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Dirty, but happy. Immensely pleased with whatever happened. (I believe he has already forgotten what happened.) Dear God, may I be so free.

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Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Reward

Last night, Professor Dunn beat on the podium.

He also threw his arms up and stormed into the seats, voice raised.

He told three jokes to make a point.

He looks like a cross between Mark Twain and Fred Astaire. He is always meticulously dressed, and his style reminds me of an off-set advisor in a 15th century court. He wears a bow tie, and a vest. His outfit was constructed with a soft turquoise, teal, and a quiet sea moss green. He is dapper, delicate, and understated.

All of this is enough to hold my interest. But beyond that, is his theology. He is fearless under a deft and sophisticated style. He is constructing the Christology he is presenting in a markedly clever and skilful way.

But then he blows, leaving crafty, shrewd, and artful behind.

"If you think The Christ came to earth to die and redeem you from your sins, you are NUTS!"

Following this, I caught Brahms' German Requiem on the way home. Which must be the reason I put a radio in my van.

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