Christmas may have come and gone, but that hasn't stopped the Gorton's of Gloucester Fisherman -- known for dressing as though he's expecting a Nor'easter to come blowing through Southern California at any moment -- from making his list and checking it twice. Indeed, he could be found this morning at 7th and Montana hunched over a notepad, creating a Mysterious List of his own design. I couldn't resist peeking over his shoulder. "Veteran ... Joseph ... Container," he began. I zoomed-in for a closer-look, half-expecting to find Haddock, Flounder or Cod on his list. "Retired ... Marshmallow ... Gideon," he continued. I was nonplussed. Clearly, something fishy was going on. "Maybe he's a creative genius," said Joyce, "You know, a poet like E.E. Cummings." Something tells me E.E. Shortcummings is more like it ...!