I love lists - lists as mnemonics, lists as science, lists as poetry. George Eliot, at the seaside in the 1850's with George Henry Lewes and his microscope, wrote,"I never before longed so much to know the names of things as during this visit to Ilfracombe. The desire is part of the tendency that is now growing in me to escape from all vagueness and inaccuracy into the daylight of distinct vivid ideas."