Showing posts with label heavy metal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heavy metal. Show all posts

Friday, January 05, 2007

Lew Smedes had a way with words. This line seems particularly apropos in the Christmas season which, if you follow the church calendar, we're leaving behind this weekend:
Some people give gifts to people the way a fisherman offers a fly to a trout.

My most notorious fly-gift was from a coworker, who used my birthday as an excuse to torment me and the rest of my company with a CD of Pat Boone singing the heavy metal hits of the 1980s. Love, the metal community recognized intuitively, hurts.

Fortunately, most of my gifts come with no strings attached. So, what'd you get for Christmas?

Both Inspiration and Cautionary Tale: Excerpts from Middling

What follows is an excerpt from the Winter 2021 edition of Middling, my quarterly newsletter on music, books, work, and getting older. I...