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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Friday, November 7, 2014

Paling



Summer is over now, and I’ve successfully maintained my pale-as-a-Supermax-prison-inmate look. (And this is despite the fact that I spent a lot of time this past summer ‘on the beach’ at my favorite local golf course trying to learn how to consistently hit a proper bunker shot.) This is a very good thing because it’s about time to talk myself into getting naked at the dermatology clinic. A golfer tan and semiannual melanoma checks by a dermatologist just don’t mix, it seems.

Entering the season of ski goggle tan avoidance (it’s a tough life I lead), I’ll sign off with The Hotel Melanoma rendition of a song that has always made me gag-- Christopher Cross’ “Sailing”…



Well it's not far down to terrified, at least it’s not for me
If the skin is white you can pale away and find tranquility
Oh the tan-less can do miracles, just you wait and see, believe me

It's not far to leather, leather land, reason to defend
And if the skin is white you can find the joy of innocence again
Oh the tan-less can do miracles, just you wait and see, believe me

Paling, takes me away
From where I've always spurred biopsies
Just sunscreen and pale skin to carry me
Soon I will be free

Vanity, it gets the best of me when I'm paling
All caught up in the leathery
Every cure is in infancy, won't you believe me?

Paling, takes me away
From where I've always spurred biopsies
Just sunscreen and pale skin to carry me
Soon I will be free

It's not far back to tanning spree at least it's not for me
But when the skin is white you can pale away and find serenity
Oh the tan-less can do miracles, just you wait and see, believe me

Paling, takes me away
From where I've always spurred biopsies
Just sunscreen and pale skin to carry me
Soon I will be free

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