So – you guys know those little drawings of ants (did you even know that they were “ants”?!) that show up from time to time on this here place (site)?

Today I was just laughing and laughing because I figured that – since I sit in my huff making and making and making those things (which is much cheaper than therapy – or so I’ve heard – from a duck on the television – “Why a duck?” you may be thinking . . . exactly!) all of the time(s) – then certainly I must have plenty to go around – right?!

Well – (evidently) such is not the case – short cakes – because when I went to put one up on the site . . . all I got were tumbleweeds . . . no more angry little bugs to yell/threaten/whimper at/about stuff . . . which sent me into a right ferocious tizzy!

Where had they all gone?! I knew that they had been made – at least I thought that they had . . . at least I was pretty sure that they had . . . and then – after my pup (Irving B. Socks) and I gnashed our teeth in unison . . . all of the rest of the all of the rest were finally found!

Soooooooo – now I just have to scan the buggers in and all of (that kind of) fun can get to kick – kick – kicking again!

Yeah – so get off of that ledge there Charlie (completely made up person that you are) . . . because there is (almost always/usually) more to come!

Soooooooooo – maybe – or probably maybe not – you are aware (or blissfully otherwise) that I look a little bit like a homeless mountain man (billy-goat-gruff) these days . . . and if you weren’t in the know – then I am glad that you have been brought up to speed.

The thing is that I haven’t gotten a haircut or shaved in a couple of months. Why and why you may be thinking?! Well – my good eggs . . . it is because I have been looking for the newest in new . . . the style in the style . . . and last night – I was struck by a bolt (in the night).

Hold onto your boots here campers – because what I am about to tell you is almost too much to bear (hee-hee – I look like a grizzly bear) . . . are you (are you) ready?!

I brushed my hair . . . and the results were simply startling. So the new plan is to get a minor trim and get the beard (moderately) tamed . . . and go from there . . . it is almost too exciting to talk about . . . I . . .

Hmmmm – I just went back and re-read the stuff that I have been writing – and (although I usually like to play these situations straight) man – this must have been a tough read . . . sorry about that . . . but trust me . . . when all of this stuff plays out – and you get to see the ridiculously good before/after shots . . . it is going to make it all worth-your-while . . . seriously!

I am a huge fan of Groundhog Day – and I’m not even sure why – I never even know that the day is the day until well into the thick of the day . . . maybe it is the silliness of the whole thing – or the fact that it involves this big rodent – who in my mind is wearing a top hat and a stop watch – that comes out of a stump to tell us the weather. My mind almost breaks (in a good way) at how ridiculously good it all is . . .
Here is what the Punxsutawney Phil wiki has to say:

Punxsutawney Phil fans say that there is only one Phil (all the other groundhog weathermen are impostors), and that he has made weather prognostications for 121 years as of 2007. They say that every summer, Phil is fed a sip of the mysterious Groundhog Punch, which magically lengthens his life for seven years. This is done by Inner Circle members. According to the Groundhog Club, Phil, after making the prediction, speaks to the Club President in “Groundhogese”, which only the Inner Circle appear to understand, and then his prediction is translated for the entire world.

He drinks Groundhog Punch?!? Jeez – what rock do I live under? Where can I get a sip of that stuff – and what effect will it have on me??

And I will admit that I did check to see if Phil had a myspace account where he could hold court with his weather predictions to the unwashed internet masses – but all I was able to find was able to come up with was his personal website (punxsutawneyphil.com) – which is either shockingly bad – or just good on some other level that I can’t even figure it out.

Here is what the Groundhog day wiki has to say:

Groundhog Day is a traditional festival celebrated in the United States and Canada on February 2. It is a cross-quarter day, midway between the Winter Solstice and the Vernal Equinox.

In traditional weather lore, if a groundhog emerges from its burrow on this day and fails to see its shadow because the weather is cloudy, winter will soon end. If the groundhog sees its shadow because the weather is bright and clear, it will be frightened and run back into its hole, and the winter will continue for six more weeks.

The result today was that Phil did not see his shadow – which means that we get an early spring. And for the record – Phil was wearing a little black arm-band that had a simple capital “B” on it in memory of his recently departed “super-horse” friend Barbaro . . .