Few New Year’s Resolutions last very long, even at the magical Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. In her first words after she got off of the bus Elizabeth asked, “Either of you handsome young men got a cigarette?” the Face of Everyman could feel his cough reflex start to kick in. His voice would be horse by sundown.
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.
DNA
It became fashionable at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to have your DNA analyzed. Now Gaylord wished that he hadn’t. the Face of Everyman could have spared “G” the expense. One glance and the venerable sage could have been as accurate as the laboratory computer. A high percentage was House sparrow, followed by lesser amounts Grosbeaks and Finches. The “kicker” was a trace of Cedar Waxwing. Poor Gaylord, his grandfather took away his trust fund, golf club privileges and wrote him out of the will.
Art Theft
A daring daylight theft of art occurred at the posh gallery near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Stolen was an alabaster carving, an octopus created by a gifted but obscure artist. Security camera footage failed to give meaningful clues to the identity of the thieves. Even the Face of Everyman, the only eye witness, was flummoxed.
Security
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Security Team was about to be given a failing grade by Corporate when it was discovered that returning Time Travelers were not subject to rigid passport scrutiny. Seen above is Elizabeth returning from a rehab facility in the near future. She is fully prepared to resume her classroom duties for the Fall semester at the Montetorkie school. In the end, only the Face of Everyman was admonished for not advising security of such infrequent eventualities. Link leads to a previous post: https://torkelsbirds.com/2017/06/23/schoolmarm/
Exotic
Elizabeth was back for a brief engagement in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa supper club. Her exotic looks and whiskey throat sultry voice made her a headliner in any club. the Face of Everyman had a “thing” going for her but he knew that nothing would ever come of it. She was a roamer . . .
Schoolmarm
Elizabeth had promised herself that she’d have just one drink. A Long Island Iced Tea perhaps. Where’d be the harm? School was out for the Summer. Her student’s report cards sent home; all the textbooks returned; her next year’s teaching contract was on her desk. Here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the Face of Everyman had witnessed it all. The renown Montetorkie school had consumed many a promising teaching career. The continuing demand for excellence exceeded the grasp . . . In the end E settled on an open tab and a long afternoon of Cosmopolitans.
Harcourt
Harcourt owed everybody money at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His visits were brief and unscheduled. Seen here on a survillance camera clip, he has his head down and misjudges the fact that he is exposed. Perhaps the Face of Everyman, in a prankish mood, schooched over a bit. Link leads off-site: https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Cedar_Waxwing/id
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