I wanna take Tracy Jordan behind a middle school and get him pregnant

Alec Baldwin is great.  I wanna move to the country with Tina Fey and have like 8 kids and grow our own vegetables and wicker our own furniture. But Tracy Jordan is the real star of 30 Rock and probably the funniest black man in America. I know alot of you guys are getting pretty stressed out with exams so here’s some funny to ease the tension:

Since we’re on the topic of crazy black men, what the hell is up with P Diddy? He is on this whole new YouTube/Justin.tv tip with shitty vlogs and even shittier videos. I guess it’s kinda interesting because Diddy’s self directed “mini movie” for his I Am King fragrance is pretty much exactly what I would expect to see if the people who post videos of cats sleeping would make if they were given million dollar budgets. The first video comes to us from Disque Primeur and second was Paul’s catch:

A H AH AHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And since we’re on the topic, here’s a picture of Steve Wozniak peeing.

Anyone familiar with Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force will appreciate this picture (this one’s like Where’s Waldo, you gotta look for it): “Oh man, Foreigner, that takes me back to their concert in ‘86. I totally copped a feel on this drunk chick. That was AWESOME!”

Today was a good day

reddit.com, my favoritest website was on fire today!

First, there was the eHarmony screen grab.

Then, there was Yo Dawg.

(Yo Dawg is a soon to be “big like Chocolate Rain” internet meme, here’s the original)

Then, there was You beat two trees.

And to top it off…This.

Just wanted to hotlink some love.

Ha Ha!

This shit makes me laugh everytime I see it. I think it’s extra funny because it’s an animated gif which means instant goodness on loop.

Found it at crap.fi

Third Times’ a Charm

Hi, internet. My name is Mo.

I don’t know about Jon, but this is my third venture (I think) in blogging. My first blog attempt was a  collection of cool shit our roommate Paul and I found online and commented on. We spiced it up with some [very little] original [not really] content and shit talking over the internet. We wanted to call it “thatsbeef.com”. It was relatively successful, in large part thanks to a Seal Rapist post Paul made (people search for weird shit) but we got lazy and posted less frequently with each passing week. It was my Joy Division–so much potential, died so young. It was called Paul and Mo.

My second blog attempt was much more ambitious and much less successful. Last year I was really into N+1 Magazine, a literary journal based out of NYC. I decided in the summer that I would venture into virgin intellectual territory and write an intellectual blog about video games. Ironically, my first post was a long-winded treatise (I think that’s the proper terminology) on why there was no intelligent video game journalism or writing in general. I answered my own question; people who play lots of video games can’t write good. The blog was hackneyed, poorly written, superficial, hyperbolic and self-important. It’s like when hot girls with little imagination or personality get into photography. I won’t give its name or post the link because this one’s embarrassing.

Which brings me to this blog. Jon and I are aspiring DJ’s / techno superstars. We have Ableton installed on our computers (although I don’t use a Mac for ideological reasons), go on the Hype Machine like every single day and just saw Justice live. So we’re pretty much ready for the big time. After reading Gosh Damn’s awesome blog, I decided to bite their style and start a blog to hype our shit. But we don’t have any shit to hype yet, so we’ll just resort to cheap parlour tricks to keep everyone’s attention until we start producing shit. This means witty writing, cool links, hot music (not “by us” per se, but mixed by us) and homoerotic humor.

Jon and I have been watching Season 6 of Curb Your Enthusisasm religiously so it’s only fitting that this be the first posted item (Enjoy!):