When this lovely slipper was held out to me by its owner at 3rd TIE, I thought I was supposed to try it on, but the dimensions of foot and slipper seemed grotesquely unlikely to match. Nonetheless, I held the slipper next to my foot to confirm my suspicions. On the way home a bit later, I wondered how Z managed to bring THIS curiosity, rather than his Queequeg harpoon, to TIE--is there a connection between this footwear and a Melville opus? Gosh, I hope so!