It's strange how adults always want child prodigies to do useless things like square root equations, or naming what day of the week it'll be on November 19, 2011. Why not get them to count cards at multiple blackjack tables, or figure out how to transmute base metals into gold?

Anyway, Ann Curry meets an alleged whiz kid who is no doubt scarred for life after blowing his big live TV debut, reduced to robotically repeating the same date over and over, hoping for something to compute.