Ground Hog Day

Whenever yours truly sees this "holiday" pop up on ye olde calendar, thoughts turn to a handful of old movies rather than speculations as to the end of winter.

That's because the film "Ground Hog Day," starring Bill Murray, was one of the select few that seemed to fascinate my late father.

He could watch it over and over and over and over again . . . and, often did, much to the chagrin of the rest of our none-too-patient nuclear family.

The other "classics according to Dad" were, in no particular order: Evil Roy Slade, Continental Divide, and Forrest Gump.

It always struck me as odd that someone who tended to take him self way too seriously was attracted to such a ridiculous bunch of movies.

To each his own, I guess.

And, there's very little that's better for waiting-out winter than to curl up on an overstuffed couch and popping in a DVD. Might just do that tonight, as there's really nothing good on TV til NCIS comes on . . . .

Pass the popcorn!