I'm officially done with winter. All these low-30s mornings are now beginning to piss me right off. I mean, this is suburban DC - shouldn't it be warmer already? Six weeks ago, that lying rat Punxsutawney Phil predicted an early spring, yet here we are with a couple of days of winter to go, and I have yet to see a day where I haven't needed to bike in layers of wool.
Of course, Phil has a record that is spotty at best. According to Stormfax.com, Punxsutawney Phil has only been correct approximately 39% of the time. So I say we take him out of whatever hole he's crawled into, put him up against a wall, and shoot him South American revolution style.
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