I don’t really trust a groundhog to predict the weather any more than I trust the local weathermen. After another 2-hour commute to the salt mines this morning, I’m not holding out much hope for an early spring. But I am shocked that the groundhog “didn’t see his shadow”…I mean,  who wouldn’t crawl back into their hole if they saw these  top-hatted, bearded loonies coming at them at daybreak?