Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Thursday, December 1, 2011

Tingle Spells

It’s been brought to my attention that I’ve done some awfully serious posts lately. But not today. To kickoff the Christmas Season here at the Hotel, a new take on Jimmy Buffett’s version of “Jingle Bells”…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsVuVByfv2Y


Tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle night and day
Oh, what fun there is to come when your doctor’s on the way, Hey!
Tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle all the day
Oh, what fun is Hotel rum on a Black C scanning day

We're dashing to the show in a high-horse Chevrolet
And o'er the roads we go a-laughin' all the way
The bells on radar ring, they're making police bright
What fun it is to ride and sing our scanning song tonight

Oh, tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle night and day
Oh, what fun it is to run through a cancer center day, Hey!
Tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle all the day
Oh, what fun is Hotel rum on a cancer center day

Few years or so ago I thought I'd take a run to beach in Mexico
I be hangin' in the sun
The radio was loud, the tourists oiled and fried
And all I had to do that day was fry on both my sides

Oh, Tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle night and day
Oh, what fun there is to come on this Hotel’s closing day, Hey!
Tingle spells, tingle spells, tingle for that day
Oh, what fun, we’ll all drink rum when this Hotel’s gone away

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