Taylor D. Actually posted his views on modern television and I'd just like to throw out my response (thank you, Taylor for providing me with some material on which to base my final blog post).

I couldn't agree more. Perhaps TV is just a dying industry and so caters to the lowest common denominator of viewers. I think a very appropriate opinion on television was best expressed by a good friend of mine, "It just seems like television is more or less white trash entertainment."
Sorry if that offends anyone but when I think of the amount of crap that one could watch, the amount of time once could dedicate to watching crap - then yes, I'd have to agree with him.

Also commercials. I fucking hate commercials. Waste of time, absolute waste of time. I have a select number of network shows like The Office, and Battlestar Galactica (mmmm, yes) that I can just find on-line for free. Why doesn't everyone just find the shows they like on the internet (they are out there).

I save so much time by not having to deal with such depressing requests for me to purchase Life Alert, Cash for Gold, or Extense "natura" Male Enhancement. You used to be able to tell a lot about viewer profiles based on commercials alone. Now, they are fucking everywhere. Doesn't matter if I happen across the discovery channel or cartoon network (late at night) I get asked to send my family heirlooms for (legal?) tender, while also getting barraged with subliminal messaging informing me how attractive I am while putting back a classy bottle of Budweiser.

I got no judgments, I just call it like I see it.

Cheers! (this is another show which is easily obtained on these new-fangled interwebz)

As the last day of classes approaches, followed by finals, students must look to alternative options for motivation, sleep, and a number of other important things.  Sometimes we have dogs that come in to relieve stress, sometimes you see a spike of students at the Davis center pool table.  Everybody's got their own thing that they do in the finals time.

Me?  I listen to music, and write.  There's nothing like blasting music until you can feel your brain vibrate, and writing with the emotion that kind of song listening can only give you.  That's how I get through finals week.

What do you do?

What is the difference between a song and poetry?

Both can rhyme, or not.  Many poems have rhythm, like a song would. 

Maybe the difference is in the intention of the poem (gasp! Intentional fallacy all you english majors!)  Poems are to display an image in your head, and while most songs do the same thing, most songs are a story of some kind.  A specific story, not neccesarily one wth a bigger meaning.  A poem isn't really a poem if it doesn't show you an image, and suggest the shit out of it. 

What do you find are differences, or unobvious similarities between songs and poems?

Thanksgiving Break.  It can be a time for joy, a time for thanks (obviously), a time for family, or it can be a time of other things.

I believe my Thanksgiving Break fell under the "other things" category.

While I had lots of family up, which is always great to see (other than the incredibly stereotypical comments about my foreign girlfriend).  We had so much family up, in fact, that I was kicked out of my room to sleep on the couch.  Better still, was the fact that my house at night is heated by one pellet stove.  Naturally, the heat rises.  The stove is in the Kitchen I was asleep on the livingroom couch huddled with my dog for survival.  He's a Mini Dachsund, it didn't work all that well.  Although, my call of "could get this worse", was soon answered at 6am every morning by my nephew playing bongo drums next to my head.

Hope all your breaks were less chaotic than mine.

Josh stands - lucky s.o.b. - and looks down the hall to the double doors. I can hear shouting. On the back of my chair hangs a backpack; same one I've had since 8th grade. I take out a picture and stare at it. I think it's my ex, Kinki. She was...hmm...seems like a lifetime ago now but I guess it was only a month before "The Event" that we split. I wonder if she made it down here too.

I slump back down, the memory of my last day's before the crash. Reveling in the last brief moments, standing against the breeze and the sun-.

I hear my name being called, "Chad," - oh right, that's me.

I have no idea who these people are. I just woke up and found myself in front of a screen. 2 screens. I have an inkling as to what I must do but can't move my legs. The back of my head is screaming at me in a low frequency and my hands are covered in blood. I don't know how I got back to my chair. Right, I'm paralyzed. Is it the afternoon? My clock says 11am but it's dark. Too dark. I'm underground. What the hell just happened to me? What happened to us?

Stevie Ray Vaughan makes my life.

Anyone who wants to hear heartbreaking guitar, electrifying solos, and brilliant rhythm, no one does it better than Stevie Ray.  Albeit, John Mayer is today's best I would say, Stevie Ray was his inspiration.  If you want to be in pain ( a good pain ) from the music that you listen to John Mayer, or his inspiration Stevie Ray Vaughan are where you should go next.  Highly recommend. 

Any others that I am missing?

If you're interested in some poetry, here was one that particularly moved me this week, Being an English Major and all.  Tell me your thoughts?

Trees fly by,
as a neon moon keeps constant
watch, watch as the world keeps moving,
behind the glass,
and the bus rolls on.

A tired man lays,
head rested uncomfortably against the window,
thoughts of his son reflecting in the glass
things he wished for
things he wished he had said
things he wished his son could see

and the bus rolls on

A ridged young woman,
stares blankly forward,
scared to death of what may lie inside her,
scared that neither she, nor her baby
will see the moon dancing betwixt the trees again,

and the bus rolls on.

A young man sits,
legs tucked against the seat in front of him,
thinking of a beautiful woman,
her hair around his smiling face,
her thighs around his waist,
her eyes gaze into anothers across town,

and the bus rolls on

daughters contemplating murder
pastors on the way to last sermon
criminals running from court
tired driver,
late night moonlight
child plays in the road

Boom.



And the bus rolls on.

Pretty intense stuff eh?  Let me know your analysis, boss!

Whenever you are feeling down, you can always take a look at this and feel better.  If you can watch this and not feel better, you have no soul.

Hey Chad -

Just so you know, Aim is on the way out, and SKYPE is the way to go.  Not only does it have a more consistent chat function, but the video chat and audio chats are great.  Wonderful if you're looking to entertain those foreign ladies, if you're into that.  ;-)

www.skype.com

So I got a new cell phone and figured I would give that whole texting thing a try. Let's just say I learn fast and soon I will be able to talk with you instantly, instead of having to wait for you on this web bloggy thing. Maybe when your home you can get me on that facebook thing all you kids spend days on. Yay! I am excited. ttyl. I am practicing my texting lingo. lol

It's the most wonderful time of the year! Well, almost. What do you want for Christmas Chaddy?!? If you don't tell me what you want I might buy something embarrassing! Get back to me on this blog thingy soon because I am dying to go shopping for all of my babies!

--Aunite Annie

What is a post about heavyweights without tony perkis...ben stiller is a complete genius. " Come here you devil log!"

Sorry for spamming your blog here Chad but I had to...hope you enjoy bro.

--Wayne Littal

Peace meng.

Just thought you would enjoy this considering we talked about this movie for hours a few weekends back...crazy the things you think of when dranking your face off.

--Wayne Littal

Chaddy I was wondering if you were able to get all the classes you wanted for next semester. Hopefully you did and you are getting all your requirements out of the way...you aren't on the five or six year plan like your cousin was...

Man, it seems like just yesterday that we arrived here...yet we are almost done with our first semester at college. Crazy bro, hopefully we can stick around a few more semesters to tear up this campus. I guess this half year has felt so short because I was basically in a drunken and high state this entire time...haha.

--Wayne Littal...the boss.

Peace meng

It is almost the end of your first semester at school Chaddy!!! Are you excited?? Make sure you eat well and get enough sleep in the coming weeks, you do not want to be tired and hungry for your finals. Good Luck!

Gabriel Iglesias is great, glad to see others enjoying his comedy. Off the top of my head I gotta say that Katt Williams and Dave Chappelle are my all time favorites though.

Josh we gotta hit up the gym, I too have consumed enough food to put out a elephant...I swear to god I have a boulder of stuffing lodged in me that is becoming another organ.

Hey my man Chad - Long time no see!

Sorry I haven't been around.  Crazed Turkey day break.  40 lbs man!  Hope you had a great Turkey day yourself, and you too Kinki!

I've seen this guy beforee.. He is sooo funny, i have another video of him.. it is worth watching it.

Yeah that is true. roni is always hating on us. Whatever.. yo chad, check this out!! hilarious man..

OMG, leave him alone!!! Why is this guy always hating on you Chaddy? DO you even know him? Oh well, dont worry about anything that he says, he is just hating...

Aww is this going to be a romantic trip? Well Spain is cool, Ive been there, done that. Germany? BEen there, done that, its cool, too.. How about France? Its cool, too. Not hating, just saying. You should check out Hawaii. haha losers

Yoo Chad, what are we doing for spring break bro? Look, let me enlight you a little. My cousin has a house in Madrid, Spain next to the beach. It is sick!!! Or how about this? My other cousin has a mansion in Germany and guess what? They both offered their house for the month because they are going to be traveling. And guess what's the only thing we have to do? Get tickets!!! WHat's up? Let me know my dude, because i am going either way :) SICKKKKK!!!!

Aren't you 20 or 21 already Chad? hehe jk jk your auntie is all worried about you, she posted 2 videos of people breaking bones and stuff.. You should respond at least, you know.. and tell them you are a big boy and can take care of yourself already.. if you can haha

Chaddy your mother and I are serious about you being safe this winter. You better always wear your helmet, and try and go slow through the woods. Also, if you really can avoid all those crazy contraptions that not are riddled throughout ski slopes, they look soooo dangerous. I don't want you to end up like this poor fellow...


Please use your head and be safe Chaddy!!

--Auntie Annie

Yo dude, me again...just wondering if your gonna be going to the UVMSSC turkey day yam jam on Friday. I know I will be there; rumor is they are gonna have a gnarly set up for us to shred. I am getting excited just thinking about it. Also, weather report says there will be some freshies on friday. This could be epic, you better not miss out. Let me know if you need the details son.

--Wayne Littal
aka Wayne "no longer clever enough for nicknames" Littal

Peace meng.

Chaddy I know you have been skiing your whole life but both you mother and I want you to be safe this year. I don't want you ending up in the hospital with broken ankles like the poor kid above. Just think about you well being when you are on the mountain. Do not do anything stupid please Chaddy. It would kill me to hear about my little Chaddy getting hurt on the ski slopes.

--Auntie Annie

Snow = Stowe
Chad, strap on your skis, and please don't forget your steez.
Stowe will be opening up in 2 days, 12 hours, and 44 minutes. So get ready to start shredding the mountain. Watch that video above and try not to get too excited bro, because it the not too distant future you will be those guys. I hope your ready because I plan on throwing down three's from the start and finishing off with some cork sev's, possibly with a switch landing thrown in there. Get pumped!

--Wayne Littal
aka Littal John Wayne
aka Littal Wayne's World
aka Littal Weezy F Baby
aka Ulysses

Peace meng

Your cousin Jeffrey Jr. is coming up for a visit this weekend to see what UVM is all about. I am trusting you with him so do not do anything dangerous; maybe show him the campus and the downtown area, but DO NOT take him to parties. He is a handful to deal with as is so I do not need him tasting the freedom of college life and coming back more rebellious. He reminds me of his father Jeffrey Sr. way too much, and we all know how much your Uncle loved to party back in the day! So Chaddy please be safe and take care of your cousin.

--Auntie Annie

It's me again just checking in again to see if you have any plans for the weekend. Now that I am free of the bubonic plague I need to hop out of my bed and into some random girls bed....haha. Therefore I suggest we start checking out the club scene this Thursday. Hopefully all this cold weather wont keep everyone from coming outside. In the meantime I am just going to sit here in the warmth of my room and beat Modern Warfare 2 for the 100th time....the game is like crack to me son. If Modern Warfare 2 was a women I would take it out to a fine dinner, maybe a movie, and then take her back to my place and......wow I've got to control myself here, haha. Well I am gonna go kill me some enemies for a few hours (I really mean days).

--Wayne Littal
aka Littal Weezy
aka Chuck "the iceman" Littal
aka The Littal Superstar
aka Lawrence

Peace meng.

First off I want to thank you for fixing my computer over Thanksgiving break as I have not been able to browse your little web page thingy here for some time. I see you have been going through quite the character change there in the past!! It was great to see you over break and I hope you had a blast at my house with all our family. Thanksgiving couldn't have been any better...well maybe if your Uncle Jeffrey did not drink so much and make a complete scene it would have been perfect, but then again it would not be Lebowski get together if he didn't drink himself into a stupor; at least this time he didn't pass out at dinner and snore. Well, I am going to do some browsing on the world wide web now since you fixed my laptop. Thanks Chaddy!!

Love your Auntie Annie

I apologize for my absence Chad, but let me explain myself real quick bro....I have had one hell of a month full of highs and lows. It was a roller coaster ride of pain and joy. First I was stricken with the horrible flu of the swine, and let me tell you that shit is ridiculous. H1N1 had me wishing i could go to class and learn for the first time in my life. That horrid sickness left me looking like that girl from the exorcist, my roommate had his holy water and bible out screaming "The power of Christ compels you!!!" One morning i woke up feeling fine and was so ecstatic I ran outside in my boxers to thank the heavens....but that only lasted a second or two because apparently while I was bedridden the ice age rolled in. So now as I prepare for the impending winter I say to mother nature bring on the snow yo!!!

--Wayne Littal
aka Littal Wayne
aka Littal Ceasar
aka Littal John
aka Steven


Peace meng

The theme didn't hold. I'm going to throw that out there now that we should have gone a separate way from the beginning. I became (tried to become (perhaps a little half-halfheartedly)) a boy - NAY - an adolescent who's rich and typical college experience was still beyond my meager scope. YES, a challenge and maybe a little but of a creation but I forgot one thing. I get bored.

My fictional experiences are not what I have been trying to force myself to describe 8 times per month. Hence my retreat to the "experimental Chad." The poor guy, he's got split personality disorder on like 5 different levels (how he hasn't gone off the deep end I can only gander - distantly of course). I'm starting to think that we should have gone with something more serious, like zombie apocalypse, or nuclear apocalypse, or oh oh, natural hazard apocalypse...

But we are almost through with everything and I still need to put out something. So I'm going to go ahead and try to crap gold for the next few weeks but I'll be surprised if we don't all end up stepping in something worth more than oxidized iron. I'll just keep experimenting with the various fractals of Chad's inner psyche, consistency to hell, its enjoyable.

The natty was oh so sweet for a Wednesday. I was chillin heavy with some bros in our common room (my room, where the action happens) and pounding back cold ones. We had some 'tourage goin from the DVD's I own and had a good start to the night. Still was pre-10pm so a bit of Madddon 2010 was in order with the Patriots taking the win (pounds all'round to my boiz, you know where you come from you KNOW where you come from). 11pm hit the clock and we hit the town and you know the rest by this point.

Only downside to the night was trying to get someone to buy us some awesome sauce down by PSB. It's been hard getting the hookup but we got it. But while we were waiting this half retarded guy, dressed mostly alright, but obviously drunk off his ass, kept trying to sell me his "refurbished" laptop. He probably stole it to be honest, the thing didn't have a single scratch to speak of. Anyway I was having none of it and bounced as soon as my connect came out with the goods. Partied up north st. righteous, got drunk enough to not mind the walk back to the dorms.

Goodnight Pearl St, goodnight sketchy dude with laptop, goodnight Wednesday.

 So, I've decided to be shameless in the face of another potential blog vote loss!  Sometimes you just have to play dirty, ya know?

What do you like about the Chad Lebowski Blog?  What would you like to see more of? Particular style of posts, or character that you like to hear from?  Make yourself heard about what ticks you off, what confuses you, what posts you loved, what styles you think are cool, and what YOU think should be going on here.

Give us suggestions in the comment box below.  Appreciated.

So, as unfortunate as it is I am a giant, diehard fan of the Philadelphia Eagles.  You might think, how on earth did you become a fan of the damn Eagles?  Don't ask.  I somehow fell in love with their electrifying style of play, and winning ways when I was just a young lad. Tragic huh?

However, I just got finished watching a game with the undefeated Saints (who mercilessly annihalated the Eagles a few weeks back), and have now seen that without a doubt the Saints are the best team in the league.  At 7-0 , it's hard to say they aren't, and they have absolutely everything.  A power back, a fast back, 2 big receivers, 2 fast receivers, All star tight end, great O-line, and one HELL of a quarterback.  Not to mention their stars on defense.

Now the question is, Are the Saints better than the Patriots?  :-O

I know, every NFL fan reading this is probably a Patriots fan, and A: Vomited when they saw I was a fan of the Eagles, and B: Scoffed at the thought of the Saints being comparable to the Pats. 

I would like to say that I too vomit at the thought of being near a Patriots fan, so don't worry, the feeling is mutual. On another note, although the Saints have been good before, they have never been quite like this.  They have never been so dynamic, and never have they so methodically destroyed teams like they have been doing this year. 
Well whats the point in fighting over it right?  They are both good teams, and we'll see at the end of the year?  No.

Luckily for us, 4 weeks from now the Pats will set foot in the Superdome, where they will be royally rocked on national television. 

Meet the best team in the league.  The Saints are for real.

Ever found yourself enjoying older technology, even in the face of the new age?

While there are games out like Madden 10, Halo 3, and Beatles Rock Band (all of which I have), I continuously find myself blasting off red shells in Mario Kart, or jumping on enemies in Super Mario World, solving the worlds problems in Zelda, or even play ultimate baseball (where you can make your pitches invisible!).  While newer games have become "better" because they are more realistic (some of them you feel like you are actually there!), gone are the days when you could grab a star and become invincable, or shoot fire from your bear hands. 

It's a shame.

This weekend, I enjoyed my first NFL football game!

Granted, it was between the Houston Texans, and Buffalo Bills, two fairly worthless teams, aside from T.O. and Andre Johnson (sorry to all the New Yorkers I just offended), It was still an incredible experience.

The first thing I noticed was how small the damn field is!  They make those fields look epically large on TV, and they are even smaller than a highschool soccer field!  However, the electricity in the stands completely made up for my disappointment in the size of the field.  The fans were wild, the food was terrible and $10, and the pros put on a show.

It don't get no betta!

If you went out on halloween night, you probably expected to find some ghosts, intermittent vampires, maybe even some princess' (oh yeah)

What you found was Bunnies, motorcycle chicks, whores, Hugh Heffners, and some with a flare of creativity.  You realize that what you have come upon is not in fact halloween, but halloween transformed into something else entirely...

The Slutpocalypse.

Yes, The Slutpolcalypse has arrived, and every girl on campus gets to dress as outlandishly hot as they can stand, AND get away with it.  While it sounds like it has a negative connotation, this holiday is actually a complete win for everyone involved.  Seriously, best holiday ever.  I hated Halloween, but the Slutpocalypse?  I can dig it.

Cool so it looks like we've got a few/many new "faces" around these parts recently (within the past 12 hours). I certainly hope everyone is enjoying themselves.

My thoughts on children:
- adorable from a distance
- messy
- miss the toilet when they try to piss
- loud
- shorter than me

...this actually describes most of my peers...

I sit for WAY too long in once place sometimes. I wonder what I would do with all the time I could save by not sitting in one place. How far could I walk across the country if I had a lifetime of about 30min/day. I'm sitting down now and I'm just about through with THAT.

A dark and festive revelry we commenced in these days now past most proximately. Our carnal natures finally expressed by the garbs in which we chose to adorn ourselves. Merry was the night, and substances of nature's own boon were hailed for their potency.

I myself fancied the bourbon of Bullet. 1858 - a very fine year. And I was awash with the fever of Hallow's Eve. Me and my fine gentlemen with morning coats to sport amidst the frocks and damsels of greater Burlington. Though I do wish I could have taken the night with my now past Elenore, taken by consumption years hence.

But for the one night, I need not grieve and night be worthy of future praise. And as such, I paraded around my auto-mobile until a mansion of dark and insidious desire did catch my eye. And there, in the basement, under the tromping of feet and the throbbing of dance, did I find a group of individuals; their faces obscured by smoke and their laughter intoxicating. I was not there long as Eve herself pulled me from the room to discuss my top hat and pocket watch.

I hope to God this "temperance movement" never finds more success than the fleeting thoughts I give it.

Hey Chad, this was a great weekend man. I had so much fun. I wish there was two halloweens every year. haha. Well, just passing by brother, take care. peace.

I got one.. ;-) After numerous rounds of searching. "We do not know if Bin Laden is still alive "Osama decided in his own hand writing to let him know he was still in the game. Bush opens the letter and it appear to contain a secret coded message 370HSSV-0773H
Bush was baffled, so he typed it out and emailed it to Colin Powell, Colin and his aides have no clue either so they send it to the CIA. Months went passed. USA was put on red alert and it was placed in a state of self imposed curfew. So it went to NSA, then to MIT, NASA and to the Special Secret Service. Eventually they asked Britain's MI6 for help. They cabled the White House "Tell the President he is looking at the message upside down". lol

So i was on the bus last night when I suddenly realized I needed to fart. The music on the bus was really loud. So I timed my farts with the beat. After a couple of songs, I started feeling better as I am approaching my stop. As I am leaving the bus, people are really staring me down and looking really angry. That's when I remembered, I've been listening to my ipod!! lol true story dog...

Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin? Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed? Why you dont see the headline "Psychic wins lotto"? Why is abbreviated such a long word? Why is it that doctors call what they do "practice"? Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons? Why is the person who invests all your money called a broker? Why is the time of the day with the slowest traffic called rush hour? Why isn't there mouse flavored cat food? When dog food is new and improved tasting, who tests it? Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections? If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?

A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out. He lay there al warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.
MORALS OF THE STORY:
(1) Not everyone that shits on you is your enemy
(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend
(3) And when you are in deep *&^%, it is best to keep your mouth shut.

Agree or not?

hey, short one!!
Johny is sitting in class doing math problems and the teacher picks him to answer a question, "Johny, if there are five birds on a tree and you kill one of them. How many would be left?" Johny says, NONE. None? why none? Johny replies, because if you kill one bird, the other ones will fly away. "Well the answer is four, but i like the way you are thinking." Then Johny says, ok i have one for you miss. "If there were three women eating ice cream cones in a shop... one is licking her cone, the second biting her cone, and the third one sucking her cone... Which one is married?" "Well," said the teacher nervously. "I guess the one sucking the cone? "No," said little Johny. "The one with the wedding ring on her finger, but I like the way you are thinking."

Soo.. it has been a long time that i havent seen you and last night I saw you at the bars. I did not say hi because you do not care anyways. I am tired of being behind your ass and you dont even give me a chance to even see me. Oh well, I hope it is not too late when you realize what I am. Ttyl. bye.

My GOD. Today was a journey down the road frustration and ineptitude. You'd thinking running a networked POP3 e-mail program would be a breeze these days. WRONG. Networks are an art of their own anyway, but try getting a signal to bounce through multiple gates with an adequate buffer to keep you out of the red. Try it I fucking dare you. Take your problems one step further because SOMEBODY (Harold, you cock) didn't check the returns on the hardline connections. Now we have like 50 Western Digital HDs to restore, a terabyte on each.

Anyway besides having the server cluster crash to the point of no return. I'm backlogged on multiple web pages that need to go out, like, yesterday. I just don't have the patience to sit and pound out a reasonable combination of HTML, CSS, Java, and C++. Spanish was hard enough back in the day and at least I didn't have to pass it through W3 validation. 4.0 is so strict!!!

Man, I don't know. Maybe my code is just dogs code. Whatever, at least they aren't coming out balls-nasty and the clients will accept them.

Alright, Chad 0110111101110101011101000000110100001010!

My truck is rusted, disheveled, a heap of nothing - my life.

I have a wild pack of family dogs - I have that and they are my closest neighbors.
(10 points for getting the poorly chosen reference)

I have a house and it stands all by itself on six concrete legs. It holds ALL my beer conveniently.
The mailbox is in the shape of a "birdhouse." I get mail from the NDP and the GOP and don't give a rat's ass about either one. I'm libertarian, you see, my acronym is NRA.

The closest thing to civilization is Williston. I shop at the wall mart, it is a mediocre experience. I like to look sideways down perpendicular isles. I like to see the little vignettes:
- A mother and her adolescent child. Mutual Screaming.
- Obese man on electric tricycle.
- College kids being frugal.
- Obese woman on electric tricycle. Man in stained tank top, big mustache.
- Obese couple on electric tricycles.
- Old people comparing paper towels.
- Single man, tall, no shirt, looks tired and wired at the same time.
But I'm just here to buy chex mix in bulk.

So I feel that College is a place of learning many things, but sometimes you learn how to do things you didn't anticipate.  Yeah, like speaking without words.

Today in class, I flirted with a girl.  I know, how very unique right?  Here's the kicker.

I flirted with her, without saying anything at all.

Some call this eye rape, I like to call it pimpin'.  When it's mutual and followed by smiles it's not rape anymore, right?  She was loving every second of it, just little bits of eye contact in succession with cute smiles.

The Upside: You give her something to remember.
The Downfall:  I don't have a damn clue what her name is.  Guess I'll have to go old school on her ass and actually speak to her.  Damn.  How can I Facebook stalk her if I don't even know her name?

I have difficulty enough with sitting down for multiple hours on end let alone with someone talking. My poli-sci teacher just has the most relaxing voice like you wouldn't believe. Like a pair of cooing doves having discourse on the rights of man through the eyes of Hobbes.
I think I'm in Love
And I'm supposed to take notes? I can hardly stay awake.
I come in mad tired anyway at 8am, how can a man not get lulled to slumbers peaceful and content?
My class notes have indeed suffered. My hand can not keep good will with the paper upon which I scribe.
Here, let me put it a manner we can all understand. For a picture speaks leagues for what words can only stutter.


Can you read that shit? I can't. And I'm supposed to study off it. I even pulled the classic "pen on paper, go to doze, and make an awkward line down the page" at various points. That is the power under which I am a slave. Perhaps her witchcraft is method to an end of her own - I know not. But I'll be damned to hell and back again if I should pull straight D-'s or worse in this class.

As winter rapidly approaches, we prepare ourselves for the long haul that lies ahead.

No more shameless flirting with cute college girls in summer dresses blowing in the wind, no more shirtless frisbee hunks on the college green with crest smiles.  No more pick up basketball games in the summer sun, no more laying out under trees with a good book as the day cools. 

Some will ski, some snowboard, and all can sled, but for many winter becomes a time of hibernation.  The sheer joy of life that envelopes college campuses during the summer, is suddenly stuffed underneath a white blanket, only to melt off in 6 months time.  6 months of this!  I guess we wouldn't appreciate the summers as much if we weren't forced to endure 6 months of arctic living for the other half of the year.

Although I will say, nothing "cools" you off like a walk on a crisp, clear winter night.

What is your favorite thing about winter?

A problem I have recently had.

As every 13 year old girl and I know, the latest of the Backstreet Boys discography hit stores a week or so ago. It's real lame (awesome), and I wouldn't listen to it if I was paid (I blast it through my headphones every night.)

Why are boy bands so damn catchy? When I liked the Backstreet Boys in my younger days, I was able to blame it on my immaturity. As I grew older, I had girlfriends (whom I loved) to confirm that I wasn't in fact gay.

But now, I'm 20 years old. The Backstreet Boys come out with a new album, and its got some hot tracks (I will say that it is not a solid album on it's own, but it definitely has a few sick grooves.)

How does this happen? Am I really the only one? 



Don't answer that.

A character must have attributes that fulfill one of two requirements.
1. Show people the attributes they share and can relate to.
2. Show people the attributes they are glad not to have at all.
Fulfilling both is almost impossible sometimes. It's just hard to keep them both well depicted without being boring. It's hard to make something that isn't boring. I would know, I'm bored all the time.
Sometimes you get an episode you just can't shake though not from lack of trying (but usually it is). You have to rely on some product of the world around you - to shake you from your sitting position behind the grease smudged glass (not drugs usually). And it's different for everybody. This ensures two things:
1. Everyone has that special something to peak their individual interests - nice
2. No creative endeavors will become popular - less so

I think tomorrow I'll be an IT professional. Or a chef.

What is wrong with the world today?
I'm looking on-line, actually right now, and seeing headphones that would cost me over 600 cash-money to get my groove on. My initial reaction to this was as follows:
1. "dude $60 for headphones is in no way good"
2. back to my thing
3. double take
4. WTF?
5. double check
6. WTF?!
7. Slow shake of the head and resignation to powers out of my control.

I can't ever imagine paying such a high and mighty price for something you'd probably forget in class on some piss-poor day. Those "Koss ESP-950"s better provide the most excellent of all comfort and sound while still being able to deflect bullets...and alien mental penetration rays.

Wayne I would be happy to bounce the town with you on Thursday but don't be saying nothing about my Auntie-A. She done nothing but wonders for my youth.
Anyway, lemmie see what my "obligations" are for the night and see if we can't cook up something mo' fine than wine. Might give Steel a ring and see if he can join us. You got a good place downtown? OH, and Kinki (if that is your real name). This will be a good opportunity for redemption for standing me up the other night. Maybe I'll see you there. MAYBE I WILL?

Man it's early.

Your aunt seems so lame Chad, live a little meng, enjoy college. If your not a wasted as that kid in the video every night starting Thursday I will be extremely disappointed. I want to find you passed out on church street Friday morning sleeping with a homeless person. Live it up!

Ill be seeing you later, Ive already begun gathering our crew of biddies for the club. Peace.

--Littal Wayne, aka Stuart Littal, aka the boss, aka Littal John Wayne, aka...roger

Chad I do not agree with what your friend is saying and think he is a bad influence. You have classes on Friday and should not be drinking the night before them. Its OK to indulge yourself on weekends, but let me remind you what happens when you drink too much. You don't want to end up like this poor kid...

Yoooo Chad my man you need to come out with me on thirsty thurs...probably gonna round up a group of ladays and grab a handle of crowne russe (only the finest $10 bottles for us) and hit up the clubs. Should be an epic night...hit me up bro.

Littal Wayne, aka Littal Weezy, aka Chuck "the iceman" Littal, aka... steve

Hey Chaddy, I leave for a couple days and you have a new layout and everything. Nice, are you trying to get me confused or anything? haha This page wouldnt be anything without me, you know. hey i was just passing by to show you some love(make fun of you) lol Remember this? you and your loser friend Joshua Steels. check it out!!! :) peace

CHadd, you have so many people that care about you. Listen to your auntie, come on now. haha She is so cute. Hey, by the way, are you going to just ignore me like that? I told you to meet up with me today and you werent there. Whatever, you lose. bye

JASHUA STEEL!!! I DON'T CARE IF YOU CHAD'S "BEST OF BROS" YOU DO NOT PUT ON MOVIES LIKE THAT ONE ABOUT THE SNAKE MONSTER (YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN)!

I SCREAMED SO LOUD I WOKE UP THE CATS!!!1

"people in every directoin no words exchanged no time to exchange.
and when all the little ants are marching red and black and ten awaving
they all do it the same they all do it the same way."
I won't pretend to know the great thoughts of the great dave matthews who is so great.

Item 2:
Joshua Steel, you are my best of bros and I thank you for being so heavy handed with posting all up on my wallz.

Item 3:
I'm atm (that means "at the moment" for you noobs (just picked that one up yesterday, fly - I know it)) trying my very most best to figure out some complicated issues. Nothing I can really go into at the moment. You know, trying to keep the cards close to the chest an all that. But we'll see what gets cooked up.

OMGSHHHHH!!!! He is the sexiest soccer player ever!!!!! I cannot believe you guys met Lil Wayne and Cristiano Ronaldo. OMG, we deff need to hang out soon Chad. You should be at pearl st and hungerford terr tomorrow at 5pm. You might find a surprise there. :) muahz

Call me a geek, but you have to look at this video Chad.  Take a good look at this thing It is insane! Check it out!

This weekend was a little off the hook for us, I'll let Chaddy explain.

But while we wait for that, What experiences do you have to tell from the weekend faithful readers?  Anything exciting or interesting that you want to tell Chad, Me, Auntie Annie, Kinky and crew about?  Let us know in a comment!

Oh man Chad.  Remember the good old days of Warcraft, before your mom took it away?

I think you need to call your mother Chaddy, she is beginning to worry about your well being at school. We all think that you are enjoying yourself a little too much. Your grades better not be suffering at the hands of your current lifestyle...call your mother now.

But on a more positive note...nice new layout Chaddy!

Yo chad my brotha it was good meeting you over the weekend. Wild time at the party, but next time I think you should hold onto the keg, not the dumpster handles that the keg is in...but that was funny as hell when the handles broke and you went face first into the keg. haha.

So next weekend i think it would ballin if we gathered up mad biddies and party hop, rasing hell as always. Peace out brotha, keep it real.

--Wayne Littal...aka Littal Wayne.

Hey Chad! here just passing by to say that i saw you by nectars on saturday mmm, and before that at the lacrosse party on main, you deff love PBr. i can tell. Sorry, i am not trying to stalk you or anything and sorry i cannot say my name here, it is too public. haha but we can maybe meet up some time. :) mmm yes, i got a big crush on u. peace

and my weapon of choice is PBR.

"I Usually hit up the Natty just for the price but when I'm looking to treat myself right I go for the blue ribbon. My name is Chad Lebowski and I approve this message."
- Chad Lebowski

Alright alright, calm down everybody.

Chad - You're white just remember that.  No matter how angry you get, you are still white.  Love you man, but you gotta keep that soul to yourself.

Kinky - Don't know who you are, or why you think you have any right to speak on here.... but that is one awesome picture you found of Chad!  Props!

Jap5 -

No point in responding to that.  He clearly had a misunderstood childhood. 

Hope everybody's day is going well, the weather has gone from perfect yesterday to crappy today.  Still loving every second of college.  I mean, its the best four years of your life right?

Yea ok "Japs5," tryin to be all trollin up in here but you got nothing short of admiration for me and Cpt. Josh Steel. Just 'cause a man can match toe to toe with me on mad Jim Beam don't make him my Nancy. You wana show us the right and tidy on 'dem biddies? HA (what I'm doing right now is laughing). You couldn't score one if the ball started in the back of the net! haha but naw naw, I jk, you 'aight.

You guys... are just too funny. Chad is Evin from the Superbad movie and you are McLovin lol. So ackward when it comes to girls. That is why you guys need to hang out with me a little bit more so i can teach you some of my hooking up abilities. Actually I don't think i should even bother, you have been like that since junior high and it is always a pleasure to make fun of you. lol I'm being kind of mean. I will stop now haha LOseRs! 

I have to say it, as Chaddy's best friend, his love life may need a preface.

Chad has always been jock-like, seemingly he would have women crawling all over him.  For some reason, that hasn't been the case.  Chad has always been a little shy, even awkward at times, preventing him from really puttin' the moves on the ladies if you know what I mean.  Not sure if it has to do with his love past, thats I'll let him tell you about. 

Anyways, I think college will be a good change of scenery for him, and hopefully he can find that spark he's been looking for.  I think he will, I mean honestly, How can he go wrong with almost 8,000 girls!  There's gotta be one out there for him right?  ]

Maybe even one for me!

Chad your recent blog post is alarming. Both your mother and I are severely disappointed in you, and the fact that you are bragging is appalling. Everyone parties a little in college, even I partook in the consumption of alcohol and illicit drugs...but i never inhaled! But you must never go to the excess. I am serious Chad, do not make the same mistakes your cousin did, we all know where the bongs and alcohol brought him...prison. So Chad I better never hear about you acting out again, you will.


What ever happened to the little Chad I used to know...you used to be so innocent. Look at you...awwwwww.

So Chad heed my warming...be safe.

It sure is a good thing that I'm around.  I also think its fitting how large the noses are on that picture my good old buddy Chad picked.

I think my picture fits the story better.

First of all, I will say he was right that he was trashed.  It didn't take him much though, 2 drinks and he was out.  Shame, I almost wish he was more of a heavyweight just so that his ego could be supported.

Also, these "biddies" that he hooked up with, happened to be women that we found when walking home up the street.  They were real attractive...(see pictures below)

Oh Chad.  He still has much to learn.  It's a good thing he's got good friends. 

I guess I need to take it easy (lol) but anyway, right now I pretty much feel like these guys. ------>

So pretty much made this weekend one hell of a blowout and I am nursing something fierce in the way of the hangover. Missed my class or two today. Whatevs. Either way I got mad drunk on Friday, macked on biddies, hung out with my bud Shawn-O, and woke up sometime on Sunday (late).


So I'm gana down me a nightcap of nyquill and call it.

Aww, i am Chad and i am still a mommy's boy. Haha sorry, but i could not help it. It is important to understand that those high school days are gone and that we are in college now. You also have to understand that your mom won't be there when you wet your bed, she won't be there to do the laundry for you, and she won't be there to read you bed time stories to fall asleep. You have to be more independent and more mature now Chaddy. I am not hating, don't take this as an insult, take it as a welcome to reality. This is college!! man up!!! haha peace
later lil Chaddy

Sweetie!! It's your Auntie Annie, and great news! I figured out how to use this crazy computer and this blogging thing. So now I can follow this little web page here that i heard you started. I cannot believe you are already in college!! This is so exciting! I can remember when you were just a little boy and used to have that little bed wetting issue...hopefully you have outgrown that problem, my little undergrad. Well, I just want to wish you luck and let you know that I will be keeping an eye on you through this little blog of yours. Both your mother and I want you to be studying, not partying! Remember if you need anything I am only an hour or two away. And Chad...wear protection, we don't want a bunch of little Chaddy's running around Burlington!

Hey -

So I guess this blog was made for my buddy Chad Lebowski, and I think it will be interesting to see where it goes.  A good place for him to put down his ideas and stories to remember forever, no doubt.  I decided it needed my input, as who knows what kind of nonsense might come out of the kids mouth, ya know?  You people want to hear the truth, right?  Luckily, you've got me to set the story straight.

I grew up with Chad, and we did everything together.  From chasing girls on the playground, to running from the cops, we've experienced it all.  Now we're ready to take college by storm, and let me tell you: College ain't ready for us.  Get ready UVM, It's going to be a wild ride.

- Josh Steel -

"Seriously, it will kick ass. And, it will be awesome."
- Chad Lebowski

I really think this quote truly captures the direction I want to take things. I just started here at UVM after four STELLAR years at Newhaven High (shout outs to all my dudes!). I'm probably gana be a business major so having a blog is super-important. I am all kinds of pumped for college and this is a good way to get the word out that The USS Great Chad has landed! Way I figure it, the internet isn't THAT big so I'm pretty set.
I'm definitely going to have some seriously unbeatable times here at school and I know that people love my stories so I'm going to wright them down here, in a format that everyone can read and comment about. I might even use this as an opportunity to read/comment about my own exploits. Because I can and, because, they will be awesome. Man I am so ready to start things off right! Maybe I'll find a gaggle (just love that word!) of chicks to escort to the parties downtown! Aight, Ima find that perfect party right now and get my game ON!

Chad out.

Hi.  I'm Chad Lebowski. 

And for right now?  That's all you need to know.  You'll figure the rest out, as I figure it out, in my freshman year at UVM. 

Strap in.

I go by the name Chad Lebowski. I don't really care what people think about me so if you hate me, don't even bother.

Whats happening...I'm Chad "The Dude" Ledowski and I'm basically the man. Enough said

I am Chad.

I am a freshman.

I am human.

I am Chad.