It’s about 4:45 in the morning, and I already have the correct prediction for today.
As you know, somewhere in Western Pennsylvania, in some town called Gobbler’s Knob, an annual tradition is held. The townsfolk find a groundhog, check to see if he has the visual acuity to notice shadows on this day, and then proclaim the results.
And even though morning has not arrived yet … I have the correct prediction.
Right here. In this blog.
| I have confirmed from various sources that the groundhog known as Punxsutawney Phil will indeed see his shadow. This means that this wonderful sub-zero freezing weather we’ve endured will continue for another six freakin’ weeks. Fantastic. Like I need to keep bundled up in this weather. We’re trusting a woodland animal more than the National Weather Service. Yes, I know this is just a harmless tradition and a great way to get some notice on a tiny town in Western Pennsylvania (and a few more eyeballs on that Bill Murray movie from way back when), but honestly … haven’t we moved on from this point in time? | I have confirmed from various sources that the groundhog known as Punxsutawney Phil did NOT see his shadow. Allegedly “spring is just around the corner,” although nobody mentioned that the corner is six freakin’ weeks long. Fantastic. I only have to put up with this arctic tundra for a month and a half. We’re trusting a woodland animal more than the National Weather Service. Yes, I know this is just a harmless tradition and a great way to get some notice on a tiny town in Western Pennsylvania (and a few more eyeballs on that Bill Murray movie from way back when), but honestly … haven’t we moved on from this point in time? |
And with that notice, you should prepare accordingly for the weather. Forget global warming and climate change and all that. Find some distant cousin of Buc-ee the Beaver and you’ve got your weather forecast.
And if that doesn’t work for you … maybe it’s time to re-watch this film.
Chuck The Writer 
Thanks. Just had an Ipana flashback.
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