Ahh, the midwinter doldrums. Work is less exciting, not a whole lot of fun outside the office, and potential Uncle Crappy posts get piled up in my brain like the mounds of laundry I have to get around to doing one of these days. Last week was a little frustrating, because on Monday I had… Read More well. uh. see…
Sorry. I’ve been frozen. I’ll post more when my fingers thaw.
There were two remarkable things about watching Punxsutawney Phil’s 2007 prediction: 1) he didn’t see his shadow and therefore predicted spring’s early arrival, something he almost never does, and 2) he shrunk. For the past several years, we’ve seen a stately, majestic Phil — in other words, huge — hauled from his stump at Gobbler’s… Read More the skinny.
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