The championship golf team of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa met before dawn. They hoped that the greens thawed by tee time. the Face of Everyman awoke long enough to give them a hint: reschedule for Sunday 9 AM.


Yikes. No one had told Reynaldo that the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were ice cold. the Face of Everyman tried to warn him but his teeth were chattering too much. The venerable sage couldn’t wait till the pond heater had melted the ice.


Ms Robin confronted the Face of Everyman to complain about the unceasing rain. Her deluxe suite at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was flooded. The venerable sage assured her that if anybody came to work today he’d send them over to solve her problem. That is, if anybody came to work.


At first the Face of Everyman couldn’t believe his ears; these two argued about everything: politics, religion, where best to hunt worms, etc. With all this beauty around them in the form of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, one would think that they would find a lot less to disagree about.


Mom always had trouble getting Baby Huey out of the water. The obstreperous child refused to give up his place, even for his Father. the Face of Everyman soon tired of this cajoling and although it was sacrosanct in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; the venerable sage pulled the plug and drained the pool. Not to worry, it would soon refill for Dad’s bath.

Ones and Twos

A strange phenomenon was taking shape in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Songbirds which normally flock were appearing in the ones and twos. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to pry; but, he did wonder if they had no friends. Dare he ask this youngster.


Little Robbie had the first day jitters. Dad brought him to the sacred waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and then left. What was he supposed to learn from this? the Face of Everyman suggested that he jump into the water and splash about a bit. It could be fun. Dad would be back soon.