They both go off again two minutes later to remind me of the same thing.
Dijon-vu mustard... (Sorry)
Reelection.
I am going to make the bedrock.
Harambe
Apple Sauce
They both suffered the loss of one very important port.
Tacos. Overheard an old man telling another guy how he lost his farm in Mexico, and how the smell reminded him of tacos.
Because it reminded him that time was moving forward.