Brain clutter

[labradorian]

Hey, I remember the lyrics to “It’s a small world!”

Too easy. I corrected my Grade 1 or 2 teacher on the lyrics. For that, I had to sing it solo at a school concert. The other two years I was at that school, I had to be an elf in the Christmas concert (hated having to wear red tights), and Frosty the Snowman in a cardboard Frosty costume.

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[labradorian]

Though the mountains are high,

Don’t “the mountains divide,” ?

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[Minxsmom]

Originally posted by SeaDiver:
When I was in college, I could remember the phone number of every friend and aquaintance my roomate and I had. One day, I decided to write each of them down, in case I forgot any crucial contacts. Low and behold, a few days later, I had trouble recalling many of the less important numbers. By putting it all down on paper, I had given my brain “permission” to forget a lot of useless crap. I felt like I had done a thorough cleaning job on a dusty old attic. Since then, I write down all the trivial stuff, and let my brain take care of the important information.

Yeah, well that would be great, in theory. But, my brain would forget where I left the paper, too.

[voguevixen]

For some reason I have a knack for remembering obscure names of stuff that inadvertently make people feel foolish for not knowing it:

“So I’m driving across those bumps in the road–”
“The ‘Botts Dots.’”
“What?”
“They were invented by a guy named Bott, they’re called ‘Bott’s Dots.’”
“Why don’t you shut up?”

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