A Magician Named GOB

Now to ramble on about something. I finally finished Job, which really shouldn't be done in one sitting. It's really a drag to read straight through. One guy is bitching about this and that, and all the three other dudes can do is look at each other and shrug. "Hey, this guy just might be right". They're the Larry, Curly, and Moe from the biblical world. In fact, this whole event was probably just an interlude from throwing pies at each other and hyucking. When the three defuses do get the cojones to speak, all they can really say is, "You're wrong, God is good, you're lame Job, what do you know anyway?"

Finally God answers Job, saying he can't understand how awesome He is. Don't even try silly mortal, you are nothing to me! Job replies he has seen the errors of his ways, hallelujah, amen. Then to top this rather large boring cake with more nonsense, God says Job was right all along and gives him his stuff back.

I know that last paragraph is basically nonsense, but I'm tired.

I also finished The Slave this weekend. It's a pretty great book. I can't conjure up any real analysis right now. Maybe tomorrow.

Now for the real Gob: