Sometimes life imitates art and philosophy, and the actual tides wash up the actual strange, wonderful, and just plane macabre. And like in art and philosophy, one is forced to adjust, process, reassess, and reorganize the categories. Here is one very real example. I found it on a beach combing adventure. Do you know what it is? I do now! How would you like that grinning at you in the water? Let me know your guess.