Mr. Infinity was sitting on a log singing and pretending to play an invisible guitar. He then gently put it down and picked up an invisible violin. Not wanting to disturb him, I pretended to trip over the invisible guitar and then apologized. “Sorry, hope I didn't break your ….”

He interrupted, “That's okay. I don't feel like play­ing my instruments anymore. Matter of fact, I don't feel like doing much of anything ever again. There's no purpose in … I have no loves or passions ... life is boring, so I'll just sit on this log until something or someone comes along to inspire me.”

“I'm Dum Dum Dodo, the Birdbrain Superhero. What's your name?” I asked cheerfully.

He barely looked at me and depressingly uttered, “Does it really matter what my name is. It has no purpose. I have no purpose. Life has no purpose. Please don't bother me. Can't you see that I stopped caring? Take all my instruments; they're all yours. I hate music.” He then took a longer look at me and abruptly burst out laughing in hysterics.

“Why you're the most ridiculous and stupidest looking bird I've ever seen. There's not one bird in the world that … and your costume … I can't take it … I'm going to die laughing. There can't be another one like you. Tell me that you're the only one of a kind. You've got to be a freak of nature, a mutated accident of sorts. Aren't you?”

There it was again. My Dodo talents at work. He was laughing at me. I was saving him from his boring old depressive self. “Yes, I'm the one and only Dodo in the world—the last .…”

“ One , that's it. Say no more. The number O ne,” he repeated. “I'll start from the number One and count to I nfinity . No one's ever counted to infinity before. Therefore, my name from this day on will be, Mr. Infinity. You have given me a goal. I have a purpose in life! Thank you, Dum Dum.”

From that day on, he started counting from the number One by using only his fingers. He eagerly said, “You, being the stupidest-looking creature, have inspired me to start my never-ending journey to that magical, mystical number of I nfinity . All stupidity must surely start from you, the number One and end with Infinity —the Infinite Intelligence of God.

So whenever I saw him, I encouraged him to keep on counting. I was sure that one day when all life ceases to exist, he'd finally get to infinity or forever , whichever came first . I had total confidence in his finger-counting skills.