Saturday was the season opener on Water Beetles and Soft Shell Scarabs in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa recreational foraging area. Dexter had had his fill of suet feeders. No more! He was after real food; bugs. the Face of Everyman turned a blind eye to the utter disregard for species and size limitations as every nook and cranny was picked clean.
Little Benji was confident that he knew everything he needed to know to become a successful adult. After all, he had read that charming book: “All I Really Need to Know . . .” From: Share to Look; all sixteen points were easy to remember and apply in daily life. That is, until his first encounter with The Spring of Eternal Giving. Despite the total surprise at being given a morning greeting by talking water; he recovered quickly and responded courteously. Such harmony is frequent in the bucolic Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman looked pleased.
The kindly ol’ pensioner often served a fine blend of Iowa hybrid corn and shelled Georgia peanuts to the guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wanted to upstage his host and benefactor. An order of New Mexico Blue Maize with Hatch Chile pepper was enroute; meant purely as a demonstration of taste preferences.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa promoted dance-exercise classes for guests and locals. the Face of Everyman invited demo-teams to showcase the latest and most popular calorie burning moves. Obviously not all movements had been optimized for every avian phenotype.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was often a hot bed of political activity. Seen above, speaking while standing on the Face of Everyman is the fire brand head of the Rock Pigeon Anti-Defamation League. The venerable sage had his own reasons for speaking ill of this obnoxious group of citizens. He could not be easily dissuaded.
Johnny Dark Eyes could never remember if he was on Parole or Probation. Once a month an officer would meet him for lunch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. While picking thru the sumptuous buffet offerings, the usual questions were asked and the usual answers given. Often the civil servant picked up the tab. Not wishing to be complicit, the Face of Everyman tried to ignore Johnny’s incredulous responses.
Jasper approached the sinkhole cautiously. Heavy winter rains from an atmospheric river had changed the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. “J” suggested to Everyman that maybe the Cabana huts should be moved. “E” agreed and moved they would be as soon as the FBR and S winter Olympics Ice Hockey team left for South Korea.
Yada had forsaken his old ways; no longer did he seek the famous Golden Koi thought to inhabit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To the surprise of everyone, including the Face of Everyman, Yada was now reduced to subsisting on the leftover seeds meant for songbirds. The venerable sage knew this diet would not sustain the former omnivore. Yada’s friends staged an intervention and forced him to eat escargot for a week.
During the filming of an avant-garde version of Othello at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the Director test shot several death scenes. Those with the best acting were cast as either Iago or Othello. When Mullard passed out and fell, his life like movements were caught on security footage. He was asked to return for further testing if his doctor approved. the Face of Everyman, of course, always worked for scale.
Carlisle was unsure about his new FitBit activity tracker. He was positive that he had followed the instructions. the Face of Everyman suggested that he make one tour of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and return. The little guy had accumulated a bazillion steps within five minutes. The venerable sage was at a loss as to what to do next.
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