the Face of Everyman awoke to discover everyone was off to the No Kings protest. Political activism had never been his thing. Yet he supported the zeal shown by the guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Songbirds were good people.
Rally
Nap time.
What was this world coming to? Nobody seemed to want that chunk of pasta stuck to the nose of the Face of Everyman. He would lose face if he asked help from one of these small creatures who inhabited the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Venerable Sage decided to let Fate have a hand in solving this problem as he drifted off to sleep.
Erosion
Harsh measures were required to return the Venerable Sage to his place of command and honor. the Face of Everyman had recovered from yesterday’s ordeal and was glad to be back home; no worse for the wear and tear on his body. Life at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could return to normal.
Depression
Autum was on the doorstep. Soon the dark days of Winter would effect everything. the Face of Everyman knew to get direct sunlight into his brain to prevent SAD. The clinic at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa ordered extra Light Boxes to help combat this seasonal disorder.
Rain
the Face of Everyman awoke to the familiar smell of petrichor. He could never get used to that earthy odor. He knew that all’s well in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Magical Dining
Lilith thought of willing the bowl to fill with food; then she remembered her diet. She would fast if need be. the Face of Everyman remained silent. Roast beef and Yorkshire pudding was on tonight’s menu at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Basalt carvings never have a weight problem.
Daze
Although “The Dog Days of Summer” had passed, a certain lethargy remained. the Face of Everyman wanted to erect a sign that notified all “that on this day absolutely nothing happened in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.”
Eruption
the Face of Everyman sneezed, and the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was covered in gravel the likes of which hadn’t been seen since the eruption of Krakatoa in 1883.
X-ray?
Using the primitive x-ray techniques available at the time the Face of Everyman was able diagnose various complaints at the rural clinic. Somehow guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa rarely had serious injuries.
Nap time
It was siesta time on a summer like day in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. But somehow the Face of Everyman couldn’t close his eyes.
