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.



Heloise had enrolled in the Synchronized Swimming class at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Apparently, when the colorful brochures were printed the folks at Corporate didn’t know that this resort had only a wading pool.  Never the less the Face of Everyman would coach her thru the Fall semester; at which time she could transfer to the Olympic sized pool at Hilton Towers.  Her Mom ran ads on Craig’s List seeking suitable swimming partners.  “H” was focused on her Olympic dreams.

Reality Check

the Face of Everyman droned on and on about Constitutional safeguards, the role of the Supreme Court and voting rights.  He knew that he had lost his audience when little Sparkie asked what voting meant.  In preparation for his next boring talk the venerable sage “Googled” Congressional Districts.  To his chagrin he discovered that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa existed outside the boundaries of all reality.

Movie Extras

The casting director of a film company shooting scenes at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa sent out a call for extras to try out for brief walk on appearances as Oxford Dons in deep thought.  In the end only one applicant showed true gravitas and the scene wrapped by sundown.  However, the Face of Everyman was offered a long term contract to appear as a rock in upcoming film projects.  He, of course, declined. After all, such work required absolutely no talent.

Council Of Thirteen

The Council of Thirteen met quarterly at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  The minutes of the 2nd Quarter were read and approved.  New business, as always, was a laundry list of complaints from the Face of Everyman.  It was the same old diatribe of grievances, guests and locals alike took liberties: standing on his face and eyes, waking him during naps, flatulence, defecation …  A new one concerned the lack of written response to his broadside of such matters to the Audubon Society.  The meeting adjourned without action as the Tea Trolley was wheeled out onto the Lanai.