What is something a little out of the ordinary that you have intentionally memorized?

The words to Life is a Rock But the Radio Rolled Me by Reunion. It is original rap
I bought the record in 1975 and probably played it a thousand times.

(I can demonstrate at the next Flutherfest!)
Wilson Picket, stop and kick it!

The words to Otto Titsling

“How time fwies!” -Elmer Fudd

Mairzy Doats!

@kritiper Reminds me of “Dwivin’ in my car” – Robin Williams does Elmer Fudd doing Springstein

@kruger_d Never heard of that and had to look it up. OMG! :D

Ozymnadias

^^ and dozy dotes :-0

My recipe for spaghetti sauce comes from Simon and Garfunkel…
Parsley, saaaaage, rosemary and thyme.

My mom taught me the following when I was a weee lass…

Ladies and gentlemen
Horses and mules
I come before you to stand behind you
To tell you something I know nothing about.
This Thursday’s Good Friday, women’s society,
Men only.
Everything’s free, pay at the door.
Bring your chairs, and sit on the floor.

Several phone numbers from when I was about six and name of a game me and my sisters made up along with the names of the characters we would play from about the same time. Certain lines from movies I’ll never forget. Stupid nick names for people and dumb little rhymes.

All the gen1 pokemon names.

Bars and grills. (For “boys and girls.”)

Please do not throw sausage pizza away.

Points if you know why without Google.

^^ I give up!

I memorised the locations of some notes I hid when I was a child about 60 years ago. One was hidden under the floorboards of my bedroom and included a threepenny bit. I can no longer remember what the note was about but I’m confident I could find it if it were possible to return to that room. The house has had a series of owners since we left.

The other was hidden in a crevice in an old tree beside a burn where we used to play. I tried to find this note once but couldn’t. The area of woodland had changed so much that though I knew I was close to the hiding place I couldn’t locate it.

It seems slightly odd behaviour and I can’t explain why I did it.

Just this little ditty: “I’d hold my road ‘gainst an emperor, I’d not give way to a king. To the Triple Crown I’ll not bow down but this is different thing. I’ll not fight against the powers of the air, sentry pass Him through. Drawbridge let fall He’s the Lord of is all, the Dreamer whose dream came true.” Don’t recall why I memorized that or even where I saw it. And I’m by no means religious. It just grabbed me for some reason.

^^ I like it!

@Blackwater_Park So why can’t we throw away a sausage pizza? I’ve been true and haven’t googled it!

My college creed.
Many quotes that I like.
Many Bible passages.
Many poetic quotes, but not full poems so much.
All numbers that are uniquely mine like DL and SS and credit card.
Many Latin phrases.

First and Foremost – Secret Agents can’t reveal certain things.
Almost everything in my career.
Every chord and pentatonic pattern on the guitar.
The combination to a safe 20 years ago so I don’t have to safe-crack it now that I am not in the family.
My Grandmothers recipes.

@smudges It’s the popular mnemonic for memorizing the layers of the OSI stack.
How about: My very educated mother just served us nine pizzas.

@Blackwater_Park Mother very thoughtfully made a jelly sandwich under no protest.
Which is now outdated. :-(

I miss our ninth planet.

^^ LOL I never would have guessed! Like: Every Good Boy Deserves Favor! which was so popular that The Moody Blues made it the title of their 7th album

@canidmajor awww…poor ole Pluto!

I grew up with so many mnemonics…
HOMES
FANBOYS
sinOH cosAH tanOA (I’ve seen soh, cah, toa, but I like the rhythm of sinoh, cosah, tanoa better)
Roy G. Biv
the knuckle mnemonic for counting dates in a week
all the factors of 9 add up to 9 (i.e. 2×9=18, 1+8=9, 2+7=9, etc)

There’s one more to help memorize the president’s cabinets (pre VA and Homeland), but I’m not sure I remember it right—St. Dagiac L. HewHudTee.

^ That’s been changed to:

My very educated mother just served us nude.

I also have floating around in my head:

The legal definition of “declaration of intent”, complete with accepted form and purposes, in German…to the tune of the theme song…of the cartoon version…of Enid Blyton’s book ”Twins at St Clare”.

Better go home every night completely paid. (Belize, Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Panama)

These math mnemonics:

I wish I knew the root of two.

O charmed was he to know the root of three.

Now we strive to know the root of five.

I also know the song lyrics for the first 25 digits of pi, the reverse alphabet, the Periodic Table and this mitosis song. Though the Periodic Table is getting foggy. And maybe lyrics are “cheating”.

@longgone I still remember most of the common gases and their molecular weights. With the magic number 22.4 I can convert those numbers into the real world gas density at STP, standard temperature and pressure.
What the density of Oxygen? 32/22.4 = 1.43 kg/m3
Acetylene: C2H2 MW 2×12 +2×1 = 26 /22/4 = 1.16 kg/m3
Xenon: Xe MW 131 / 22.4 = 5.85 kg/m3
And so on. The answer will easily be within 1% of the laboratory experimental value.

Quick! What’s the density of CO2?
.

.
12 +32 =44 1.97 /22.4 =
1.96 kg/m3

I left one off of my list that deserves to be there: All of the curse words in Italian.

The Mewlips, by JR Tolkien

The Shadows where the Mewlips dwell
Are dark and wet as ink,
And slow and softly rings their bell,
As in the slime you sink.

You sink into the slime, who dare
To knock upon their door,
While down the grinning gargoyles stare
And noisome waters pour.

Beside the rotting river-strand
The drooping willows weep,
And gloomily the gorcrows stand
Croaking in their sleep.

Over the Merlock Mountains a long and weary way,
In a mouldy valley where the trees are grey,
By a dark pool’s borders without wind or tide,
Moonless and sunless, the Mewlips hide.

The cellars where the Mewlips sit
Are deep and dank and cold
With single sickly candle lit;
And there they count their gold.

Their walls are wet, their ceilings drip;
Their feet upon the floor
Go softly with a squish-flap-flip,
As they sidle to the door.

They peep out slyly; through a crack
Their feeling fingers creep,
And when they’ve finished, in a sack
Your bones they take to keep.

Beyond the Merlock Mountains, a long and lonely road,
Through the spider-shadows and the marsh of Tode,
And through the wood of hanging trees and gallows-weed,
You go to find the Mewlips – and the Mewlips feed.