Punxsutawney loses its mind on Saturday, when members of the Inner Circle gather around a stump outside of town to consult with a groundhog named Phil about the weather for the next six weeks. Phil and the guys in tuxedos will share the moment with a few thousand close friends, television crews from Pittsburgh and… Read More let me explain.
Hey. It’s been a while. The end of last week was kind of a mess. My internal clock was destroyed by the middle-of-the-night shift I worked on Wednesday. And we found out a day later that our original Grandhog, Ron Joranko, passed away with alarming rapidity on Thursday morning, really just a few days after… Read More returned.
Fraternal Order of the Groundhog. If you know what that means, you should be checking here frequently in the coming weeks. We’ve sent out an email detailing this year’s activities, but we’re going to be relying heavily on the web site for updates and new information. So. Go. If you don’t know what the FOG… Read More FOG in the forecast.
You wanted them — and you got them. Pictures from this year’s Groundhog deal — the one that happened about two months ago — are finally posted at Flickr, via the FOG blog. I was, ah, a little tardy in getting around to uploading the bunch, but they’re there and ready for your viewing pleasure.… Read More several thousand words.
The post from earlier this evening jogged something deep inside my brain, allowing me to complete the FOG weekend wrap-up and get it posted at the Fog Hog Blog. You know where to find it.
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.
Uncle Crappy 