Lists.

The list could surely go on, and there is nothing more wonderful than a list, instrument of wondrous hypotyposis.

-- Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose


I make a list.
I do some things.
I cross things off.
I make a new list.
I do some things.
I cross things off.
I make a newer list.
I do some things.
I cross things off.
I make a ...