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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Sunday, May 4, 2014

Melanoma Monday Rock



It’s Melanoma Monday Eve and I’ve been in one conflicted mood today. Part of me wants to celebrate, because I’m one blessed 10-year survivor of Stage IIIC melanoma who found out today that last week’s CT scan shows no evidence of metastatic disease and I may never again darken the door of the melanoma clinic that got me here. Another part of me wants to cry for my melahomies who haven’t been as fortunate. And the devil in me feels like crushing the skull of the Black Beast with my sand wedge, which in my hands is useful only as a murder weapon.

But then I remembered that today, tomorrow, and every other day during the rest of May is not all about me. It’s a time to educate, honor, and remember. And to keep on working to send the Black Beast straight through the Gates of Hell.

So I’ll sign off with this lyrical promise to the Beast, to the tune of AC/DC’s “Shoot to Thrill”…

Oh U Cancer who wants all tan as a beet
Cuz you don't know which braise you gonna burn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
'Cause I’m the one who's gonna make YOU burn
I’m gonna take you down - down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I’m gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to kill, make you chill
Too many ‘homies with too many ills
Shoot to kill, make you chill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
Yeah
I'm like evil, I’ll get under YOUR skin
Just like a bomb that's ready to blow
'Cause I'm McLegal, I caught UV thing
That’s all you, Black Beast, might need to know
I'm gonna take you down - yeah, down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna put in a bullet, pull the trigger
Shoot to kill, make you chill
Too many ‘homies with too many ills
Shoot to kill, make you chill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to kill, and I'm ready to chill
I can't get enough, and I can't get my fill
I shoot to kill, make you chill
Yeah, pull the trigger
Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Oh
Shoot to kill, make you chill
Too many ‘homies, with too many ills
I said, shoot to kill, make you chill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to kill, and I'm ready to chill
And I can't get enough, and I can't get my fill
'Cause I shoot to kill, play it again
Yeah
Shoot you down
Yeah
I'm gonna get you to the bottom and shoot you
I'm gonna shoot you
Oh hoo yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna shoot you down yeah yeah
I'm gonna get you down
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Shoot you, shoot you, shoot you down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh
I'm gonna shoot to kill
Make you chill
Shoot to kill
yeah, ooh yeah

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