Today we celebrate the emergence of a hibernating rodent – or, one of the funniest Bill Murray movies of all time. Take your pick.
Here in Wisconsin, the Groundhog Day joke is this: If the groundhog sees his shadow, there will be six more weeks of winter. If he doesn’t see his shadow, spring will arrive in a month and a half. The truth is that if you live on the shores of Lake Michigan, as we do, spring won’t arrive until mid-May and, by June 1st we’ll be baking in a summer sauna.
So it goes.
A giant thank you to BlueGal for submitting my post of Jan. 31st to crooks and liars where it received an honorable mention in mike’s blog roundup yesterday. Wish I had the sass to follow-up with something more than the predictive powers of masticating marmots, but the image of Sam Alito in his Supreme Court justice robes has me way too depressed.
Come back tomorrow for the wrath of my inner woodchuck.