Don’t know what this means, but I had a dream last night where Jaws actor Roy Scheider was trying (twice!) to assault my late grandfather. The even more bizarre kicker? They passed away this year within one day of each other, by mere hours. I’m sensing some sort of direct line to the telepathic, though to my knowledge my grandfather wasn’t a 2010 or All That Jazz fan. Still, surreal connections like these are why dreams enchant us so, no?