What is the most useless thing you still have memorized?

Faster than a speeding bullet,
More powerful than a locomotive,
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Look, up in the sky!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's Superman!
Yes. It's Superman, strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men.

Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel with his bare hands, and who, disguised as Clark Kent, mild mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice and the American way!



You're not the only one that still remembers that. Over the years I have recited that as well. Especially when I'm talking to a Batman nutjob, and I'm telling him that the Superman theme is far better than, na,na, na,na, Batman!
 

If it's new with fluid drive or it's old and has a claxon
and it needs expert attention call on Patterson or on Jackson
Jackson is in Jackson Heights It has it's service there
Patterson is in Ozone Park and treats you just as fair
They're DeSoto Plymouth dealers and for service you should think
of the Jackson Motor Company or the Patterson Motors Inc.
 
I had to write Schiller's "Die Glocke" twenty times in school (before ball point pens) because I wasn't paying attention. As usual!!! I can still recite it:

"Fest gemauert in der Erden steht die Form aus Lehm gebrannt,
Heute muss die Glocke werden, frisch Gesellen seit zur Hand,
Von der Stirne heiss, rinnen muss der Schweiss ... etc. etc.

And I swear, I have the worst memory in the world. I guess it was all used up on remembering that poem! :ROFLMAO:
 
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What is the most useless thing you still have memorized?​


Memorised from the age of 10, as it seemed to me at the time to be hugely significant. The speed of light in a vacuum in miles per second. 186,282.387 miles per second. Perhaps useless to most people, but it fascinated me as a 10 year old.
 
There's so much! Shakespeare...the qualify of mercy is not strained...wherefore art thou, o Romeo...and more

Phone numbers and addresses from way back. My grandparents' addresses and phone numbers, my own; the #21 bus from West Allis to downtown Milwaukee. It's never ending :ROFLMAO:
 
Still remember the Prince's speech in Romeo and Juliet.
I've been known to throw this out when getting chewed out for not completing a task by the wife.
Most times it gets a laugh, sometimes not...

"Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love;
And I, for winking at your discords too, Have lost a brace of kinsmen.
All are punished."
 
It’s embarrassing. 😖 But there are two things.

One is the Liptons tea bag jingle from the 60’s

Join the jigglers, Lipton’s jigglers,
Get with the teabag set
Lipton’s the one to get,
for the best taste yet
Come and refresh,
get the clean, fresh taste of today.
Any time’s a 10 second cuppa time
Join the jigglers now!

Do any of you Brits or Aussies remember this??

The other one is the Superman theme.

Faster than a speeding bullet,
More powerful than a locomotive,
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Look, up in the sky!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's Superman!
Yes. It's Superman, strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men.

Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel with his bare hands, and who, disguised as Clark Kent, mild mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice and the American way!

😂😂😂
I wouldn't mind having a pair of those nifty glasses that prevent anyone from recognizing me. That would really come in handy.
 

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Still remember the Prince's speech in Romeo and Juliet.
I've been known to throw this out when getting chewed out for not completing a task by the wife.
Most times it gets a laugh, sometimes not...

"Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!
See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love;
And I, for winking at your discords too, Have lost a brace of kinsmen.
All are punished."
Many years ago (1978), I was in an Off Off Broadway production of Romeo and Juliet. I played Romeo's servant Balthasar. I was in the opening scene where the Montagues and the Capulets were having a street brawl. I was fighting with an Italian foil with a Capulet (Gregory).
 
I still remember lyrics to childhood songs sung during music class in elementary school, many of which were seasonal. In the spirit of fall, I offer you “Halloween’s Coming…”

Halloween’s coming, Halloween’s coming,
Skeletons will be after you!
Witches, cats, and big black bats…
Ghosts and goblins, too…BOO!


Now you know why I have required years of therapy. I doubt that “Halloween’s Coming” is still in my elementary school’s songbook. Pity, that…🎃
 
I was seven years old when the record Little Nash Rambler came out. My parents got me that 45 record and I played it so many times I nearly drove my parents crazy. I am somewhat embarrassed to say that crazy song is still stuck in my head all these years later.

We had friends over some months ago and conversation got around to old songs that we hadn't heard for years. To say the least I had our friends laughing it up when I was able to belt out the entire song.

While driving in my Cadillac
Much to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy must have wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
Beep beep, beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep...........
 
I was seven years old when the record Little Nash Rambler came out. My parents got me that 45 record and I played it so many times I nearly drove my parents crazy. I am somewhat embarrassed to say that crazy song is still stuck in my head all these years later.

We had friends over some months ago and conversation got around to old songs that we hadn't heard for years. To say the least I had our friends laughing it up when I was able to belt out the entire song.

While driving in my Cadillac
Much to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy must have wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
Beep beep, beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep...........
Nowadays I couldn't remember (let alone understand) the lyrics of a song but, in my youth there were two that really stuck with me. And, no, I couldn't quote them now except for the first line(s)!

"High Noon" and "Sixteen Tons!"
 
1963/64 high school class, color coding of resistors mnemonic

Black >> Bad
Brown >> Boys
Red >> Rape
Orange >> Our
Yellow >> Young
Green >> Girls
Blue >> But
Violet >> Violet
Grey >> Gives
White >> Willingly
I learned the resistor codes as part of getting my amateur radio license in grade school. The Navy, as part of my training for Data Systems sent me to Electronics A school where I once again was taught the codes. The Navy also used a mnemonic to put this info into our heads. As the Chief who taught the course said: "if you want a sailor to remember something, make it dirty".

Yours is bad enough but the one we were taught was truly vulgar. I remember it to this day.


 
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Ah, three more completely useless poems and songs come to mind. Two from my French Class, the other from my English. And, no, I can no longer quote them in their entirety!

1) LE CORBEAU ET LE RENARD
Maître corbeau sur un arbre perché,
Tenait en son bec un fromage.
Maître renard par l’odeur alléché,
Lui tint à peu près ce langage :«
Hé ! bonjour, Monsieur du Corbeau,
Que vous êtes joli ! que vous me semblez beau !
Sans mentir, si votre ramage
Se rapporte à votre plumage,
Vous êtes le phénix des hôtes de ces bois. »

A ces mots, le corbeau ne se sent pas de joie ;
Et pour montrer sa belle voix,
Il ouvre un large bec, laisse tomber sa proie..... "

2) Sur Le Pont D'Avignon

Sur le Pont d'Avignon
L'on y danse, l'on y danse
Sur le Pont d'Avignon
L'on y danse tous en rond
Les beaux messieurs font comme ça
Et puis encore comme ça
Les belles dames font comme ça
Et puis encore comme ça.
Les filles font comme ça
Et puis encore comme ça.
Les musiciens font comme ça
Et puis encore comme ça.


3) Clementine

In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

The sad thing is that we learned all those poems and songs, yet when I came to Canada I didn't even know how to ask for directions or for the simplest things! Frustrating! But at least I could sing Clementine to anyone who was interested! :ROFLMAO:
 


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