I read a book.

It was a bit of a tough read, but it wasn’t the verbiage or the grammar that gave me trouble. The book was “The Life of Pi”, and for those of you unaware, one of the main characters, a 450# Bengal Tiger, is named Richard Parker.

I knew that going in and thought I was completely prepared. I mean, Richard was a good actor, but I can’t quite picture him pulling off a role as a tiger. Yes, Max taught him the attitude and some of the basic vocabulary, but there was still the size issue and the movement that would stifle my Richard Parker.

There it was, tucked in the pages of the book: Richard’s boarding pass for the flight to Reykjavik. It was an amazing vacation. I wish… I wish… But as that old saying goes, “Why don’t you wish in one hand and piss in the other and see which one fills up first.”