Maybe, just maybe, the world might be healing.

You’re in then you’re out, you’re dealing with heat waves, then with flooding, then with snow…

Happy first day of classes! Bwoglines is back and ready to help you start your day.

Welcome back to campus, Barnumbians! And welcome TO campus to the Class of 2026! We hope that, by now, you’ve settled into your room, met your roommates, and figured out how to use your room key. If you’ve done all those things—great! You’re officially on your way to becoming a functioning member of a college. […]

Welcome back to campus, Barnumbians! And welcome TO campus to the Class of 2026! We hope that, by now, you’ve settled into your room, met your roommates, and figured out how to use your room key. If you’ve done all those things—great! You’re officially on your way to becoming a functioning member of a college. […]

Welcome back to campus, Barnumbians! And welcome TO campus to the Class of 2026! We hope that, by now, you’ve settled into your room, met your roommates, and figured out how to use your room key. If you’ve done all those things—great! You’re officially on your way to becoming a functioning member of a college. […]

Welcome back to campus, Barnumbians! And welcome TO campus to the Class of 2026! We know we’re a few days late to the NSOP train, but we hope that, by now, you’ve settled into your room, met your roommates, and figured out how to use your room key. If you’ve done all those things—great! You’re […]

I could have written “Somebody That I Used To Know” but Gotye couldn’t have written this Bwog In Bed.

Nothing like raccoons sifting through garbage to get your attention span to lengthen.

Not in the swing of things yet…

Expand your artistic horizons, and listen to a 10-minute song to waste time.

With the true end of the school year tantalizingly close, here are some tips for the home stretch.

Today’s Bwog In Bed is all about great works of art—like “Shot Sage Blue Marilyn” by Andy Warhol, and Lover by Taylor Swift.

The light at the end of the tunnel is coming, y’all.

Every race with a winner has to have a loser. I am the loser.