N. D. Wolfwood

Secondarily, I should explain for those who don't know, the Great Sukkot John Cusack Binge. This is when you rent and watch, during Sukkot, as many John Cusack movies as you can stand.
This is a tradition going back to Second Temple times, when everyone went to Jerusalem for Sukkot, and there was the Water Ceremony, and the Lighting of the Court of Women, and then everyone went back to their sukkah to watch John Cusack movies. Every video place in Jerusalem would call in the Cusack movies from all their branches, all over the kingdom, to satisfy the great need. This is undoubtedly what Isaiah means about a "branch springing forth." He means a video store branch that carries enough copies of EVERY John Cusack movie to stock EVERY sukkah, even with all the gentiles. Truly a vision!
A secondary custom, during the Great Sukkot John Cusack Binge, is to randomly re-enact or otherwise call to mind the movies. Wearing your jeans pegged because of "Say Anything," for example, or throwing out random "Grosse Pointe Blank" lines. Dry humor is required by almost all rabbis in the Talmud--the Rambam (Tractate Sukkot) recommends that it be generally regarding women, but later rabbis determined that it means, generally, the opposite gender. Women are generally exempt from it because watching a true Cusack marathon takes a good bit of time, which is probably why the Rambam didn't specify, for women. Rabbi Hillel says that the dry humor isn't required to be voiced, and only an interior monologue is required, although it should be directed at an imaginary audience and not oneself. Rabbis are unanimous that kavanah (proper intent) is absolutely necessary (Tractate Sukkot, also in Cusakkim 17b). Talmudically it is also valid to Be John Malkovich, but I'm not sure that's possible, without the Temple.

Okay. So I haven't posted in a month...which isn't surprising considering my track record.
I got pissed off after two months of stocking, which also is not surprising, because it sucked ASS, and so I quit.
NOW.
Sukkot (Jewish Festival) is called "The Time of Our Rejoicing" and I quit the day before it started. So I was rejoicing, damn howdy, by the time it was going. It is now the last day (Sh'mini Atz'ret) and I think I have a job. Now tell me YHWH doesn't work in mysterious and wonderful ways!