The Curt E-mail and Hanlon’s Razor

An e-mail came in and it was brief. No pleasantries; no salutations; just straight-to-the-point. In many cases, that'd be fine. But in this case, it felt curt. There wasn't a lot of history behind sender and receiver, and the main message wasn't a particularly pleasant one. Still, having learned about Hanlon's Razor, I checked myself:... Continue Reading →

Calendarising

6:20m: "Have to bring home work tonight," I said to my wife, "maybe I'll run tomorrow." Not the best of starts to my "starting serious training" regime, and frankly quite frustrating. But I'm a professional, and I suck it up. 6:30pm: Maybe, I thought, if I finish early I might still go. 7:30pm: Dinner. "I... Continue Reading →

Why do I run?

When Polly wants a cracker, Polly eats a cracker. But the million-dollar question is not whether parrots and humans can act out their inner desires - the question is whether they can choose their desires in the first place. Why does Polly want a cracker rather than a cucumber? Why do I decide to kill my... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑