i have this terrible habit of knitting terribly ugly socks (1, 2, and 3). and then giving them away to men. good thing i married a guy who likes ugly socks (and who likes random punk rock). unfortunately, these socks are for my dad. a belated every holiday under the sun gift, if you will. he likes to ski and be outside and ride his bike and stuff. they're merino and super soft. and when he's stuck in an avalanche he can kick off his footwear and thrust these ugly ugly socks into the sky as a beacon for help. yay!