this is no longer my blog

In case you haven't heard, Punxsutawney Phil did, indeed, see his shadow. So that means six more weeks of freakin' winter. Can't say I'm entirely too happy about that, since I am a big fan of summer weather, but I suppose I will survive. I guess I shouldn't really complain because this winter hasn't been too terribly cold. At least not for extended periods of time. And in the long run, six more weeks of cold and snow are no match for some of the weather conditions other parts of the country and world have endured this year. So maybe I should stop whining. And the death threat to the poor groundhog in the title of this post was also a bit extreme, I suppose. It's not Phil's fault he saw his shadow. I've just become a mean, bitter man, I guess.
But I also am somewhat vindicated. In an earlier post I thought it was inappropriate for JCPenney to already have their summer clothes out on the racks. This whole six more weeks of winter makes that seem a bit more ludicrous. In my book anyway.