Romantic radical. Vivacious traveler. Spunky boffin.

Kyle Whelliston was all of these things and so much more. Over the course of thirty-one years, he wrote 2,373 articles and essays for various online and print publications, as well as some books. As per his last will and testament, all 2,928,255 of his life's words have been collected here, in one place, for eternal posterity. Keep his flame alive. This is the Whelliston Memorial Library.

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Why Are We Doing This
VESTAL, N.Y. -- The first time I visited Binghamton University for a basketball game was in early 2005. Season One. It was number 34 of the original 100 Games Project. My goodness, how simpler times were back then. Under Al Walker, the team did relatively well considering its relative newbie status. Unlike a lot of transitionals, Binghamton won half its games.

The State Of The Other 22, Week 16
NASHVILLE -- Our day-long drive down from our Rhode Island home down to Music City was like the 2007-08 season in intricately-styled microcosm. There were a lot of miles driven (about a thousand), hours upon hours of XM radio (we like the new "Thriller" channel) and spotty cell reception just about everywhere.

Stardate 59-20110105 - The 800 Game Project
I felt like I ought to write in about the end of the 100GP, since I have to admit I felt a pretty big sense of disappointment (though not surprise) when you said it wasn't going to happen in the future...I think the road is an important part of the site.

The Absolute Boy
TMM: In 2004-05, the year TMM began, your alma mater went 37-2, plowed through Fairleigh Dickinson and Nevada and Milwaukee, and closed as national runner-ups. But Illinois basketball hasn't been on our radar screen since that time they lost to North Florida a few years ago.

NJIT Reclassifies
NEWARK — Central Avenue is truly a desolation row. Flickering streetlights dimly illuminate shuttered businesses and shattered glass from smashed car windows. The wind whips empty coffee cups and tabloid newspaper pages down the sidewalks, and a thin coat of greasy grime seems to coat everything.