Smarty Paws ///

As I was sitting here thinking of a blog topic, Dibby took the honors upon himself. Here is your post from guest writer, Dibbs the cat:

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Impressive, eh? He also jumped in the fridge this evening (but exited when I called him--good boy). Such a smarty pie. I've got big dreams for that one.

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Attitude check!

Mehhh....

Okay, so I really need to turn the frown upside down. I think I was bringin' people down at the bar tonight. So...less TV, less solitaire. More homework, cleaning. I know, that sounds so dry, but I need some structure.

The good news is Dibbs has developed a new habit of laying in my lap. Sweetart.

I would (seriously) appreciate goofy cheer-me-up phone calls in the next few days. Four days of blizzard/being sick has left me worse for the wear.

West Pointe

Just try and watch this without being completely transfixed. Ahh, ballet!! I LOVE it!!! Their arms!

Sista

So today I looked up Tia and Tamera Mowry on Wikipedia, because it's a freaking blizzard here and you start to wonder about obscure celebrities' personal lives when you're cooped up for days.

Well after looking at one profile, I looked at the next and discovered that Wikipedia has supplied

the same picture for each woman's page!!!!

Really, Wikipedia? Are we that lazy? Or do we really think that identical twins don't have separate personalities?

Ridiculous.

Now if you'll excuse me I need to get back to my snowed-in life of TV watching. Christine's on in 2 minutes.

Phil Connors?!

Well even though this is going to register as a Feb. 1st post, from where I sit it is in fact past midnight, which means...

HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!!!!

For those of you who are not aware, Groundhog Day is in fact my favorite holiday.

Why, you ask?

Because there is a fantastic movie based on it, for starters.

Also, it's just downright weird. A groundhog? "Predicting" weather? I mean, if you're gonna make up a random tradition that holds really no actual value, yet it's popular enough that it shows up on several national calendars, then good work. I mean, think about it. People joke about Festivus, but it's not actually on a calendar anywhere. And I'm pretty sure elementary school students don't learn about it in the classroom the way they learn about Groundhog Day.

And finally. Well someday this will change, but for now on each Feb. 2 I look forward to the future Feb. 2 when I will realize my dream of spending the holiday in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, where Punxsutawney Phil the groundhog resides.

Seriously. I want to do this so badly. Whoever's reading this and wants to join me on next year's road trip, call me. Let's make this happen.