What really grinds your gears?
February 2nd. I HATE that day. I can deliver outstanding binary prognostication day in, day out, but that's the only day people want to hear about. And for what? To find out about a little more snow? To learn whether their daffodils are in trouble? They should be asking me if their teenagers are in trouble! I don't need to see a heck of a lot of shadow to answer that one. Just ask Seager.
The other thing that grinds my gears about Feb 2 is that they always feel that the only way to get me out of my burrow is to crank up the heat. A simple knock would do. While my powers are great, at the end of the day I'm a flippin' groundhog, not some Salem witch that needs to be burned. Go easy on the thermostat, Tophats.