Each week Wesley took advantage of Free Speech Day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This week he called upon the United Nations to condemn the unlawful separation of Pangaea Land. the Face of Everyman had been but a pliable bit of molten rock at the time, a meer youth, but he can vividly recall the gut wrenching pain as continents were torn from the family and sent drifting away.
Myopia
Lakshmi often poached on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but on this night she had forgotten her glasses. Her myopia left her seeing the reflection of her own golden eyes as perhaps Pacific Tree Frogs. As she contemplated swatting a live play thing on to dry land a soft clearing of the throat emanated from the Face of Everyman. She paused and realized her error. Once home she ordered a 2nd pair glasses on Amazon Prime.
Zoe
Life for Zoe was a struggle. She was born into the Avian world where plumage said everything a prospect mate needed to know. The travel agency touted this weekend before Halloween at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would be a life changer. Complementary costumes and masks or optional face painting were meant to add mystery and romance to this holiday vacation package. On first sight, the Face of Everyman could sense her discomfort and suggested that she go down to the nearby village. He had heard good reports about Billie Jean’s Club; right across the street from The Bear Cave. The venerable sage remained confident of his skill in sizing up anxious guests.
Quadriga
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.
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