Happy Groundhog Day, as today marks the convergence of two of the Blue Tower's favorite occasions, with it also being Super Bowl Sunday. Word is our local Staten Island Chuck and nearby Punxsutawaney Phil each saw their shadows, scientific proof we should expect six more weeks of wintery weather, though Shipoke Sheena contradictorily says to expect an early spring, and she's not phar phrom Phil, if you'll phorgive the phorced alliteration. I hope she turns out to be right, because the six or so weeks of winter we've gotten so far around these parts have been pretty rough, and some warmth and sunshine will be welcome. Speaking of welcome, yes, the Super Bowl is tonight, and I certainly am looking forward to that, as always. This year's game holds a lot of promise, too, as it embodies so many classic conflicts: The AFC's one seed versus the one seed from the NFC, offense versus defense, the old QB versus the kid, the run versus the pass, good versus evil, orange orange versus lime green ... this one has it all.

R.I.P.: Sources: Philip Seymour Hoffman dead of apparent drug overdose. And Philip Seymour Hoffman's Everyman greatness.

Links:	Thanks Ant and Acleacius.
Play:	World's Hardest Game 3. Ultimate Frontier.
Story:	Super Bowl XLVIII - grading the best and worst from the big game.
Media:	Super Bowl Commercials from Feb. 2, 2013. The car we all wanted when we were two...Fastest Little Tike.
Auction:	Hasselblad camera used in moon landing to be auctioned off.