"Taipei" is a love story, and although it's Lin's third novel it's also, in a sense, a classic first novel: it's semi-autobiographical (Lin has described it as the distillation of 25,000 pages of memory) and it's a bildungsroman, a coming-of-age story about a young man who learns, through love, that life is larger than he thought it was.
The Wheelwriter may have had great advances -- it had a full page of memory and a boldface type option and could erase whole words; it could even be linked to an I.B.M. PC as a printer.
vm.swappiness=0 reduces paging of memory to disk, which increases interactive performance.
In addition to the usual dynamical properties as an associative memory, the BNN-2 was shown to exhibit volume-holographic memory: it switches to different pages of its memory space as the frequency of the coherent modulation changes, meaning context-sensitive memory.
The first 126 pages of "The Memory of All That" reaffirm the publishing creed that bad parents make good memoirs.
Hindley responded by submitting hundreds of pages of childhood memories – almost a million words – but never confronting the unbearable reality of the killings.
His pages of stuttering memories about favourite trees, or the lagging on the boiler-pipes in his house, would be interrupted by cries for help: Sweet memory, the unreliable handmaiden of the past.
The anger is unleashed in an impressively uninterrupted 40-page flood of memories, and it is fascinating to witness the smoothly flowing waters of a lonely professional life turn into a rage-filled torrent, bringing the wreckage of a violent, homophobic American upbringing crashing through the narrator's mind.
Even in 10.7 "Lion", which ostensibly has TRIM support, you'll find you need to do some tweaking to get things working well – otherwise you get what I came to call the "TRIM pause" as the system dligently wipes a big chunk of no-longer-needed virtual memory from the SSD in order to free up some space as it writes a new page of virtual memory.
It was, in fact, what had first caught my attention, so many years ago, in that final page of "Speak, Memory": "something in a scrambled picture... that the finder cannot unsee once it has been seen".
On the opposite page of her memory book, she recalls that "in the middle of these years of fury and disaster," her father suddenly died of a coronary thrombosis, and "a grotesque and horrible thing" happened at his funeral.
