Since the early days of our acquaintance, Sean has reminded me of a story of an old college roommate/friend(?) from his freshman days. This guy, let's call him Kenneth, was in a relationship with a girl, let's call Kandis. And this Kenneth made the fatal mistake of inviting his friends into his serious freshman year relationship by divulging a sacred tradition he and Kandis started and it was this: Wherever they were in the day, at 11:11, AM or PM, they would stop and think of the other.
Obviously this is not going to be quietly accepted by your male friends in particular, and Sean said whenever they were together (probably when Kenneth wasn't there) they would say "Shhh! It's 11:11. Think of Kenneth and Kandis." He doesn't know whatever became of them, but is sure they didn't end up together. But for 8 years now, Sean and I have continued this tradition: "Stop! It's 11:11. Think of Kenneth and Kandis." And it just makes me laugh, and it also makes me wonder what idiotic things my friends of yore remember me by. Sigh.