The Wuubulous World of Dr.Cullen

PLEASE FORGIVE THE FORMATTING PROBLEM, I HAVE STRUGGLED FOR TWO HOURS TO GET IT THIS READABLE. I DO APOLOGIZE. I CONTINUE TO TRY, BUT UNTIL THEN, JUST GO WITH ME HERE>>>>

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Awaking this morning at quarter past four                                                                  to kiss Hunky Husband as he runs out the door                                                            I flip to The Channel to see whats up with the weather.                                                        "Wintry Mix" is the cop out when they can think of none better.                                       

Will it be snizzle or will it be sneet?                                                                                 I shrug and go fix my kids something to eat.                                                            Today is the day when, the little one shouts                                                         Punxy Phil wakes up and rustles about!

So who is this Phil? I say with a yawn                                                                              He's the groundhog that forecasts the weather at dawn.                                           Since when did a marmot become Seer of Seers?                                                           Oh Mom, he's been around for a hundred plus years.                                              

Since "climate science" is not quite so old                                                                  younger than I if the truth might be told                                                                       after so many years, Phil has got to be better                                                                 than a hysteric's wet finger at predicting the weather.

I open the door to the thickest of snog                                                                             see my kids to the bus stop, and sit down to my blog.                                                   I look out the window. It is starting to snain.                                                                 My faith in prediction is beginning to wane.

So I surf to the webcam atop Gobbler's Knob                                                                 to see if that groundhog can do the same job.                                                                 Spring will come early, he predicts, no more winter.                                                     The credibility of That Channel continues to splinter.

As I squint to watch, someone sneaks in the frame.                                                  She looks quite familiar. We all know her name.                                                           She pets little Phil like an oversized cat                                                                    then slips him into a parka and blue matching hat. 

Comments

[gary]

Is there no end to your talents?

[Birdie]

Oh, Gary, you have NO idea.

[V5]

*LAUGHING*

Great stuff!

[mimi]

I forgot all about GroundHog Day. Jane what about the Boston hippies? Please Im waiting 'cause I know it's gonna be good sweet with laughter if you write about it!!

[Sniper One]

You so kick ass... amazing stuff...

[Donkeyhue]

I always drink to world peace.

[Bile, Snark, and Sneer]

Jane:

We copy, paste and re-write many of our posts, so we speak from bitter experience regarding TypePad. First, if you attempt to type your post in Word and then paste it in, usually the code gets mucked up- badly. Second, if you copy off another site and drop text in, you must be very careful to remove all extraneous code, especially any "div" markers. Pretty much the only thing you should see on the "Edit HTML" page are "p" markers and code language that refers to quotes and boldface. Before attempting repair or code removal copy and paste the post into another "Compose a New Post" window. If you ball the post up, you can always start over.

Rock on.

Bile, Snark, and Sneer

[JANE SAYS: I did that dual posts going thing because I was terrified it would just eveporate. And yes, this is the SECOND one I have tried to drop from WORD. I am NOT a code person , but a WYSIWYG WHORE. But I am going behind the Wizard's curtain for this one on your GENEROUS HELPFUL suggestion. THANK YOU YODA....;) ]

[Miss Carnivorous]

J, you are going to get a lot of porny hits off Gobbler's Knob!

[JANE SAYS: Let the freak show BEGIN!]

[The False Dervish]

Good day, Jane:

How are you today?

Upon hearing Dr. Heidi Cullen's acid-reflux coated suggestion to decertify those who do not agree with the effects of Global Farting, I would like to know just whom she slept with on the Weather Channel to be given permission to make such an outrageous suggestion? Indeed, Dr. Cullen, perhaps EVERYONE should turn their heads and cough???

Since when did the Weather Channel become political? What next? A weather forecast stating that the coming thunderstorm to New York was created by Pres Bush because of NY's heavy Democratic/Socialist base?

Hmmmm...but, then again, Pres Bush DID cause Hurricane Katrina.