<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:30:19.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another product of procrastination:</title><subtitle type='html'>The deep thoughts and epiphanies of Chad Dillard</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-107009379234883062</id><published>2003-11-29T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T00:17:21.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's been a minute.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im back... just in time for thanksgiving break.  Today was the day after thanksgiving also known as lets-see-every-cranbrook-person-possible day.  I kicked it off with going with my boy, to Somerset mall where we obviously saw lots of CK people.  Its kind of good to see some people whom u havent seen before.  then i went to dinner with my old highschool girlfriend.  But here is where the weirdness begins, when i enter the Birmingham bar and its filled with cranbrook people.   Its funny to see how some people have changed and how some have not.  Then of course are those people you are certain you will never see again... Suprise! i just drank a beer with one of them...  No bar/quasi-reunion is ever complete without asking where they're going in life.  One guy i know is now an Armani model.. WTF!!!  I cant wait 'til people get married and have kids, thats where the real shocker starts.   So until next Thanksgivng, GOOooooo Cranes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-107009379234883062?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/107009379234883062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/107009379234883062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107009379234883062' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-106141916130063712</id><published>2003-08-20T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T15:39:21.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh my god! Summer is ending....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is what i thought to myself today.  Somewhere in between thinking about what color i'm going to paint my new room, figuring a date to move in, getting football tickets, and asking people where are you living this yr/what section are your tickets, i realized school is fast approaching.  Looking back on my summer, i've realized something else, it was kind of boring.  But, LIVING IN MICHIGAN=BORING.  I never seem to accomplish what i set out to do during the summer (i.e. work out, read more, relax, get into the stock market)  and now i find myself wanting a little bit more time to do those things.  Don't get me wrong I'm excited to get back to living in the AA.  But this is it, the last hurrah, my last year, my last welcome week, my last football season, and all that other cliche shit.  So I'll probably be just as lame and make a list fo my things to do as a senior along with everybody else(if anyone has any good ideas, let me know), but that's ok, because you are only a senior in college once. That brings me to my next point.  I always resented the fact that people said, "enjoy your college experience, they are the best years of your life".  So is it all downhill from here??? in that case i don't want to graduate.  I'm staying in for a while longer.  It's just depressing beliving that you will be leaving the best years of yoru life to work 60+ hrs at some job and living in reality.  I'm personally happy in my little isolated bubble of ann arbor, and wouldn't mind staying a little longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-106141916130063712?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/106141916130063712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/106141916130063712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106141916130063712' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-105727900199426647</id><published>2003-07-03T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T17:55:42.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Gita has brought it to my attention that it is July 3rd.  This means that i arrived in london exactly one year ago today.  Last summer was one of the best summers of my life! Period!  It was ironic that such an amazing summer started off with such a horrible 1st day in London.  it all was kicked off when i was detained by customs then had to lug 120 lb bags across the largest airport in the world, then my bags broke while i was on the tube, and on top of it, it was rainy.  But after that, i met the coolest bunch of ppl that summer.  Shouts out to rubio, bernard, andrea, fusco, bolen, janell, meghan, gita, cotts, becca, joanna, liz, becky, paul, beth, leslie, jen, alex and diego(is that everybody?).  All my villanova cats!  To those of you who read this, you guys gotta keep in touch, esp to those seniors (cotts, meghan, rubio, bernard, etc.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good memories:&lt;br /&gt;- wheel chair racing&lt;br /&gt;- late night BK runs after getting out of the club&lt;br /&gt;- Rock Garden&lt;br /&gt;- O'neils&lt;br /&gt;- Cheers&lt;br /&gt;- stalking macedonian popstars on the internet&lt;br /&gt;- the big bang theory rubio never explained&lt;br /&gt;- "Mama Mia, ma-ma..."&lt;br /&gt;- "heyyyyyyeyyy baby, ooh, ah, i wanna know, would you be my girl"&lt;br /&gt;- Fly By (gita)&lt;br /&gt;- futbol in hyde park&lt;br /&gt;- team canada&lt;br /&gt;- passin the courvasier on our historic pub crawl&lt;br /&gt;- projectile vomit on passers-by during the pub crawl (no names, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;- LSE karaoke&lt;br /&gt;- "tottenam court road"&lt;br /&gt;- 70 pound bar tabs&lt;br /&gt;- my wingman (fusco)&lt;br /&gt;- wagamama&lt;br /&gt;- janell getting "lost in fabric"&lt;br /&gt;- sippin wine in leicester square&lt;br /&gt;- fusco's mom&lt;br /&gt;- those nights when we'd come into the computer lab and IM each other from across the room like the losers we are...&lt;br /&gt;- that annoying text message beep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodtimes kids, goodtimes.  Now im all nostalgic...ah well, might was well look at my london photo album.... one love to the london crew 2K2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock garden anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-105727900199426647?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/105727900199426647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/105727900199426647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105727900199426647' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-94348917</id><published>2003-05-14T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T13:52:36.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been brought to my attention that there is an opera based off of the Jerry Springer show in the works.  American society has finally hit rock bottom, lets be honest, we all knew it was just a matter of time.  But seriously though, US society started its downward spiral with the inception of the daytime talk show.  This slide goes back to phil donahue, montel williams, jenny jones and of course jerry springer. What really stunned me was when i walked into a room and the show entitled "am i hot" was on NBC.  The whole premise of the show was to rate people based on physical attraction.  I couldnt beleive my eyes. I started thinking to myself, who is mroe superficial, the people that came up with this idea or the pathetic schlubs who sit and watch this each week.  And we cant forget Bachelor XIV and the bachelorette IV the next generation of reality tv shows.  Where are we going to go next?  That's my question... Jery springer is headed to broadway and i suppose many of us will follow....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-94348917?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/94348917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/94348917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94348917' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-94306604</id><published>2003-05-13T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T20:37:09.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the record,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep--&gt;underrated&lt;br /&gt;Showers--&gt;overrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the sleep thing, its just the best thing ever created.  i always end up in those dreams that i never want to get out of and then something wakes me up (alarm clock, parents, phone, etc.)  and then i always try remembering whree i left off.  Out of all the times that has happened, ive only been able to continue my dream from where i left off.  It's serioulsy a tease when you try and go back to sleep and make your dream come back to you.  Then you sit there like an idiot for another 15 minutes trying to concentrate on getting that good dream back.  So in conclusion, more sleep, less interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for showers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said.... overrated.  OK so as of today i havent taken one in a day.  I might be a little dirty but its ok.  Showering takes up way too much of my time (I love how i say this while i am on the 2 biggest time wasters 1. blogging and 2. AIM, but that's besides the point).  I sit there at least for a half an hour staring at water coming out of a hose in the wall.  I could be doing more productive things like working on my paint empire.  so in conclusion, shower=time waster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-94306604?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/94306604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/94306604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94306604' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339984.post-93514639</id><published>2003-04-29T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T22:40:44.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is blogging huh?  I still dont get why people are so crazy abou this.  Anyways, If anyone is intersted in why my website is called southcentralbaby, here's the answer.  OK, so me dorsey, noah and suj were waiting in line to get into line at Touchdowns.  Soooo i wasnt quite 21 but i had my dope ass cali fake on me and was pretty confident about it.  so when it got to be our turn the bouncer took my ID and looked at it and where i was from and was like, "oh cali huh.  wehre do you live?"  and i was like "uh south central".  and he let me in after saying "oh my bro lives in the city".  and for the record, I NEVER said baby after south central.  It wasn't my smoothest moment but there will be many more where that came from.  So thats the story of my blogspot address.  Im gonna get back to doing what i do best.  Talking on AIM!!! PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339984-93514639?l=southcentralbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/93514639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339984/posts/default/93514639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://southcentralbaby.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93514639' title=''/><author><name>chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06602257388788826494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
