This is Discovery Channel's "Shark Week," and we happen to be at a place that has cable so Mason and I tuned in a little last night and this morning (during the brief rain storm we had here in Siren.)

All, I can say is, "Thank you, Discovery Channel, for the nightmares last night."

Yes, thanks to a scene of people trapped in a shark cage while a 2,000 pound female great white shark thrashed above them (nearly drowning them, and, in point of fact, breaking the "shark proof" metal,) I dreamed last night that we had a shark in the basement. Thrashing. Actually, it was my cousin Steve's basement and I have to admit to seeing it slip out of its pool and completely bailing on my family. I was all, "Well, look at the time," in my dream. I'm a total astral coward when it comes to sharks apparently.