Bwog was born out of remedial html coding and ramblings about Russian art. Life was never very easy in the beginning. Spec was curious, Gawker didn’t want to play nice, and Bwog tried to be the big kid on the playground.
Since then, Bwog kind of grew up, but never at heart. There has been a mix of the useful with the absurd. Growing pains are definitely in our future, but we’ll keep chugging so long as there are bellies to fill and PrezBos to creep.
We would like to thank you, our dear readers, for your tips, tweets, comments, and love.
Forever Yours,
Bwog
cake via Wikimedia Commons
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@Anonymous lol at gawker article and days that people actually read spec
@let the years to come do what they may
@O HAI GUYZ Dear Bwog,
Sometimes I love you, sometimes I loathe you, but damned if you don’t keep me coming back for more. Happy Birthday, Many Happy Returns, Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!
– CC ’12
@Dear Bwog You have been a wealth of information. Your staff … only the best. You have become part of the Columbia University culture and beloved by students, alums, administration and staff.
A. A. Milne said it best.
Now We Are Six – A.A. Milne
When I was one I had just begun
When I was two I was nearly new
When I was three I was hardly me
When I was four I was not much more
When I was five I was just alive
But now I am six, I’m as clever as clever;
So I think I’ll be six now for ever and ever.
@Anonymous Happy birthday Bwog!
@Woah, You guys have the same birthday as Lily Potter
@YOU I want to be friends with you.
@YAY! http://tinypic.com/r/abql8l/5
@YOU !!! Now we actually have to be friends.
Foreveralones and all of the pumpkin pasties? I will bring the schnapps that will magick into butterbeer.