“We weren’t even supposed to have a shark.”
(These sharks are for Bryn, who insisted. Thanks, buddy!)
Happy weekend, shark fans! We’ll see you Monday.

“We weren’t even supposed to have a shark.”

(These sharks are for Bryn, who insisted. Thanks, buddy!)

Happy weekend, shark fans! We’ll see you Monday.

“I’m Tony Shark. I build neat stuff, got a great girl, occasionally save the world. So why can’t I sleep?”
Is it just us, or did the Iron Man suit get a lot more fragile this time around? Clearly it needs a sharky upgrade.

“I’m Tony Shark. I build neat stuff, got a great girl, occasionally save the world. So why can’t I sleep?”

Is it just us, or did the Iron Man suit get a lot more fragile this time around? Clearly it needs a sharky upgrade.

“Come on, fight that plaque! Fight that plaque! Scary sharks don’t have plaque!”

“Come on, fight that plaque! Fight that plaque! Scary sharks don’t have plaque!”

“Yeah, he’s off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his toothy servant.” 

“Yeah, he’s off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his toothy servant.” 

“So what do you want to see? The DMV? Animal control?” Happy Monday, shark fans! Here’s to a great week.

“So what do you want to see? The DMV? Animal control?”
 
Happy Monday, shark fans! Here’s to a great week.

Happy Mother’s Day, shark fans!  May yours be full of love and appreciation and good Sunday brunches.

Happy Mother’s Day, shark fans!  May yours be full of love and appreciation and good Sunday brunches.

“I think we are in sharks’ alley Where the dead men lost their bones.” 
Wow, the Shark Land does not look like a happy place. Hope your weekend is cheerier than this, shark fans! 
And thus concludes London Shark Week. (The Waste Land wasn’t actually on our syllabus that summer, but there was a Waste Land walking tour, and all in all, it seemed appropriate.) We’ll see you Monday!

“I think we are in sharks’ alley
Where the dead men lost their bones.”

Wow, the Shark Land does not look like a happy place. Hope your weekend is cheerier than this, shark fans!

And thus concludes London Shark Week. (The Waste Land wasn’t actually on our syllabus that summer, but there was a Waste Land walking tour, and all in all, it seemed appropriate.) We’ll see you Monday!

“The sharks that are there answer.”

“The sharks that are there answer.”

“I am so fond of sharks that I could write a whole dissertation on their virtues.”

“I am so fond of sharks that I could write a whole dissertation on their virtues.”

“O, full of sharks is my mind!” 
Culture of London week continues with the Bard’s bloodiest shark classic. That summer, we were also lucky enough to attend a production of the Scottish play at the Globe. They didn’t skimp on the sex or the gore; it was pretty excellent. Sadly, they were lacking in sharks.

“O, full of sharks is my mind!”

Culture of London week continues with the Bard’s bloodiest shark classic. That summer, we were also lucky enough to attend a production of the Scottish play at the Globe. They didn’t skimp on the sex or the gore; it was pretty excellent. Sadly, they were lacking in sharks.

Guys!  Anna, a.k.a our amazing photoshopper, a.k.a “the talent,” is celebrating her birthday today!  Obviously, this is a big deal in the shark world.  They got balloons and everything.
Happy Birthday Anna!!!!  Here’s to another sharky year of awesomeness.

Guys!  Anna, a.k.a our amazing photoshopper, a.k.a “the talent,” is celebrating her birthday today!  Obviously, this is a big deal in the shark world.  They got balloons and everything.

Happy Birthday Anna!!!!  Here’s to another sharky year of awesomeness.

“Mrs. Sharkoway said she would chomp the flowers herself.” 
Back in the summer of 2010, Debbie and I went abroad with the University of Virginia’s Culture of London program. It was amazing and wonderful and made life-long impressions on both of us. So this week, we’re going to sharkify our reading list. We begin with Virginia Woolf’s classic, Mrs. Sharkoway. 
Get ready for some serious anglophilia, shark fans.

“Mrs. Sharkoway said she would chomp the flowers herself.”

Back in the summer of 2010, Debbie and I went abroad with the University of Virginia’s Culture of London program. It was amazing and wonderful and made life-long impressions on both of us. So this week, we’re going to sharkify our reading list. We begin with Virginia Woolf’s classic, Mrs. Sharkoway.

Get ready for some serious anglophilia, shark fans.

“With Sharks, some say, one rule is true:Don’t speak till you are spoken to.”
Happy weekend, shark fans! Have a good one.

“With Sharks, some say, one rule is true:
Don’t speak till you are spoken to.”


Happy weekend, shark fans! Have a good one.

“What if Andy gets another shark? A mean one? I just don’t think I can take that kind of rejection!”

What if Andy gets another shark? A mean one? I just don’t think I can take that kind of rejection!”

“Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a shark.” 
Presumably, this is a story about a fairy-shark raining pixie dust over the land. Mr. Gaimain, we strongly feel you should consider this for your next novel.
Sincerely,Shark Daily

“Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a shark.” 

Presumably, this is a story about a fairy-shark raining pixie dust over the land. Mr. Gaimain, we strongly feel you should consider this for your next novel.

Sincerely,
Shark Daily