The phone number at my home growing up as a child. The building is gone, the phone is gone. The number remains.
I was talking with my wife about that a couple weeks ago, how I can remember my childhood home phone number, but don't even know my own actual phone number.
Me too. Back then you had to know your numbers by heart and thats the only one I still know.
It did help that it was only 4 digits after the area code
Your city only has 4 digit phone numbers??? Where do live??? The place phones were invented???
(That joke would play better if everyone knew where phone numbers were first installed, and I could just say the city name....ok, let me try something else)
Where do you live??? In Alexander Gram Bell's living room???
Meh.
Germany in the 1980's. In the first few years we even had to share the line with our upstairs neighbours, their number was one removed from ours.
But four digit numbers were pretty common back then.
Ah yes, good ol phone number of 1
ETA: Why'd you downvote me? Did I accidentally dox you?? Fine, we'll pretend like your phone number is 2
The produce codes for bananas, green grapes, red grapes, and cucumbers, from my first job 28 years ago.
X equals negative B
Plus or minus the square root
Of B squared minus 4AC
All over 2A
Sang to the tune of pop goes the weasel.
I haven’t done pre-calc in like 10 years, but this song still lives rent free in my head.
"Why, Mr. Anderson, why?
Why do you do it? Why get up? Why keep fighting?
Do you believe you're fighting for something, for more than your survival? Could you tell me what it is, do you even know? Is it freedom or truth? Perhaps peace. Could it be for love?
Illusions Mr. Anderson, vagueries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose.
And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love...
You must be able to see it Mr. Anderson, you must know it by now. You can't win, it's pointless to keep fighting!
Why Mr. Anderson, why?! Why do you persist?!"
Typed from memory.
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Genesis Exodus Leviticus Numbers Deuteronomy Joshua Judges Ruth 1st Samuel 2nd Samuel 1st King 2nd Kings 1st Chronicles 2nd Chronicles Ezra Nehemiah Esther job psalms proverbs Ecclesiastes song of songs Isaiah Jeremiah Lamentations Ezekiel Daniel Hosea Joel Amos Obadiah Jonah Micah Nahum Habbakuk Zephaniah Haggai Zachariah Malachi
I'm pretty sure I can do the New testament also but I think you get the point.
Something something Bible. I have no idea what any of this means.
It's just the list of the books of the old testament.
I went to a Christian School and one of the tasks one quarter was to memorize them and recite them.
After you've done it a handful of times you realize that there is a rhythm or a cadence to the words and it's easier to memorize them by memorizing the cadence then it is by memorizing the words themselves.
What a useless thing to teach to children. By reciting the names you still don't know anything about the content.
I'm sorry they made you do that.
Not actually reading the content was the point. If you don't read it, you won't learn how fucked up it really is.
I before E, except after C, and when rhyming with "a," as in "neighbor" and "weigh."
Useless because it's wrong.
Proverbs 27:14
"He who blesses his neighbor with a loud voice early in the morning, it will be counted as a curse to him."
Or the updated version:
Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.
Someone tell my fucking kids.
5:30 am comes early.
Two all beef patties special sauce lettuce cheese pickles onions on a sesame seed bun
My wife gets an honorable mention for being able to recite the "what did you say to me you little bitch" copypasta in its entirety on a dime and as fast as she can say it
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I had a lab TA in college who made it a point to teach everyone how to pronounce his name. But that's about it. He wouldn't help you unless you an attractive blonde woman.
So fuck you, Ashitosh.
A static shock is 4116° for such a short fraction of time that it doesn't burn you
The missile knows where it is because it knows where it isn't...
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
Have you heard of Swiss cheese? Here's a song that tells you all about it. (This was my only line from a play in the 1st grade. I'm 50 now.)
You can't handle the truth! (I know that whole monologue by Colonel Jessep.)
my old Wells Fargo checking account number from 20+ years ago
my student ID number from my first university 20+ years ago
Deoxyribonucleic acid.
My brain made it into a jingle and now I can't ever forget it.
The Weird Al Show theme song
OP asked for useless information
Pi to 30 digits.
Pi to about 150 digits. Fun fact, if you knew the exact diameter of a circle the size of the known universe, and wanted to calculate the circumference to within the width of an atom, you'd only need about 40 digits. More than that is pure overkill for any practical application.
I bomb atomically Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries Lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits
Tremendous, ultraviolet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millennium Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets Queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
I am the hip-hop-potimus, my rhymes are bottomless...
macbeth soliloquy and a poem I was required to memorize in high school which I managed to do even though it took extreme effort because of the way my memory works. similarly because of the strange way my memory works I basically know them 30 or 40 years later now but it can take a little time for me to get them going. I actually have pulled out the soliloquy a few times in internet comments so not totally useless.
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