Fishing

The Bucket Bros. Catch and Release had been fishing since dawn without success.  In fact, “C” wasn’t sure that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had stocked the pond.  the Face of Everyman assured them that “fish abound in these waters”.  To back up his claim he offered to loan them two of his award winning Royal Coachman tied flies adding that a few cleaned and dressed fish would be payment enough.

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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.

Cosmic

As Cosmic forces swept the Earth, no place was more effected than the imaginary bird land known as the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  Amateur scientists estimate that gravity momentarily increased ten-fold.  Seen above in a clip from the security camera is Mullard, a local, unable to resist this force and escape.  Even the Face of Everyman regretted the few extra pounds he had gained lately because of his new craving for pumpkin pie.

Waiting

The mist maker was temporarily removed from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  County Health was reviewing the facts surrounding the Face of Everyman’s rapid on set of PTSD attributed to this new feature.  Disappointment ran high with local song birds and guests who seemed little effected by traumatic episodes of repressed long term memory.  Most hung around expectantly until lunch was served on the patio.

Terpsichore

Daily new families brought their offspring to learn the basics of life.  Poor little Terpsichore had trouble living up to her name.  Seemingly the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa offered the ideal space to develop skills.  the Face of Everyman suggested that Dad hold off on buying that new bicycle until his daughter had mastered jacks, hop scotch, the jump rope and roller skates.  Mom started to feel a bit anxious about having more children; at least for now.

Summer School

The regular session of the Montetorkie school at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had concluded.  Now with the whole Summer in front of them these young chaps were already bored in the first hour after lunch.  Only Aristotle had signed up for Summer classes.  He was weak in Applied Thermodynamics and had enrolled on the promise of the Face of Everyman to tutor him.

Quackery

Quacks and fakers sometimes slipped into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to practice their nefarious arts.  Seen here on a security camera image are two charlatans attempting to bamboozle the Face of Everyman.  Calling themselves skilled and renown phrenologists these two met their match when they picked Everyman as their mark.
When with solemn scientific certainty they assured him that his shapely head revealed him as a creature of mirth; the stoic sage almost burst out laughing.