We watched again this morning the corny going-ons shown on PCN for Groundhog's Day. It's become a tradition - my daughter likes to watch it, and it is amusing in a weird way. I would not choose to go freeze my butt off to actually participate in this event - the "entertainment" is so bad it causes you to physically groan - but it's an easy choice to get up an hour early to watch.
You have to wonder what poor old Phil is thinking while he's waiting. The people are hollering and singing and chanting over a microphone system, there's a big fireworks show - doesn't he get freaked out by all the commotion?


