It is not necessary for you to try and think of sixteen things simultaneously. Even less so when twelve of the sixteen things have nothing in common. You are not Google. You do not need to provide me with random search strings about the number of petals on a tulip or why one type of elephant has smaller ears than the other.
Seriously. No love.
P.S. Although finally remembering the thing that I was too tired to write down last night was a nice bonus.