Punxsutawney Phail!

Once a year our hearts and minds turn to the possible light at the end of the proverbial tunnel of winter, and who do we put our trust and support to, none other but the largest rat I have ever seen. That's right, Puxsutawney Phil, the groundhog held captive by the town of Punxsutawney Pennsylvania. Now my problem is this according to historical records Phil has only correctly predicted the proper remainder of our wintry subjugation 39% of the time, I'm not sure what your schools policy is but at mine that's a failing grade, but do we care? No we continue year after year to come back and worship at the alter of a grade school dropout. Did you know that there are several other communities that have groundhogs? Staten Island Chuck, General Beauregard Lee of Georgia, who holds honorary doctorates from the University of Georgia and Georgia State in "Weather Prognostication" and "Southern Groundology", Sir Walter Wally of North Carolina. Buckeye Chuck of Ohio, and Chuckles, Connecticut's resident rodent oracle, I found 22 of these guys all over the U.S. but Phil has the best PR department I guess. I say we break the shackles of these oppressive dictators of the weather and hold our heads high, just don't breath too deeply or your nose hairs will freeze together.

By the way if you take the majority from all of the rats looks like it should be an early spring.