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Groundhog day should be moved back a month. He would have seen his shadow here. But, we’ve got 3 feet of snow on the ground and it’s 2 degrees Fahrenheit so, yeah, duh, six more weeks of winter is a rather conservative estimate.

It was announced yesterday that in view of the blizzard they weren’t going to be bothering Jimmy the Groundhog today. Nobody would be able to attend…

It was froggy in the morning, but it cleared off mid morning. Is the groundhog an early riser? ’cause it all depends on that how much more winter we’re getting.

Spring here generally starts in February–some of the trees are already swelling a bit.

Did ya see that picture of Bloomberg assaulting a Groundhog today? He caught it trying to buy a handgun in Arizona.

I’ve always envisioned the groundhog – bleary-eyed, still in his in pjs and nightcap, coffee mug in hand- stepping out to get the morning paper and being ambushed by the media: “Mr Groundhog, a word?”
maybe it’s from some half-remembered cartoon…

Beautiful day here, bright sunshine, balmy 21°F. (~600 miles north of Chicago) Didja see that picture on Drudge, the cars on the freeway?

So somebody went and calculated about how long it was that Bill Murray was stuck in his Groundhog Day loop. Seems it was about 33 – 35 years. Dayum.

*looks at the 12+ inches of snow outside*

That groundhog is a fucking liar.

speaking of which:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmbURZANDOo

“Don’t drive angry!”

😉

I don’t know about the groundhog, but I’ve had frozen water pipes all day due to an un-natural cold spell here in the Hill County. And it’s supposed to get worse. I do not like it, not one little bit. If I wanted this kind of abuse I’d live in Chicago, or Buffalo, or Yellowknife. (I DID see that picture on Drudge, of the cars in Chicago on the road next to the lake. That’s what I’m talking about—NOT doin’ it.) I prefer to turn my air conditioner off at Thanksgiving, and back on at Valentine’s Day.

It wasn’t always a woodchuck. They originally used badgers. I think the badger is a much better choice.

They may have run short of volunteers to reach in the Badger hole. Also, may have been the origin of the nickname ‘Lefty’.

What I meant to say—Splendid illustration once again Stoaty.

happy hog day!
no shadow here either…

so…. how much wood….

*runs off… dodging rotten tomatoes*

Oh, you probably have them in Old Blighty, but being that the place is infested with Limeys it probably has some cute and inexplicable name, like, oh… Binky-Woodle.

Or Chinese Woodspleen.

Or, um, Spatchcock.

Oh wait, that last one is real. My bad.

Snort.

Steve in Tulsa is correct, Badgers were the original weather critters. Woodchucks just managed to get in with the liberal media, and promote thier own agenda. How like them.

“Did ya see that picture of Bloomberg assaulting a Groundhog today? He caught it trying to buy a handgun in Arizona.”

DING! DING! DING! We have a winner!

Heh.

The Day of the Marmots

There’s only One True Groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil. Nanny Bloomberg is wasting his time molesting that rodent.

After a v-e-r-y mild January here in Colorado, we got whacked with that cold front bigtime; it was 22F below zero outside when I woke up this morning. Fuckabuncha shadows, we got six weeks of winter all in one 72-hour period.

mmmm. A 67 degree day tomorrow for me! Maybe I’ll take the day off, pack a dolphin sandwich, sunscreen, and head for the beach. 🙂

I like badgers. Why, I’ve often contemplated mailing a few live ones to the local City Council.

I shot a badger once. Five times. At point-blank range. With a .30-30.

All I’m sayin’ is, you gonna try to kill a badger, pack a fuckin’ lunch.

And don’t you forget it!

LOLbadgers: I can haz yer bloody entrails now?

OK. Where’s our friggin’ $30 million?

Enas, I mean Mitchell, Phil was actually supposed to spend 10,000 years in Punxsutawney per the original script.

For anyone who hasn’t read it, Jonah Goldberg has a great essay on the movie. (On phone, HTML too much of a pain, simply pasting URL)

http://old.nationalreview.com/flashback/goldberg200602020835.asp

I can’t recommend groundhog, but it beats starving.

Back in West Virginny, I had a buddy who would go off the road to run the things over. Then he’d stop and toss thier still-quivering carcii into his truck.

You don’t have raccoons in Great Britian, do you? I shoud think you have enough chicken-vores without them.

Mrs. Peel, the plot development story on Groundhog Day is fascinating. The IMDb entry is worth a read.

I think they should have a channel where they just show Groundhog Day over and over.

My Dad once told me how, while working the pea fields in Walla Walla, he turned down a row and encountered a badger. Reflexively and without thinking he whacked it with the pea pole he was carrying.

Then he had to kill it because it went after him. By the time it was dead, he was holding about two feet of splintered pole. While I still laugh at the story, it also occurs to me that it might have been scary, fighting off an enraged badger with a rapidly disintegrating pole.

Bad news, Stoatie. The morons in Egypt have one-upped you on your Islamic Rage Boy with Pancake pic……

http://nation.foxnews.com/sites/nation.foxnews.com/files/imagecache/dv1/636_Egypt_helmets.jpg

That’s some funny shit right there, Scub.