Another datapoint

reminding me why my mother called me the absent minded professor when I was five years old.  Today I went to the gym, and when wasI changing after working out, I could not find my keys.  I remembered having them, so I panicked.  Of course they were in my unlocked office across the road.  Such things happen to me not infrequently.

Yet I can still remember formulas from courses I took 20 years ago, ones that I have not needed to use since the final exam.

And I try, too.

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