And, I'm not there. Well, not there in the annual festivities in Woodstock, Illinois. I was planning to go, but didn't wake up until 6:30, and the prognostication was at 7. I'd never have made it in time. Plus, we received around 3-4 inches of snow last night so ended up having to use the old snowblower for the first time this winter season.
Right now you can tune into AMC and catch the beginning of the third straight showing of the movie. There will be one more showing as well. Plus, I took a DVD into Donovon's Reef yesterday and we watched it. Everyone enjoyed it and some said they hadn't seen it in a long time.
With our little snowstorm continuing at 7 AM, there was no way our local 'hog, Woodstock Willie, was going to see his shadow. This means an early spring, way before March 20th. Good news for most folk. And that other prognosticator out east, Punxsutawney Phil, also didn't see his shadow.
Perhaps I'll get Out Next Year. --RoadDog
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