George Carlin died. If you haven’t seen any of his routines, you should hang your head in shame.
Here are 2 clips that you should watch, then go search out some more and remind yourself what funny is.
Religion is Bullshit
A ‘Classic’ Carlin Clip
Quite how this guy discovered his artistic niche is beyond me but it’s certainly a very entertaining way to spend 3 minutes. NOT for those of a moderately prudish disposition.
So, I previously mentioned that I am a profile moderator for the website Hot or Not. This is not as exciting as it may sound. It mainly consists of reviewing every photo that gets submitted to the site as well as every change of text has to also get reviewed. It’s very easy to go into a trance and then suddenly realised you’ve been clicking accept or reject without really knowing if you chose the right option.
Those boffins over at Hot or Not must have figured this out as every photo and profile change has to be voted on by moderators. Only once it has received a certain number of accepts will it actually appear on the site which makes it quite good as these sites go. The enemy are the affiliates for adult dating sites who create fake profiles in order to harvest the email addresses of people who are declaring themselves to be A) Adult, B) Single and C) willing to spend money and enjoy sex. The usual trick is for them to send you the link to an adult dating site, they tell you that you should make a profile, which is always free and then you can send ‘adult’ messages and photos, you make the profile and discover you need to a paid member to send messages so you dump the profile or pay up. If you dump the profile, the affiliate wins small scale, usually $1-$3 per person who makes a free profile. Still not bad tho. If they sign up and buy a membership the affiliate wins bigger scale with commissions ranging from 50% of the paid membership, every time it renews up to one off payments of $150 so, if you could get even just 2 sign ups a day you’ve generously increased your weekly income $2,100 or about £1,100 in real money 
So, last night Chris, Fred and myself were heading off to see the rather smashing The Mentalists! play in a pub near Old Street. After finishing work we headed to a local hostelry which was honouring a ‘free Guinness’ voucher we had, along the way Ralph and Harry joined our entourage and we stood outside, supping ale and discussing the depth of the clouds and at what time the rain would start, said whilst trying to make the most of the alleged sunshine.
During our time out we ‘befriended’ an American girl who went by the name of Melissa. Melissa was cute, very cute…very cute and very drunk! So drunk she thought I was 26, yes…that drunk! We had a short but frequent conversation which consisted of her asking me my name, asking me why everyone hated Americans, asking me what I thought of Obama and how she wanted to vote for him but is afraid that he won’t be able to deliver and therefore the trusty McCain might be a safer pair of hands. Then she would go back inside to chat to her friends and then upon returning, we’d have the exact same conversation. Her reaction was amusing when she asked me if I thought she was pretty and I replied, “Yeah, you’re okay” if she wasn’t so close to falling over I swear she would have stamped her foot. Then she almost fell over laughing when she twigged I was joking.
So, what to do on a Sunday afternoon? The laundry has been done as has the vacuuming and cleaning, there are no weeds in the garden (not much in the way of flowers either but that’s another blog altogether!) If I had a TV I would no doubt tune in and drop out but I don’t, so I must find some other relief…heaven forbid I should venture out!
