The Shadow Knows!

(A brief discussion twixt Baer & Baer's editor, a.k.a. BE)

JB: Dude, the shadow knows!

BE: You talking about that radio program that started in the 1930s featuring the voice of a 22-year old Orson Welles as Lamont Cranston, the man with the power to cloud men's minds? The show that only people our age remember?

JB: No, no. Talking about Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog sage and seer of seers, who this morning did NOT see his shadow and thereby predicted an early spring.

BE: Have you looked outside?

JB: Spring is sprung!

BE: Oh boy.

JB: Of course Gov. Corbett wasn't there for maybe the biggest annual early morning event ever in the history of Pennsylvania.

BE: Didn't Rendell go once?

JB: Yep. First year in office. First sitting governor to do so since 1909.

BE: Well, Ed was always up for strange stuff.

JB: Careful with your words there, pal.

BE: Well, Corbett, I guess, is a different breed.

JB: Haven't seen or heard from him other than press releases and a mansion open house since he took over.

BE: Maybe he's afraid of his shadow.

JB: Or prognosticating rodents. Or the press. Or cold mornings.

BE: I guess it won't be cold much longer. Phil has foretold.

JB: Exactly. And Corbett comes out of his hole in five weeks when he presents his first budget to the legislature.

BE: Talk about rodents.

JB: Talk about being in a hole.

BE: Talk about shadows to come.

JB: I gotta go scrape ice.

BE: Good. You won't be clouding my mind with your copy.