There was a big photograph on the front page of the Wall Street Journal, with the caption, “Pope Benedict XVI canonized five new saints, including a 19th century priest who worked with leprosy patients on an isolated Hawaiian island…<snip>”
Immediately, I said to myself, “Oh, it’s that Damien guy.”
I am not Catholic. I’m not even Christian. But I remember looking up the etymology of the name “Damien” a year or so ago. Many of the sites cited Father Damien as an example of famous Damiens. I remember being annoyed that the name Damien had hijacked by The Omen, and I felt slightly vindicated that before the movie, “Damien” called to mind a nice guy who helped sick people
Sure enough, I flipped to the right page and the new saint was “that Damien”.
That the term ‘wiki’ was picked up at an airport in Hawaii. Came up today in the copy room. I was stared at.
That George Lazanby was the second actor to play James Bond (we don’t count David Niven in my household, so don’t nitpick w/ Casino Royale)
Half my Tolkein trivia (there were five wizards, the other two were both blue, etc)
Any knowledge I’ve managed to accumulate about cars suprises the heck out of me. (Mostly because I specialize in useless trivia, and car knowledge tends to have a practical use)
My head is full of usless stuff you only need to fill out crossword puzzles, like the tip of a shoelace is an aglet, and the bumps in the middle of the road are “Botts dots.” My husband is constantly accusing me of making stuff up - why would I lie about something like that? 
The plastic rings that hold together six packs are called “flanisters.” Maybe spelled with two "n"s.