Whoa, wait a minute, now that I start delving a little further into the world of weather predicting groundhogs I'm finding that they are in disagreement about the length of this winter. That first story just took the word of traditional favorite Punxutawney Phil, a verdict which was backed up by Shubenacadie Sam and French Creek Freddie, but contested by Wiarton Willie. Siding with Willie are the aged and less-alliterative Gen. Beauregard Lee of Georgia and Jimmy the Groundhog, who makes up for his lame name with a website full of fun. But hold on, Pee Wee of Vermont comes down (or, I guess, up) on the six more weeks side and Holland Huckleberry... okay, it turns out there are far too many groundhogs around the contry vying for meteorogical glory today to list them all, especially since someone else has already done so here, so I'm going to spend my time more productively by trying to find out whatever happened to that marmot who got drunk on antifreeze and ended up in San Mateo last fall.