I’d see to it that you never have to open another math textbook for the rest of your lives

This afternoon I got my class out of an econometrics quiz.  I spent last night working on my Show me Love re-edit (mashups are so web 2.0) so I was in no way prepared for it. With 20 minutes left, the prof remembered we had a quiz today. I was zoned out for most of the class thinking about what it must have been like to go to rave parties in the 90’s (set to an ever-looping Show Me Love). Anyways, I jump in before any of the grad students can say anything and make the case that we’re at the climax of our super important and complicated lesson on Maximum Likelihood Estimators and the quiz would only ruin the learning process , setting us back for Thursday’s class. Most social science professors would see right through this  garbage pantomime and start handing out the quiz. Economists, however, have two weaknesses:

1. Economists love talking about and explaining economics (Jon and myself included)

2. Efficiency takes priority over everything and it would in fact be more efficient to delay the quiz

Skills!

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!):