From somewhere deep below the surface of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa lagoon a hand reached up and firmly clasped the paw of Trasher. In that brief moment he recalled every detail of the urban myth of “The Drowning Dutchman”; an early explorer of this perilous rocky coast. Scenes of being dragged to the depths flashed through Trasher’s mind. Luckily, as the Face of Everyman later explained, it was probably just a turtle investigating and sampling the new intruder. Trasher shuddered in fear and revulsion. The myth lives on in his young mind.
Movie Scouts
Arnie and Bosworth were scouting movie locations for their upcoming Indie film. They asked tough questions. Could the Face of Everyman be moved to make room for the Hydroplane chase scenes? Could the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa provide special food for the cast of African Greys and hill Mynas? Of course, “E” asked to see everyone’s H2B visa. There was a long pause . . . Arnie pretended to take a call on his cell. Bosworth beckoned to the Limo driver. They were gone by the time Everyman regained his composure.
Scrub-Jay
The kindly ol’ pensioner soon heard from one of his Foreign Correspondents, an avid birdwatcher in far off Paris. It seems that the venerable sage and the “k ol’ p” had been too quick in their identification of this visitor. What might be thought of as subtle markings by some, were in fact, to the trained eye obvious and key to the correct identification of this sub species of Jay. Hopefully, dear gentle readers and followers the level of Blogger accuracy will improve even in this remote part of the Pacific flyway.
Refugee
Social media was abuzz with news of this celebrity guest at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. There had been vague reports of his presence in nearby organic gardens; but lack of photo documentation made the kindly ol’ pensioner skeptical. the Face of Everyman, soon learned that our guest was seeking refuge from lands seared by forest fires. His food source of insects had been cremated. The venerable sage was quick to offer a can of meal worms and chili as an appetizer followed by a nice gruel of ground crickets.
Skunk
As the hostile pigeons closed in on Cheeky he recalled a defensive move he had learned here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Dojo. The renown Sensei, the Face of Everyman, had instructed his pupils: “if all else fails, do the unexpected.” Cheeky took the Pepe le Pew stance and held the mob at bay long enough to stuff his cheeks.
Vigilantes
Johnny Dark Eyes and his cousin Melchior, signed up to become Vigilantes to replace the non-existent law enforcement in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa region. Seen above in a security camera clip they are about to take down the Golden Crowned Sparrow, a notorious scofflaw with over two hundred unpaid parking tickets in this jurisdiction alone. the Face of Everyman remained mute as he is often wont to do.
Narcissus
Poor Leander, he was present when the Face of Everyman told the story from Greek mythology of Narcissus tricked by Nemesis into falling in love with his own reflected beauty. Now, hours later, the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remain as placid as ever; and Leander remains truly smitten with his own reflection. Everyman was forced to break this unspeakable curse by rocking till ripples obscured the image. It was said that “L” became a unkempt hermit barely existing in a cave. His only water seeped from cracks in the stone walls. He never again saw his reflection.
High Wire Act
The Motte & Bailey One Ring Circus has moved into winter quarters on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Try outs for various new high wire artists were in progress. Seen above are two not very promising wannabe performers. Their coach, the Face of Everyman, becoming evermore frustrated. Conventional wisdom had that any song bird could perch on a wire. “These two were pitiable”.
Cracked Corn
Johnny Dark Eyes’ family had the Cracked Corn Clean Up concession at the Foggy Bottom Resort and Spa for generations. Now it seems that the contract had reverted to the Face of Everyman after three nights of failure to clean up the detritus following the late night movies. “JDE” begged for a second chance. He was working three jobs and some nights he was just too tired. Everyman relented when he understood that the little bird was putting two kids through college and had his Mom in a senior care home. “E” thought of it as paying it forward.
Rescue Efforts
Often “a day late and a dollar short”, Robespierre returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa hoping to make money on the efforts to rebuild after the devastation of Tropical Cyclone Diego. To his chagrin, there seemed nothing left to be done. the Face of Everyman took pleasure in telling him that “The Boys and Girls Club” from the village had taken upon themselves and had volunteered to set everything right.
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