Change agent. Romantic radical. Hot pilgrim.

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 2,928,166 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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Game! Of! The! Night! 2/27/2008 - American at Navy
Perhaps it has something to do with the Presidential race or something, but the balance of power in the Patriot League has definitely tilted towards America's capitol region. The champions of recent years, Bucknell and Holy Cross, can be found at mid-table.

The Daily Paragraph 2/23/2007 (Hallucination Hoops Nation Edition)
Anyway, a lot of weird stuff occurs in late February. Teams that have worked for 3 1/2 months to build an NCAA resume and eight weeks to create a conference-record castle in the sky are starting to get worn down, waiting for that second wind that will take them through to March. Were these games simply all a Who-Shot-J.R. dream? .

Good Morning Hoops Nation December 5
SOMEWHERE IN MISSOURI -- Our Ultimate Project contest ends today -- or rather, the first phase of it. There were so many great entries (over 40) that I personally can't decide on who The Mid-Majority's No. 1 work-in-progress big man should be. So we are going to put it to you, gentle readers.

Bias
In case you haven't heard, our great nation recently concluded a long and protracted and polarizing popularity contest that decided, among other things, our heads of state and guiding ideologies for the foreseeable future. It was often marked by severe disagreements that pitted American against American.

Bally Gras (and Other Delights)
In honor of Fat Tuesday, here's Bally with a king cake on a recent Louisiana trip to Northwestern State. The plastic baby is usually hidden in the cake somewhere, and whomever gets the piece containing it is the king and has to buy the cake for the next party as proof of his (or her) ultimate Mardi Gras benevolence.