Here is the second drawing of my recent collaboration with my brother-in-law.

A short story about a certain sock, longing for more. An excerpt below:

That One Sock

By Gary Oversen

It all started the day that the vacuum-sealed package was opened. I was one of the first socks pulled out. My owner raised us all up and thanked his mom for the thoughtful gift. I was proud that I would now be able to finally get out and possibly see a little of the world. Luckily, I am a tube sock. The ankle and “no-shows” have become all the trend, but I was happy to be a tube. The fact that I had an opportunity to have an older owner who may take me on some long vacations to exotic locations. Or possibly someone younger who would go out and play on a regular basis. All I knew was that when I was opened, I was going to be put to good use.

Read the rest at his blog: That One Sock