slippered

As chunks came off in the halls and courtroom floor, I desperately tried to hide my hobo-slippered feet from my clients, opposing counsel and the judge as I argued.

Who Would Hire the Hobo Lawyer? darkerblogistan 2009

Into that silence that was fraught with the shuffling of feet, bare and slippered both, the faint hiss of the stove and the sub-aural racket of neurons firing in brains that were no longer in touch with souls, no longer calm and meditative, neurons nudged from the path and straining to find their way back, there came a deep harsh ratcheting cry from the figure on the bed, from Karuna.

The Silence 2010

One can see his camera, a naked light bulb dangling from the ceiling, and even the slippered feet of the artist, an American who spent most of his career in Paris.

A Star-Filled Spring of Photo Auctions Stan Sesser 2011

What an insouciant sprite, a slippered marvel outside the combative gymnast Gareth.

Dragon dreams of Barry John, Gareth Edwards and springtime in Paris | Frank Keating 2011

While all of the good people in the world were on their way to Sunday morning services, I stood bathrobed and slippered in my front yard drinking a beer and holding a plunger that had been arbitrarily left standing beside my mail box overnight.

Yard Sailing michael dickes 2011

Nana was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, arms crossed, slippered foot tapping again.

Arcane Circle Linda Robertson 2011

While all of the good people in the world were on their way to Sunday morning services, I stood bathrobed and slippered in my front yard drinking a beer and holding a plunger that had been arbitrarily left standing beside my mail box overnight.

Yard Sailing michael dickes 2011

Into that silence that was fraught with the shuffling of feet, bare and slippered both, the faint hiss of the stove and the sub-aural racket of neurons firing in brains that were no longer in touch with souls, no longer calm and meditative, neurons nudged from the path and straining to find their way back, there came a deep harsh ratcheting cry from the figure on the bed, from Karuna.

The Silence 2010

The one I drank while bathrobed and slippered in my front yard, holding the plunger that had been arbitrarily left standing beside my mail box overnight.

Yard Sailing michael dickes 2011

The one I drank while bathrobed and slippered in my front yard, holding the plunger that had been arbitrarily left standing beside my mail box overnight.

Yard Sailing michael dickes 2011