The NFL, it seems, knows something about Columbia football that the rest of us don't. Despite Bwog's (and most everyone else's) expectations of our football program, our varsity quarterback has proved himself worthy of the majors. Senior Craig Hormann has been signed to the Cincinnati Bengals Cleveland Browns. Though he went unpicked in the draft, Hormann will don a new wild cat jersey in the fall. Congratulations to Craig!

Commentors are invited to explain this whole football thing to Bwog. How is one signed after the draft ends? How is one signed after leading one's team to a record of 1 win and 9 losses?

Jester prankster Alex Weinberg, who may or may not be making this all up, documents what happens when you win at puzzling. UPDATE, 12:07 PM: Additional photographical evidence has been located!

The cryptic ThemEarthMeteors puzzles began to pop up again this spring, stapled in dramatic "M's" along bulletin boards in Mudd and on the semi-permanent construction barrier in front of Butler. These flyers directed passersby to www.themearthmeteors.com, an equally mysterious website (now defunct) where you or I could submit our answers. I solved them as best I could, partially because I like puzzles, but mostly because I relish any excuse to visit a non-porn website. I solved three over the course of the semester and then forgot all about them.

Then, a few nights ago, a person named M e-mailed me to tell me that I had solved enough puzzles to join his secret society. Sweet. He provided the date, time, and location where would I could meet him. Since it's always been my policy to accept the rendezvous invitations of anonymous Internet strangers, I followed his instructions exactly.

On Tuesday night at 10:00 PM, I arrived, knocked twice, and whispered the password. I guess some other secret society had booked Columbia's Triga III nuclear reactor, the abandoned Pupin cyclotron, and our vast network of abandoned steam tunnels, because the most mysterious and creepy place they could hold their meeting was Mudd 327.