Yesterday, the groundhog saw his shadow (which means six more weeks of winter, in case you forget whether seeing his shadow is a good or bad omen). However, I did not get to watch my copy of Groundhog Day on DVD, so I’m not going to be habitually running around yelling, “Phil?! Phil Connors?! I thought that was you!”
Every year, though, I always tell myself I’m going to book a hotel room for next February and go to Punxsutawney for next year’s Groundhog Day and be out there at the crack of dawn at Gobbler’s Knob to see Punxsutawney Phil for myself. Why? I’m not really sure. It just seems like a fun thing to do…
Has anyone ever been there for Groundhog Day? What’s it like?
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