Brutal?

Well, that groundhog in Pennsylvania, I think Phil is his name, saw his shadow yesterday. According to legend that's six more weeks of winter to you and me.

With all apologies to my friends in the Northeast and Rocky Mountains, I'm pretty bitter about six more weeks of winter.

I mean, that means I'll actually have to keep my sweaters at the ready and have to finish throwing the softball with my daughter while I still have daylight.

Texas winters are pretty nice. I guess that makes up for the hellish conditions of summer, when my friends in the Northeast and Rocky Mountains get the last laugh.