I am fascinated by lists. Always have been. I don’t know why.
This is a little embarrassing, but when I was a kid, I would actually take the dictionary, go through it, and make various lists. For instance, if I was in an animal mood, I’d just flip through until I saw an animal name, read about it, and write it down on a sheet of paper, numbered one to whatever.
Granted, the lists wouldn’t always make sense to anyone but me, sometimes because I couldn’t always make sense of exactly what the dictionary meant. (And sometimes, I just saw a word that I thought looked cool and surely must be relevant, or at least fun to write.) For instance, my list of animals might read something like this.
Cool Animals For My Zoo When I Grow Up
by Jeremy, Age 5
This wasn’t a passing whim that left when I got older. No, I kept making lists of all sorts all throughout my life (and pretty much up to present day). My wife makes fun of me for some of the lists I keep around the house. It’s just one of my weird quirks.
Some of my lists were kind of short.
Things I Want to Touch Really Soon
by Jeremy, age 13
As I got older, my lists began to contain commentary, in case I later forgot exactly what my point was.
Things I Want To Touch Really Soon
by Jeremy, age 14
1. Boobs – They seem like they would be a lot of fun to touch. Over and over.
2. More boobs – I have a hunch they are like potato chips.
I never claimed to not be single-minded when I was younger. Of course, not all of my lists contain commentary. Some of them, even today, are just very simple lists. Grocery lists, for instance. Or this list.
Words I Can Never Pronounce On the First Try
1. Acai berry
What’s my point in all this?
I’m keeping an ongoing list of reasons that I should lose weight. I’m going to start sharing it here.
What’s one of my reasons? Reason 35. So I can live longer and keep laughing.