Anybody going to see Richard Bushman in SoCal tonight (Sat)?

[_cinepro]

Is anybody else here going Bushman's presentation tonight in Los Angeles? If so, see you there :)

[_Jason Bourne]

Is anybody else here going Bushman's presentation tonight in Los Angeles? If so, see you there :)

If I were in LA I would go.

[_moksha]

So Bushman has been appointed to the new Mormon Chair at the Juliann College at Clairmont, eh?

[_harmony]

So Bushman has been appointed to the new Mormon Chair at the Juliann College at Clairmont, eh?

Do you mean what I think you mean, lil penguin? Or are you just being sarcastic?

[_Zoidberg]

Cool, cinepro is here.

[_cinepro]

What a great evening. I was late, so I missed the opening presentation (outlining their need for donations to support the Howard W. Hunter chair at Claremont), and arrived halfway through Claudia Bushman's presentation on the classes she'll be teaching. Richard Bushman spoke about the changes he sees in the academic and "worldly" acceptance of Mormonism, and gave several examples of situations where Mormonism is studied seriously by non-Mormons.

Afterward, I got some books autographed for christmas presents, and headed for the door. On my way out, I thought I would introduce myself to a genial fellow who looked oddly familiar. Shortly into the conversation, he finally admitted that he was Daniel Peterson, much to my shock. I introduced myself by my real name (Bartholomew T. Higgins III), and carefully steered the conversation into what I hoped was neutral territory. But it didn't work. I mentioned I had spent time on the MADB board, and the good Dr suddenly shouted "I KNOW YOU! CINEPRO, AT LAST YOU ARE UNMASKED!"

I was shocked, and everyone in the room stood silent, but I had not time to explain before Dr. Peterson flew into a rage. As his apologetic fists wrapped around my neck (in what can only be seen as a last ditch attempt to finish what the MADB board started) I felt myself lifted from the ground, and feared I would meet a fate not unlike that of Captain Antilles. As I felt awareness slipping from my grasp, I feebly kicked out, flailing in the air and fearing what would become of me. Thankfully, before all was lost, I landed a solid blow below my attackers left kneecap, at which point I heard him cry out as he dropped me to clutch his leg.

I felt the blood rush back to my oxygen starved brain, and the formidable DCP readied his second attack as he prepared to stomp me into the carpet. I rolled to the right and found refuge under the dining room table, but Dr. P cleared the room of the table with one giant throw, cookies and punch flying everywhere. A scrambled for the door but felt giant hands hoist me into the air, and I was soon flung like a rag doll through the dining room window into the cool night air.

I lay momentarily dazed on the dewy lawn before leaping to my feet. Not looking back, I ran through the streets of La Canada, with only the rantings of a mad BYU professor to follow me. "I WILL GET YOU CINEPRO. WE'VE TAKEN THE GLOVES OFF, AND YOUR SUSPENSION WAS JUST THE BEGINNING!" was the last thing I heard as I fumbled my keys into my door lock, desperate to put some distance between me and him.

But other than that, it was a great evening.

[_moksha]

So Bushman has been appointed to the new Mormon Chair at the Juliann College at Claremont, eh?

Do you mean what I think you mean, lil penguin? Or are you just being sarcastic?

Yes, that part about there being a Claremont College was sarcastic. Penguins do need some release for their unstable atomic mass.

I lay momentarily dazed on the dewy lawn before leaping to my feet. Not looking back, I ran through the streets of La Canada, with only the rantings of a mad BYU professor to follow me. "I WILL GET YOU CINEPRO. WE'VE TAKEN THE GLOVES OFF, AND YOUR SUSPENSION WAS JUST THE BEGINNING!" was the last thing I heard as I fumbled my keys into my door lock, desperate to put some distance between me and him.

But other than that, it was a great evening.

I am not certain everything would have gone the Professor's way after depriving a scholastic Mormon gathering of their punch and cookies. Fortunately, he had many extra boxes of donuts in the trunk of his car, so all was forgiven. They will no doubt love you again after the wrongfully inflicted suspension.

[_asbestosman]

Cinepro, I know that you made up that story about Dr. Peterson because if it was real, you would have mentioned something about Krispy Kremes too.

[_Bond...James Bond]

I was shocked, and everyone in the room stood silent, but I had not time to explain before Dr. Peterson flew into a rage. As his apologetic fists wrapped around my neck (in what can only be seen as a last ditch attempt to finish what the MADB board started) I felt myself lifted from the ground, and feared I would meet a fate not unlike that of Captain Antilles. As I felt awareness slipping from my grasp, I feebly kicked out, flailing in the air and fearing what would become of me. Thankfully, before all was lost, I landed a solid blow below my attackers left kneecap, at which point I heard him cry out as he dropped me to clutch his leg.

I felt the blood rush back to my oxygen starved brain, and the formidable DCP readied his second attack as he prepared to stomp me into the carpet. I rolled to the right and found refuge under the dining room table, but Dr. P cleared the room of the table with one giant throw, cookies and punch flying everywhere. A scrambled for the door but felt giant hands hoist me into the air, and I was soon flung like a rag doll through the dining room window into the cool night air.

I lay momentarily dazed on the dewy lawn before leaping to my feet. Not looking back, I ran through the streets of La Canada, with only the rantings of a mad BYU professor to follow me. "I WILL GET YOU CINEPRO. WE'VE TAKEN THE GLOVES OFF, AND YOUR SUSPENSION WAS JUST THE BEGINNING!" was the last thing I heard as I fumbled my keys into my door lock, desperate to put some distance between me and him.

But other than that, it was a great evening.

You really had no chance cinepro. Dr. Peterson has vast experience in the art of combat.

[_Trevor]

Cinepro, I know that you made up that story about Dr. Peterson because if it was real, you would have mentioned something about Krispy Kremes too.

Actually, the fact that the author has not mentioned the Krispy Kremes suggests this account is more likely to be true. After all, a semi-skilled forger would have made the mistake of including something everyone would obviously expect!