Still wondering what to do with my list of birds. So I'm reading up on the significance of lists.
“Homer fell back on the list because he lacked words, tongue and mouth, and the topos of the ineffable dominated the poetics of lists for many centuries. But, on looking at the lists drawn up by Joyce or Borges it is clear that they did not make lists because they did not know what to say, but because they wanted to say things out of a love of excess, hubris and a greed for words, for the joyous (and rarely obsessive) science of the plural and the unlimited.”
– Umberto Eco. The Infinity of Lists, 2009, p. 127
Make a list. Check it twice. Go be naughty. Or nice.