It's Groundhog Day. Again.

Like last year I spent the Sunday before Groundhog Day proper in a movie theater watching the Harold Ramis film 12 times in a row. Also, like last year, I spent a good chunk of the night searching for clues as to what mysterious forces may be behind Bill Murray's Phil's plight. I'm still leaning toward Ned Ryerson, but I may be on to something else.

See that hat? See how it kind of has an angry looking face on it?

See how it is often watching Phil, staring with its angry eyes.

See how someone in the Tip Top Diner has drawn the hat's face, hanging the drawing on the wall as a warning to us to watch out for it?

That hat is evil.