About snakes: I don’t want to kill them either, but how can you not freak out when you hear about such thing as a “super snake” infesting the Florida Everglades?

About sharks: It’s awful, I guess – especially if you’re the victim or a surviving family member – but I can’t help being intrigued by stories like this. I can’t imagine what it would be like having a Great White Shark doing the “Jaws” thing on you (my boldings):

Witnesses have described their horror at seeing a tourist being eaten by a “gigantic” shark in South Africa’s most popular holiday destination.

Lloyd Skinner was pulled under the surf and dragged out to sea by the shark, believed to be a great white, off Fish Hoek beach in Cape Town. His diving goggles and a dark patch of blood were all that remained in the water.

“Holy shit. We just saw a gigantic shark eat what looked like a person in front of our house,” witness Gregg Coppen posted on Twitter. “That shark was huge. Like dinosaur huge.”

…Witnesses described the terrifying scene. The shark was “longer than a minibus”, Coppen told the Cape Times newspaper.

…Four rescue boats and a helicopter searched in vain for Skinner yesterday and resumed the hunt today. Ian Klopper, a spokesman for the National Sea Rescue Institute, said: “You can rule out any chance of finding him alive. Whether we find body parts, it’s very unlikely. We think the shark took everything.”

Wow. Nature just being its breathtaking self. And posted on Twitter, no less.

About football: My predictions this week are Cardinals over Saints (sorry Rob, I hope I’m wrong there), Chargers over Jets, Colts over Ravens, Cowboys over Vikings.

About that tight Coakley/Brown Senate race in Massachusetts: methinks Coakley still wins by a Kennedy nose, but for Coakley to accuse former Sox hurler and 2004 World Series hero Curt “bloody sock” Schilling of being a closet Yankees fan tells me she’s not just no sports fan nor a worthy candidate for the Senate, she’s as dumb as a stone as well.

About the Jay Leno / Conan O’Brien fiasco over at NBC: As I commented in kind over at Rob’s blog, to listen to either Jay Leno or Conan O’Brien is to realize just how great and a comedic genius Johnny Carson was.

I pretty much guarantee you’ll never hear a song written specifically about about Leno or O’Brien, but we’ll always have this legendary tune about “The King Of Late Night” by The Beach Boys. Every time I hear it, the grunting Moog bass makes me smile.

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Pool temp: 50 degrees