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.
Online Dating
Elizabeth was hurt and angry. She had put herself out there on eAvian dot Com. Now that they were meeting face to face at the exclusive Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa it all seemed so wrong. What had she been thinking; he wasn’t even her type. the Face of Everyman kept his own counsel.
Hologram
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa drew a large crowd with their annual New Years Eve light show. the Face of Everyman was testing the equipment days before hand but had overlooked clearing the projector slide carousel. To his chagrin immediately the 3D image of an old flame materialized. Luckily the focus was off, the image grainy and indistinct.
Therapy
Mullard and Delilah had been in Couples Therapy since day one. Each was intransigent. the Face of Everyman was not making progress resolving their differences, and Mullard was not safe talking anywhere in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa unless he felt the protection of the venerable sage.
ala Carte
Because of the snow storm and staffing limitations Brunch was served ala Carte poolside. the Face of Everyman missed the decorum that had been the hallmark of service at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Storm
the Face of Everyman remained on constant vigil thruout the night as an Arctic Outbreak clashed with a Pineapple Clipper dumping heavy wet snow. He only hoped that the small emergency pond heater could keep the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa free of ice and safe for navigation. Migrating songbirds and arriving guests were re-routed to the stately conifers on a hill high above this otherwise lush garden spot. Pool boys restocked feeders at emergency shelters.
Whitey
Whitey is in the Avian Witness Protect Program. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa has been chosen for its remoteness off of the Pacific Flyway. Nonetheless Whitey is to be careful and not allow his face to be photographed. Seen above the Face of Everyman is maintaining a lookout. Paparazzi, bounty hunters and thoughtless tourists taking selfies remain a constant threat to the very life of this important witness.
Conduit
Rocky tried to schmooze it up with the Face of Everyman at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Christmas party. “R” thought that the venerable sage was a direct conduit to whoever gave out those wide screen TVs. Actually it was Everyman who was first on the list for that highly prized gift from Santa.
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