Thursday, June 01, 2006

blister in the sun

If you see a hobbled and whimpering sloth limping down 7th Avenue, there is a simple explanation: new summer sandals.

it's piggy abuse, really, is what it is.



33 Comments:

At 4:25 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

i have several open wounds at this very moment sloth. stigmata like.

 
At 4:27 PM, Blogger sloth said...

we are bonded by suffering, fb! you must get your butler to rub salve into your wounds.

 
At 4:30 PM, Blogger Meg said...

Wow. And also scary!

 
At 4:41 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ack! I had the stigmata--it ain't pretty. But I managed to sell pieces of my band-aids in tiny glass boxes as "relics" not to be confused with our relics.

 
At 4:48 PM, Blogger sloth said...

brilliant idea, pd! I think I saw that piece in the Whitney Biennial?

here are the actual shoes that I bought:

http://static.flickr.com/71/157292369_b4d39a848a_o.jpg

 
At 4:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Aw slothy...so cute! They would go great with my slicer. Your feet are like little chunks of spicy cheese.

 
At 5:02 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

ohhhhh slothy. That scares the ham!

 
At 5:11 PM, Blogger sloth said...

yes, hammy, be afraid... be very afraid... of the summer fashions.

 
At 5:32 PM, Blogger JD said...

Sloth, your poor feetsies! Swaddle them in something soft. Mine are the same today, very bloody and raw. I came prepared with bandaids. Why are we such idiots? Even comfortable-looking sandals do real damage.

 
At 5:42 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

I am working down to reveal my achilles tendon. just a couple more days.

 
At 5:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am ashamed to say that I bought a pair of teva style sandles last week. and they hurt.

 
At 5:51 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I promise that my shirts will reach my pants.

 
At 6:06 PM, Blogger sloth said...

jd, I am going to swaddle my feets in Ham-hair. sorry for the stinx, hammy!

FB, it's good to have the inner workings revealed. You could do it in the name of science, like William Beaumont. One day there may be a Fairy Butler foot clinic...

 
At 6:08 PM, Blogger ME said...

Sloth, As always your choice of imagery is incredible. Any thoughts or imagery ideas about the summertime problems of ass-rash and jock-itch. I'll wear your painful sandals for a day if you wear mens underwear (tightie whities or boxers) in 100 degree heat while wearing pants for a day.

 
At 6:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can't get over those pictures sloth. I will hide in my hair with you. Everything is pushing out.

 
At 11:03 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Thanks, Damian. I visited your blog, and am curious to know how things are in October, 2006. Are we still mired in Iraq? Has Bush's approval rating hit single digits yet?

 
At 11:40 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Regi, what makes you think I don't already wear the Y-fronts to work?

 
At 7:57 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am wearing my no-rise pants today--so watch out. You will be seeing the moon and the sun at noon!

 
At 10:43 AM, Blogger JD said...

PD, why don't you promenade past my place of work today so we can all ogle you?

 
At 5:31 PM, Blogger sloth said...

JD! I finally got to see yer paintings in the "no lemons, no melons" show today, and they knocked my socks right offen my feets! They look GREAT.

 
At 5:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

JD: I woulda if I hadn't been out looking at your wonderful paintings again today.

 
At 6:35 PM, Blogger JD said...

Well thanks, Sloth and PD!!!

Geez.

 
At 8:50 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am zonked from this day. I just turned off the slicer.

 
At 2:59 PM, Blogger The Capt'n said...

Log World.....or Hog World???

You be the judge.

 
At 12:17 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Thunderpal! How exciting. I could hear the saloon doors slam open when you posted.

Generally the sloth species is a peace-loving type of critter, thunderpal. But your invitation has created stirrings somewhere in the bottom of me primitive brain region. Still, I'm not sure it would be a good idea, as my eyesight is not so sharp & many layers of Kevlar® would need to be employed. I'll have to nap on it.

 
At 4:38 PM, Blogger PD said...

Yes, Slothy is a gentle soul...that is why we love her.

 
At 4:31 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

hi sloth, i am choking on gobstopper juices.

 
At 4:38 PM, Blogger sloth said...

i'll take a gobstopper on the rocks with foam, FB.

 
At 4:51 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

i am plucking them out of my cat bite wound.

 
At 12:04 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sloths, I wish you a good night.

 
At 12:19 PM, Blogger JD said...

Slothers, I am suffering here at The Office, and feel in a veangeful and enraged mood. I need another Slothy post!!!! Something to take the edge off, ya know? I don't want to take it all out on Paintersnyc; that would be really wrong.

 
At 12:55 PM, Blogger sloth said...

sorry, sorry, JD... I'm workin' on it. the gears turn slowly and with great, rusty creaks these days.

 
At 2:12 PM, Blogger JD said...

Oh Sloth, sorry for ratcheting up the pressure. You just post at your own speed; don't compromise the quality for me. I've found other ways to express my feelings here at the Office, anyway. These ways are unprofessional. I am cursing just a little too much and being a bit surly to my superiors.

 

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