Groundhog's Day

So, me and Bill Murray are sharing a pitcher of Hoegarden in heaven, right?  It's Ladies Nite, and he's hellbent on showing me a good time. 

"So?"

"So, fuck," I said, "I couldn't believe it when I heard that song again that morning... I was like, I learned the piano, and I learned everything about him, and I've done more for the local homeless population than I care to recall... Lord knows it... More than I care to recall."

He nodded, wordless transfixed.

"And nothing," I said.  "NOTHING, Bill, I'm screenfrozen, it's raining."

"Snowing?"

"Snowcrashed."

"I don't know what to tell you."  He said.  "That's not how it was for me.  Cold reboot?"