Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Norman Bufort

Not much is happening in my life today. So I decided I'd tell you about somebody else. Meet Norman Bufort. That's his name--first name, middle name, respectively. His last name is of no consequence. It could be Jones, or Smith, or Bernstein--whatever you like. Norman Bufort is an everyman. He's a stickman. Well, actually, he's not a man at all--he's more a teenager, or a boy...or maybe he's quite old. I'm not really sure. But I don't think it matters. Norman, you see, is a simpleton--in the best sense of the word. It doesn't take much to make him happy. He's fascinated by bubbles and fire flies and red balloons. He counts his toes sometimes. I know it doesn't look like he has any, but if you look closely...well, you can't see them, but they're there.

To sum it up, Norman Bufort is someone I admire quite a bit, even though he's not really anyone I actually know. He's the personification of simplicity, and you'll hear more about him more later on. For now, meet Norman Bufort.

Disclaimer: Any similarity to any real people or actual stickmen is strictly coincidental.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Norman is my friend.