Homer Slippers
Here’s a picture from back when we lived in Portland. Not much to say about this except that it’s the best, and worst pair of slippers I ever owned.
I still have the teeth marks, and the dreams about donut feet haven’t stopped yet.
I’m John Metta, writer, hydrologist, programmer, Irish flute and banjo player, cyclist, brewer, and a digger of all things tech, and all around friendly guy. Nestled snugly in the Columbia River Gorge in a town called Hood River, I survey the world as my own personal playground. Connect with me via email or circle me on Google+