Everyman was the first to decline this obvious swindle. Even the kindly ol’ pensioner scoffed at Johnny’s proposal, then, on second thought, retired to the manor house to check the Old Farmer’s Almanac.
Casual Dating
Eloise was new to the dating scene. Her online date, Wolfgang, was to meet here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for lunch. At first the conversation went smoothly until she asked about his aspirations, his goals, a bucket list. Wolfgang’s face went blank. He rose, offered to split the check; or may be leave the tip; and was gone. the Face of Everyman tried to think of something to say. No matter, her phone rang. Her two o’clock date, Renaldo, just reconfirming their meeting and asking if it was okay if he dressed casual.
Roscoe
For months Roscoe had planned a daring daylight raid on a clandestine Crawdad mill hidden somewhere on the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It was meant to be a hit and run operation but somehow he got into a deep philosophical discussion with the Face of Everyman over the nutritional merits of crayfish over the common garden slug. Poor Roscoe, he returned home empty handed and had to be satisfied with dumpster diving for someones discarded dried figs.
Furcula
In typical perverse action the Juke twins, Bobby and Betty fought over a dried up furcula left behind by rogue Crows who frequently swept through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa preying on innocent wildlife. the Face of Everyman heard only the snap of the bone; not the wishes. He kept his thoughts to himself, recalling with relish his last Coquelet.
Fur Coat
Agnes wore her new fur coat purchased with her winnings from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Casino. The other guests saw right through her attempt at a vulgar and ostentatious display of wealth. In retribution, some guests turned away and one remarked how warm the day was. the Face of Everyman remained mute as he was so often wont to do.
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