Category Archives: Swear-filled ranting

Call Out Gouranga And Be Miserable

This was originally written some time before 2003 – probably around 1999/2000, as that’s when I was a student at Strathclyde University and got stopped by the Gouranga cultists every week on my way to and from Glasgow Central train station. A discussion on Twitter reminded me of it, so I thought I’d post it [...]

Fat Fucking Fail

This last weekend I assembled the exercise bike and actually started to use it and record data on fatfuckingbastard.com. After settling in to using it every day, today – the fifth day of using it – the thing went ‘clunk’ and stopped feeding data to the ‘trip computer’. Annoyingly it did this at four minutes [...]

Scotfail.

A warning, gentle reader: this post is filed in the category ‘swear-filled ranting’. When I say ‘swear-filled’, I don’t mean I say ‘gosh-darned’ a lot. My goal here is The Thick Of It-level swearing. This particular post is the result of First Scotrail deciding that trains don’t need to run on time or finish their [...]