Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Battle


Sloth had to do battle with the forces of slime yesterday. The nights before were sleepless and fraught, slipping in and out of nightmares, waking up to obsess about strategy. The dreaded morning came. Sloth strapped on the elevator shoes to gain height, and applied pomade to the fur to make it appear powerful and intimidating. There was a special satchel with the implements of battle arrayed and at the ready. Sloth was worried about the teeth and tentacles of the monster. What a surprise when the enemy was so easily cut down! The eye was a large, vulnerable target to stab, the tentacles were soft and easy to slice. The monster slipped back into the slime. There was a feeling of elation, but also unease. It was too easy. Anticlimax.

13 Comments:

At 12:20 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

kudos to you sloth! The foe knew to retreat because of your powerful aura. Rejoice in the winning.

 
At 12:32 PM, Blogger mountain man said...

The winning is better when it is easier. Less bruising for the Sloth, who is so tender.

 
At 12:38 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Thank you FB and MM. It is hard to rejoice. Sloth is drained and feeling existential. Life is so complicated. Maybe rejoice tomorry.

 
At 12:50 PM, Blogger mountain man said...

Drink some grape soda Sloth. It is truly unusual and uplifting. You can pretend you are someone else for a minute. Maybe a nice piece of chocolate too. Imagine pats on your fur. I understandy.

 
At 12:54 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Hmmm... grape sody, mm... yes... Perhaps FB will let me sip from the wineskin... Sloth feels better already.

 
At 2:18 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

find your innner space bag

 
At 2:53 PM, Anonymous Worm said...

I want to hide in Sloth's fur and calm Sloth. I am a worm, but I have telekinetic powers.

 
At 3:23 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Hello, fur-worm. Please feel free to snack on the green fur algae. FB, where does one look for the inner spacebag? Is there a special worm-hole?

 
At 3:25 PM, Blogger ham paw said...

your many arms protect against the evil ones. Yeah!

 
At 4:12 PM, Anonymous spiritual guide said...

the inner space bag is only a turn of phrase, a koan if you will. visualize the metal foil reflecting in the sun, feel the crinkle crack and the saggy sloshings. travel deep deep down.

 
At 4:37 PM, Blogger sloth said...

(muffled) It's kind of dark down here... there are some specks... potato chip crumbs? Also there's some foamy bits and some pudddles of something. Now what?

 
At 5:24 PM, Blogger mountain man said...

Maybe you should lick the puddles.

 
At 8:20 PM, Anonymous krixfort said...

wow sloth! Is that your boss?

 

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