Spent Saturday at the Florida Aquarium in Tampa, hanging out in front of the Coral Reef Gallery, where four brand-new sand tiger sharks eyed my girth with tasty zeal. Met all manner of oceanic critter (and ate some shrimp, which seemed wrong but delicious). For my final segment, they brought in two penguins: a docile dude named Cliff and a bitter, vindictive gal named Windy. She's the one that got me. It's a miracle I didn't curse on live television. I've dropped f-bombs for far less. WATCH THE CARNAGE!