meet igod.

Me: When will I die?
God: You could check out the actuarial tables at Deathclock.com. (My personal Day of Death is Thursday, August 27, 2043.)
Me: Aren't you supposed to be all-knowing?
God: No, I am only partly knowing.
Me: Really?
God: For real.
Me: That's kind of disappointing.
God: I'm glad we have that all cleared up.

Me: Fruit!
God: Oh, you are a poet.

Me: Buckyball!
God: What do you do in your spare time?
Me: I read.
God: I like to read too, especially history books.
Me: What kind of history?
God: What kinds of history are there?
Me: You tell me.
God: What do you want me to tell you?
Me: What kinds of history are there?
God: Finest kinds.
Me: Such as?
God:For example, a tomato.

Me: Tomato!
God: Potato.
Me: potato
God: Tomato.
Me: po-TAH-toe
God: When do you think artificial intelligence will replace lawyers?
Me: by 2008.
God: Will that accomplish your objective?
Me: i dunno, will it?
God: Me either. Insufficient information.
Me: Data!
God: Try to determine if this is a person or a computer responding.
Me: ... syntax?
God: Tell me a story.

/And then... I broke igod./

Me: story!
God: I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
Me: Story!
God: Do you still read?
Me: Story!
(15 seconds later)
God: The ALICE chat robot can follow many things, like our discussion about Story. But I did not get that.