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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Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Glow Your Own Way

My spouse and I are contemplating a winter getaway, perhaps to a beach in Mexico or a golf course in Arizona, but probably not to Florida where we’re afraid we’d run into way too many other old people. The only thing I know for certain is that I won’t be coming home fried-- and if you too are contemplating a snowbird getaway I hope you won’t either because, trust me on this, you don’t want to be checking into The Hotel Melanoma. Your beach or desert golf ‘glow’ would much better come from your sparkling wit under the influence of a margarita or three than an excessive dose of UV rays. Okay?

Until next time, I’ll sign off with The Hotel Melanoma rendition of Fleetwood Mac’s “Go Your Own Way”…


Loving U
Isn't the right thing to do
How can I ever change skin that I peel?

If I could
Baby I'd give you hide pearled
How can I
When you won't take it from me?

You can glow your own way
Glow your own way
You can call it another sunscreen day
You can glow your own way
Glow your own way

Tell me why
Everything turned a-brown
Blacking up
Placqueing up's all you shouldn’t do

If I could
Baby I'd give you hide pearled
Cover up
Paler skin’s waiting for you

You can glow your own way
Glow your own way
You can call it another sunscreen day
You can glow your own way
Glow your own way

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