Baltimore. Christmas eve, 2015. What fresh hell is this?

New lyrics to Home for the Holidays
Nome for the Holidays

This is the most depressing Baltimore holiday forecast ever.

The National Weather Service, 10am EST–The Christmas Eve forecast for the greater Baltimore area:

High today near 75. Southwest wind 7 to 14 mph, with gusts as high as 22 mph. Showers and possibly a thunderstorm. Patchy fog before 1pm, then patchy fog after 3pm. Chance of precipitation is 90%.

Driving to work this morning I turned on Sirius Radio’s Christmas channel. Dean Martin was singing Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow. I had the air conditioner on. The humidity was 100%. The weather reminded me of a damp, swampy Christmas I spent long ago in Houston.

Perry Como started singing. There’s no Place Like Home for the Holidays. I started mentally rewriting the lyrics. And, I think they worked out pretty well. Here’s the instrumental background. Feel free to sing along.

NO PLACE LIKE NOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS
© BrockelTunes 2015

Oh, there’s no place like Nome for the holidays,
To our homestead, I’m gonna say, “Shalom,”
When you pine for the snowfall at a furious pace,
For the holidays you can’t beat Nome sweet Nome!

I met a man who lives in Baltimore,
He was headin’ for,
Ol’ Alaska and some homemade salmon pie
From Charm City folks are travellin’
Way up to Bering’s icy shore,
From Maryland to Pacific,
Gee, soe snow will be terrific!

Oh! There’s no place like Nome for the holidays,
To our homestead, I’m gonna say, “Shalom,”
When you pine for the snowfall at a furious pace,
For the holidays you can’t beat Nome sweet Nome!

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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