Johnny Dark Eyes stopped by briefly on his way to his parole hearing. the Face of Everyman agreed to hold his mail if things went badly. The wasn’t much room in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa confinement block. Usually an ankle bracelet and home detention was adequate.


Snow was forecast for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Johnny Dark Eyes was granted a brief compassionate parole so that he could check on his Mother’s welfare. the Face of Everyman said that she’d gone south weeks ago. Johnny returned the box of chocolates to the FBRS Bodega for credit on his tab.

Hard Times

Johnny Dark-eyes was back. He was astonished that the Kindly ‘ol Pensioner had suspended filling the feeders. Most songbirds had moved on to better forage. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was like a ghost town. the Face of Everyman blamed the pandemic on lack of tourist dollars. He knew that the front office didn’t want excuses; just revenue.


Johnny Dark Eyes was out of county lockup courtesy of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa penal system’s annual holiday clemency release program. the Face of Everyman always feared the worst; and sure enough . . . Johnny started pushing a new pyramid scheme: Christmas Tree Futures.

Career Criminal

A slight shudder went thru the bones of the Face of Everyman. Johnny Dark Eyes had returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. What could this career criminal be up to now? There would be many a sleepless night for the venerable sage until Johnny was apprehended.


Johnny Dark Eyes was back; armed with new schemes for the good folks at the Foggy bottoms Resort and Spa. He announced a new lottery with big jackpots. An AirBnB plan that one could buy into like a time share as well as shares in the Tucker and Studebaker automobile companies. Little did he know that on first sight the Face of Everyman had already “dropped the dime” on him to the Feds.

Algal Bloom

the Face of Everyman knew the diagnosis even before the young staff doctor made his pronouncement: contact dermatitis.  A high tide coupled with high winds had driven an Algal Bloom right to the very spot inhabited by the venerable sage.  It would take almost superhuman efforts by the kindly ol’ pensioner to return these waters to their pristine condition and magical pH number.  It might be time to drain the swamp.


Webster suddenly realized that his wallet and wrist watch were missing.  This form of larceny was very uncommon at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but, could Johnny Dark Eyes be a pickpocket?   That warm embrace, that strong hand shake, the glib chatter about old times.  All very disarming.  Unfortunately, once again the Face of Everyman was napping and didn’t see or hear a thing.

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.