... the Thai that binds.

--Mal

I have picked up a used laptop, and the previous owner left a lot of crap on it (75 processes running at once?). My query, though, is about the behavior of SvcHost. When I start the 'Net (WiFi connection), it uses up over 2.5 gigs of memory, which since I only have 4 gigs, means that I'm using about 90% of my available RAM. This degrades my surfing experience, so to speak. But suddenly, after a couple of hours of tedium, I find that it's only using 80k or so of memory, and I'm occupying only about 30% of available RAM.
Okay, I'm an ignorant idiot, but why is this happening, and is there anything I can do about it? I kinda like surfing, watching the odd video, and posting at DU.

-- Mal

My computer died some months ago, and it's taken me this long to save up the money for a replacement. Damn all fixed incomes. Worse yet, I haven't been able to read any news since last October Is the Republic still standing?

I'm sure you all missed me greatly.

-- Mal

-- Mal

It's even blue and all.

-- Mal

... is the narrator, who is so vain she thought the pigs she was singing about would think she was so special, they'd treat her differently from all the other girls.

I don't think that's exactly what Carly had in mind.

-- Mal

... I've been about deaf in it for most of the century, but unable to do anything about it.

Wow, it is sure interesting to be able to hear in stereo again.

-- Mal

You don't often get polyphony like this in rock and roll.

-- Mal

Angling is a strange activity to me. You stab a fish with a hook, and torture and "play" with it until it dies of hopelessness, fear, and exhaustion. It would seem to be the perfect "sport" for sadists, yet anglers are mostly amiable, kindly people -- who would not love a harmless old duffer like Izaak Walton, who literally wrote the book on the pastime?

They tell me it's not like that. They tell me the fish has a fighting chance, if she is smart enough, and brave enough, and tough enough. She can throw the hook, break the line, and swim away with no memory of the brief terror. It's no big deal, they tell me, the hook will dissolve, the wound heal, and she won't be permanently harmed or have any memory of the trauma, the fear, the hopelessness. They tell me it won't hurt her at all. They tell me her fishy brain is not big enough to remember. Yeah, that's what they tell me.

After all, she's just a fish.

(Note: I decided to label this allegory so as to avoid shrieks of outrage from fisherfolk everywhere. For those who recognized it as such without the label, my apologies for insulting your intelligence)

-- Mal

Gentlemen, ladies: the recent assault on America has taken a large toll on many of our sisters. This thread is just to let them know we care. and we believe them, and we're going to work so this bullshit ends... NOW.

-- Mal