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Episodic memory and self

 conversations with AI In the context of the mind, episodic usually refers to that specific "mental time travel" we do—the ability to re-experience personal events rather than just recalling facts. It’s the difference between knowing that you read a book and remembering how it felt to sit in your chair and turn the pages.Since you are often deep in the weeds of philosophy and the "dialogue" of reading, here is a quick breakdown of how episodic memory fits into the bigger picture: The Memory Breakdown  * Episodic Memory: This is your personal autobiography. It’s tied to a specific time and place. It’s what allows you to remember building your Corsi-Rosenthal Box or the specific feeling of a conversation with Kim.   * Semantic Memory: This is your internal encyclopedia. It’s knowing the definition of the Hegelian Dialectic or knowing that Linux Mint is a distribution. You have the facts, but not necessarily a "feeling" attached to when you learned them.   ...
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Running Through a Deep Freeze

 A Short Burst of Movement in a -33°C World Despite the brutal cold snap gripping Lethbridge, Dixie and I managed to squeeze in a short run to stay active. The Garmin logged several minutes of movement, just enough to shake off the cabin stillness and feel the bite of -33°C air. Dixie was unfazed—her paws never lifted in protest, no signs of discomfort, just steady motion and purpose. She did her business, we turned back, and that was her only real run in two days. The rest of the time, she’s been darting out for five-minute bursts before retreating to warmth. It’s a reminder that even in deep winter, a little movement matters. The cold may limit our options, but it doesn’t erase the drive to get outside, breathe sharp air, and share a moment of motion with a dog who’s always ready. Short runs like this aren’t about distance—they’re about showing up, together, even when the weather dares us not to. Nigel, this is a solid snapshot of your workout intensity and power output. Here's ...

Finding My Rhythm Again

 A week of short walks, quiet moments, and figuring out how to move through the noise — inside and out. The dog and I headed out for another walk today, slipping through that treed‑in section I love — the part that feels almost excluded from the rest of the park, quiet and naturally serene. I stopped for a photo, thinking we’d do the full loop all the way to the fire hall, but that plan changed fast when a lone coyote appeared out in the field. Maybe it was by itself, maybe not, but I wasn’t interested in finding out or paying a vet bill to learn the answer. Dixie’s big enough to discourage most things, yet a pack is a different story, and my conscience nudged me toward the safer choice. I found myself tugging her lead like we should be running, even though I haven’t run in ages thanks to my neck and shoulder. I’m trying to get by without Motrin or Tylenol, so we kept it steady, turned back, and made our way home — no drama, just a reminder that even a simple walk can shift gears i...

A Warm January Walk With Good Company

 Sunshine, Quick Steps, and a Happy Dog A Warm January Walk Bryan and I managed to sneak out for a walk today. Nothing long, nothing tracked—just a quick out‑and‑back before Kim finished work. Even in the rush, it felt good to get moving, and the sun gave us one of those soft January skies that make winter feel almost kind. The dog had a great day herself. Yesterday she scored raspberries, and today she upgraded to 250g of cottage cheese mixed with Udo’s DHA oil and chia seeds. She’ll get the other half of the container later, so she’s basically living her best life. By the time 5 o’clock rolls around, she’s fed, happy, and ready to relax. Work got done, the dog got walked, and the evening was all about catching up with Kim. We ended up talking holidays—dreaming about travel, imagining the dog coming along, because honestly a traveling‑dog story would make the blog even better. Hope everyone’s having a wonderful Friday. Here’s a short clip from our walk to end the day on a good not...

The "Deep Dive" Reflection

  intellectual growth. Title: 71 Titles and a Lot of Questions: My 2025 in Audio They say you are what you eat, but I’ve always believed you are what you listen to. Looking back at my 2025 Audible stats, it’s clear that I spent the year on a quest for context. With 71 titles under my belt and an average of 92 minutes a day, my commute and chores became a classroom for Politics and Social Sciences. My "listening peak" hit in August—45 hours spent deconstructing world systems—but the real standout was my deep dive into the work of David Graeber. Spending 26 hours with his perspective (specifically Bullsht Jobs*) changed how I look at the modern workforce. Whether it was exploring the "Economics of Belonging" or the historical reach of "How to Hide an Empire," this year was about awareness. I’m heading into 2026 with a much noisier brain, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Lately, I’ve been looking closely at the data behind my reading habits. For the ...

You’re Focusing on the Wrong 4% — Here’s What Really Moves the Needle

  It's not a pill that will make wonders numbers on a scale or putting all your wealth in supplements..... pardon the AI generated image it tried the best it could.  either i spend the time making it myself or just let AI do the pie....   Pareto principal 80-20% that get results not an even half and half pie. 20% is exercise and 80% diet and if you break down further 20% is action at the 80/20 rule is 4%. That is your supplements out of that 80% diet and 20% this is exercise. Saw this on a video and started talking to it with AI I like my Udo's oil "healthy fat" that's my 4% supplements support $50 every two months once a day or every other day with Metamucil $35 three times a day for a month and a half  Also my cup of ☕ but I'd say that was not my 4% Out of supplements  It changes from the edge to performance  Did for me at least But looking at diet as 80% is a huge part also having a few go to meals that go voila or Jinga or Wha-la I look forward to ...

Grey Muzzles and Moonlit Moments

 Woke up early to walk Dixie, Stepping outside while I still could—and glad I did I didn’t track this walk at all—I just wanted to get out while I had the chance, and honestly, I didn’t think I’d make it out today. The dog is pretty hard to spot in the photo, and most of the shots I took didn’t turn out as nicely as yesterday’s, but you can still catch a bit of the moon hanging there as a waning gibbous. She’s starting to get a touch of grey in her muzzle now, which shows up more in certain light. Even so, I enjoyed the time outside. It wasn’t too cold, but cold enough that a toque felt like the right call. My sleep has been a bit off lately. I woke up at quarter to four with that familiar neck and shoulder pain, which definitely disrupted things, but at least I’d gone to bed early enough to still get close to eight hours. It really does feel like this has been the year of back and neck issues. Motrin took the edge off this morning, and getting ahead of the pain early made the sta...