Ten Things List-Making Teaches You.

1. If you actually do things it is much easier to make lists. Sitting on the couch generates diddly-squat.
2. Sometimes things seem to come in tens, but when you go to write them down, there are far fewer than you thought. Ten is sometimes a hard place to get to.
3. You can get too close to things to see them. It is not seeing the forest for the trees. There are lots of simple things to make a list about—no need to complicate life too much, as usual.
4. Patterns. I have a pattern of being sarcastic. I have a pattern of absurdity. I have a pattern of book and word related focuses. I have a pattern liking gimmicks. Like I said right at the beginning, this is a way to see who a person is: a person is a series of patterns.
5. That maintaining a blog is a time-intensive activity. It takes forever, but you can find ‘forever’ when you need it.
6. Everybody loves a list. Well, maybe not everybody. Here is a list of people who don’t love a list. Only kidding. I posit that it is because we like that squared-in structure, that limit we can reach and complete. Coming up with ten things is a puzzle we can solve, a little mini pat on the back everyday. Who wouldn’t like a list?
7. A year whizzes by. Three hundred and sixty five counted up one list at a time actually happens quite quickly—especially when you're running behind and everything comes up as 'Under Construction'.
8. List making teaches you to look for the minutia in life, to look at detail, to be be observant, and to do it everyday. I think my brain is getting exercise, I think it may have a little muscle showing—oh, no, that's my arm.
9. How absurd the world is. That's it, just that—it's absurd, no question, no point expanding. That would be absurd.
10. Lists tell stories. And three hundres and sixty-five lists make a novel. Unfortunately, it's like a bad travel novel—egotistical and self-indulgent. I possibly wouldn't recommend anyone read it. Maybe have it as one of those books you read in the toilet if you aren't doing Sudoku.