Every February 2nd, a group of bundled-up humans gather in a small town in Pennsylvania to yank a rodent from his cozy burrow, thrust him into the cold, and ask him to forecast the weather. Yes, I’m talking about Groundhog Day. A tradition that somehow still exists in the 21st century. Why? I have questions. Many.
Random Thoughts for Tuesday, March 3rd, 2020
A Tornado Hits Nashville Overnight, The Groundhog Was Right, Watch Out for Motorcycles, The Spring Real Estate Market, and Another Dad Joke. (READ MORE)