It's the simplest things...

Vanilla ice cream, a nice pen, a single espresso. It's always the simplest things that are the hardest to obtain or accomplish. I was once again reminded of this when looking for a white dress shirt this evening with Melissa. I seriously tried on five or so shirts after looking at more than twenty before finding one that I liked. All of them had a similar look, collar, texture. When you finally find it, it's great.

I love simplicity.

That is superawesome, my man. I'm going to try hopping over to Switzerland for some of the competition. If you can make a jaunt to Prague, you have a place to crash.
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