| Ive noticed in my life; My brother has an exceptional sense of smell... and he had a wonderful memory. I personally, have a compltely retarded_sense of smell, and a poor mem. I was extremely involved in martial arts (pre-olympic, blah blah) and got hit in the nose a lot) -- I had a photographic mem until I was about ~14 which I originally thought of as the first time I smoked pot -- but really it was when I started Martial arts... ((I used to take tests in Biology whereby rather than doing the test, I would re-draw the entirety of the chalkboard of the class for that test - and not answer a thing) (I have memories from 6 months old... where a girl named Wednesday attempted to smother me in my crib with a pillow) ((hippy commune, 1970s, Sanf Francisco -- yes my mom was friends with Jim Jones -- I have incredible memories)) but I relegated my mem loss to various things -- but I have a REALLY poor sense of smell currently. and a poor mem as such. (However, I can tell you every single passwd Ive ever typed into a machine. The first ISP passwd I was given in the early 90s by netcom auto gen was "FblQ00Ho" in ~96-ish... ((part of my frustration in IT when someone says they cant recall they passwd)) We should have a device that provides a scent when someone selects a secret - and then have them select the passwd induced by the scent. (I dont give a heck about how nuts the above sounds... its real. thats why its called NOSE-To-LOGIA nostalgia. (I love dissecting etymology) -- I wrote the following joke eons ago about photographic mems as such: "I have a photogenic memory... Whenever I think back on myself - I look fantastic" |
While I may be completely full of myself, I enjoyed reading your comment, and it struck me how people with totally different experiences in life may have more of a human connection than you'd think once you start looking at finer details. I appreciate it!