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Psychological study suggests that use of profanity could be a source of pain relief.
Stonking article by David Mitchell on the strangeness of people being offended by profanity. “It’s daft to say a particular sound, regardless of context, must never be uttered, and ironically only guarantees it will be, by giving it rebellious cachet.”
but that's not what I saw when it caught my eye in the supermarket. This is what happens when your designer doesn't give a, ahem, "fuel".
The problems with randomly creating strings… “It turns out that one day in the not-too-distant future, our random number generator gets filthy. On that day, one out of every 128 licenses generated will start with the F-bomb.”
“Fuck is just a word. I use it liberally when I don’t feel like filtering (and I feel that by not filtering, the post will be better for it). So get over it, you bunch of pansy ass, oversensitive, hypocritical whiners.”
Greasemonkey script to fix one of my pet peeves — W*nk*rs wh* ast*risk sw**r-w*rds. If you’re not willing to say “fuck”, saying “f*ck” isn’t any more genteel, you f**ker.
This is an archive of groovmother.com, the old blog run by Rod Begbie — A Scottish geek who lives in San Francisco, CA.
I'm the co-founder of Sōsh, your handy-dandy guide for things to do in San Francisco this weekend.