Can you believe tomorrow is the big day? It's that mid-winter day that us in the northern tier wait for with baited breath for weeks. Will winter end soon or drag on for countless more weeks? I am in the midst of wrapping up shopping for the annual Groundhog Day gifts. I've got the tree up and I can't wait to sit in anticipation tomorrow morning starting at 4 AM in front of the television, wrapped in a quilt while the pre-show chugs along. Troops of dancers, marching bands, parade floats and clowns juggling magicians pulling groundhogs out of their hats will entertain not just me but the millions of television viewers and those chilly spectators in the middle of Pennsylvania.
At the pre-determined time, some staunchy guy in an old-timey outfit will pull old Punxatawney Phil out of his hole, hold that lazy bastard up in the air and make a proclamation that means nothing. But I will sit, gazing intently, focused intently at his proclamation that means even less than Paris Hilton's "career" because traditions are traditions and it's the last holiday that American culture hasn't commercialized. I'm hoping to get the ball rolling though with my unabahed consumerism that will singlehandedly turn the tide and get the attention of retailers and consumers alike.
4 comments:
I remember in grade school we used to have entire lessons on it. This is the first time I heard about it in a long time.
It's a quaint custom, and I agree that we must hold on to things like this lest our whole culture becomes sanitized!
I got cha beat. I'm all ready for next year's Ground Hog Day.
Wouldn't it be kind of nice if Global Warming got its own day too? We'll all see the little rodent held up to predict the weather. At the same time there are people who poo poo the report that says we are setting up a weather disaster due to our ways of doing things in the world.
Ironic?
It was snowing so hard here I doubt anyone could have found a groundhog...
I'll be looking out for those Groundhog Day cards though...
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