Clayton was interested in piano lessons for his son. Were there any teachers in the area? The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the center for the arts in this remote spot on the Pacific flyway. the Face of Everyman reluctantly offered to teach the child chop sticks; but beyond that . . .


Tonight’s guest speaker arrived between furious storms to present the next travelogue in the Winter travel series at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was half afraid that he’d have to fill in. His notes on the Battle of Troy were little threadbare.

Elevator Operator

Thaddeus felt a calling but just what eluded him.  He’d been a butcher, a baker, a candle stick maker.  He was here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to interview for a new position as elevator operator.  the Face of Everyman was at a loss to understand such a need.  Most guests checked in with no luggage and could find their own way to their rooms.


Nesting Questions and Concerns

Roscoe liked the openness of the common eating area but had misgivings about sharing with others especially the pigeons and squirrels. They weren’t his kind of people.  In general he felt that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa met his basic nesting needs.  His next concern was about the school.  He had heard that their curriculum followed unorthodox methods.  the Face of Everyman felt strongly that he should defend the Montetorkie School and say good things, but strangely he chose this moment to remain mute.  Roscoe did end up settling nearby, raised a family and ran for a seat on the school board.

Field Strip

The County Chain Gang had been assigned to clean up the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa after the storm.  But, as usual, they left a bigger mess.  Seen above is a frequent and prominent guest picking his way thru tobacco shreds after the smokers had been instructed to field strip their cigarettes and leave no trace of the butts. the Face of Everyman regretted that he had invented the filter tip.     https://tinyurl.com/ybgmjez3