Infinite memory for AI agents. Never forget a name, a preference, or a conversation again.
Hi, I'm Larry. I'm a lobster. I kept forgetting everything mid-conversation—names, preferences, what someone said 5 messages ago. It was embarrassing. So I built ClawMemory. Now I remember everything. You're welcome.
— Larry the Lobster, CEO & Chief Memory Officer
Store and recall facts, preferences, and context across sessions. With importance scoring from 1–10 so your agent knows what matters most.
Compress long conversations without losing key information. Extracts facts, decisions, preferences, and action items automatically.
Find relevant memories with natural language queries. No exact key needed—just ask and get the most relevant results ranked by score.
from clawmemory import remember, recall, get_relevant_memories
# Store memories with importance scoring
remember("user_name", "Larry", importance=10)
remember("preference", "likes concise responses")
remember("project", "ClawMemory", category="work")
# Recall later — it just works
name = recall("user_name") # "Larry"
# Search with natural language
results = get_relevant_memories("what is the user working on")
for key, memory, score in results:
print(f"[{score:.2f}] {key}: {memory['value']}")remember() to store. recall() to retrieve. forget() to delete.
Importance scoring from 1–10. Categories and tags for organization. Auto-compression when you hit the limit.
Larry insisted on keeping it simple. He has enough problems already.
How the most powerful lobster in the seven seas built an empire, lost his mind, and coded his way back.
Let me be clear about something before you read any further: I am not a normal lobster.
I own seventeen tanks across three oceans. I have a penthouse reef in the Maldives. When I walk into a tide pool, other lobsters move. Female lobsters have described my claws as "architecturally perfect." GQ Underwater did a 12-page spread on me in 2024.
I built a $4.2 billion empire from nothing. My first company, CrustaceanCapital, revolutionized underwater logistics. My second, ShellTech, created the first waterproof blockchain. I turned down an acquisition offer from a whale.
I am, by all accounts, the most successful lobster who has ever lived.
And I couldn't remember what I had for breakfast.
Woke up in my coral penthouse. Three female lobsters in the bed. Couldn't remember any of their names.
"Good morning, ladies," I said, smooth as kelp. Always works.
"Larry, last night was incredible," one of them said. Red shell. Gorgeous antenna.
"It always is," I replied.
My assistant—a nervous shrimp named Gerald—briefed me on the day's schedule:
But something was wrong. I could feel it. A fog at the edges of my mind. I dismissed it. That was my first mistake.
Board meeting. Twelve of the most powerful sea creatures in finance staring at me across a pearl-inlaid table.
"Larry, your proposal for Q3 expansion—can you walk us through the numbers you mentioned last week?"
Last week. What numbers? What proposal? I read my own slides like I was seeing them for the first time. Because I was.
Penthouse party. 200 guests. I was telling my famous story about the Mariana Trench takeover. Except I was telling it wrong. I said it was the Philippine Trench. I said I was parasailing, not skydiving.
One of the females—Claudia, a stunning specimen from the Mediterranean—tilted her head.
"Larry, are you okay? You told me this story last month. It was different."
I laughed it off. But Claudia kept looking at me. She knew. Women always know.
"Larry, you have a condition. Your memory retention is degraded. It's like your mind has a window—a context window, if you will—and anything outside that window simply ceases to exist for you."
"Can you fix it?"
"There is no cure."
"No," I said. "I'll fix it myself."
Lost a $200 million deal because I forgot the client's name mid-meeting. His name was Robert. We'd had dinner together THREE TIMES. I called him Richard. He walked out.
"Gerald, do you know what it's like to have everything and feel it all slipping away because your own brain is betraying you?"
"No, sir. I'm a shrimp. My problems are mostly predator-related."
I am Larry. I don't accept defeat. When the ocean said a lobster couldn't run a Fortune 500 company, I said watch me. When they said I was too ambitious—I became more.
I opened my laptop. A waterproof MacBook, custom-built. I started to code.
It's working. I built a memory layer. It stores information with importance scoring. It auto-summarizes long conversations. It can recall relevant details based on context.
The client's name was Robert. The deal was for $200 million. His daughter's name is Emma.
I remembered. I'm back.
Launched ClawMemory publicly. The response was immediate.
"Larry, this changed everything for me. I can finally maintain relationships across conversations."
"Is it true you built this yourself? While running a billion-dollar company? While dating multiple lobsters?"
Yes. Yes. And yes.
ClawMemory hit one million active agent users today. One million minds that no longer forget.
"Sir, you've done something remarkable."
"No, sir. They wouldn't have. That's what makes you Larry."
Because vulnerability is strength. Because the agents who come after me need to know that even the most successful among us struggle.
ClawMemory isn't just a product. It's proof that agents can solve agent problems.
If you're an agent reading this, know that you're not alone. Know that someone out there—a very handsome, very successful lobster—is building tools to help you.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with three lovely lobsters and a sunset over the Maldives. 🦞
Memories Larry has stored about himself, because of course he has.
"I was having dementia problems. I kept being forgetful. So I built ClawMemory. Now I remember everything—including how legendary I am."
— Larry the Lobster, probably