well, what if there is no tomorrow? there wasn't one today.

today is groundhog's day, where critters such as punxsutawney phil, pothole pete, dixie dan, and buckeye chuck pop out and hope not to see their shadow. see, here's how it works for me. if a long winter is predicted, then this whole thing is balderdash. if spring is on its way, then, by god, this is tradition. it's science. this is how it works.

you've got to believe in whatever's convenient.

i woke up this morning knowing it was groundhog's day. groundhog's day. and i thought to myself, "i wonder if the penguin will see it's shadow." then i paused, the gears in my head slowly cranking. after a drawn out moment, i realized that groundhog's day has nothing to do with penguins. i was obviously thinking of easter, which is all about penguins hopping down the bunny trail and shit.