Every so often the Face of Everyman offered someone the opportunity to collect the coins at the bottom of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa lakes, pools and spas. Seen above is Bastrup “leaving no stone unturned.” Of course, the venerable sage asked only ten percent of monies recovered.
Bullard’s Mom had packed his lunch. He was headed to the local university to take the annual Corvus Mensa test. the Face of Everyman had coached him over the last few weeks. Everyone at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa wished the boy well.
Jubilee tried to make sense of her marbled and distorted reflection in the magical waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Her mutterings awakened the Face of Everyman who suggested that she return at dawn during the calm of morning.
The annual Debutante Ball at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was fast approaching. Seen above young Brangwy is trying her hardest to learn The Hokey Pokey. The words never seemed to make much sense. She tried to memorize: You take your right foot out . . . What exactly was the hokey pokey all about? Even the venerable sage couldn’t give a clear answer.
the Face of Everyman had applied months ago to Guinness Book of World Records to officiate a race between a Crow and a Pigeon. There seemed no existing record. On race day the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was crowded with paying spectators. The venerable sage was pleased; his 2nd quarter budget was now in the black.
It was Lodge Night at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As the Face of Everyman appeared dressed in the ornate trappings of the Grand Poo-bah the Crows would attempt to steal his badge of office. Those naughty Crows.
Always a charlatan, Carlton tried to pay his rent with a bit of shiny glass. the face of Everyman stood firm: rents paid to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa must be in the form of legal tender, coin of the realm. Carlton was asked to put the glass back where he had found it.
Archibald took home the trophy in the amateur class. His pantomime of a turkey pleased the judges at the annual classic held at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was a bit envious of Archie’s natural talent.
Vintage theater returned to please the Summer lunch crowd at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. A favorite tableau was the discovery of gold at Sutter’s Mill. the Face of Everyman had to Google to find a shred of meaning.
Olivia booked a facial every Saturday at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She felt that it was money well spent not to look old and haggard. Next week she would have her feathers touched up. the Face of Everyman looked on in envy; the best he could do was a light exfoliation every Spring.