Afterwards, my father and I went to lunch. We talked about a few things, and he asked me what my favorite book was. I asked him to explain himself - the book I enjoyed reading the most? the book that influenced me the most? I said, "If I have to pick only one book, it would have to be the Bible. It's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember." Then I added Ender's Game and Songmaster, by Orson Scott Card, the Prince of Tides and Beach Music by Pat Conroy, and the Winds of War and War and Remembrance, by Herman Wouk. I told him I would need a top 100, after he suggested a top 12. His favorite was the Lord of the Rings, which would definitely be in my top 100.
One of Mike's friends came over and fixed our hub, so we now have two computers online at once (I am actually typing this on my computer, while Sean plays Arcanum on his). Well, I downloaded MSN Messenger, and ICQ (which sucks), and started to download AIM. Then everything lost connection, and I couldn't figure out what was wrong. So I took a nap, before going in to work.
While I was at work, an incredible thunderstorm came and left in less than fifteen minutes. It reminded me of a magical night, so long ago. The sky dumped an amazing amount of water very quickly.
I finished Trinity today at work, but I had already had a talk with my father about it earlier today. People do crazy things for religion, and crazy things for political reasons. Ireland twisted the two together. It's a very disturbing read, and my opinion is that England never should have been there. Of course, I am writing this from a land that should have been left to the Indians...
I am leery of zealots, no matter what their cause.