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Martin’s 2017 Christmas Poem

On a dark December night, a lonely builder feels he’s getting old

Posted on Dec 22 2017 by Martin Holladay
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The Love Song of J. the Builder
With apologies to T. S. Eliot


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  1. Julian Peters - https://julianpeterscomics.com

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Songs for Christmas 2016

The 8th installment of Martin’s multi-year holiday tradition

Posted on Dec 23 2016 by Martin Holladay
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Donald Trump’s Song

Oh, the weather outside is frightful,
But the new AC is delightful,
I’ll tell you what I’ve always felt:
Let it melt! Let it melt! Let it melt!

Polar bears these days are thinking
That the ice cap seems to be shrinking,
I’ll tell you what I’ve always felt:
Let it melt! Let it melt! Let it melt!

The heat shows no signs of stopping,
And the corn in the fields is popping,
I’ll tell you what I’ve always felt:
Let it melt! Let it melt! Let it melt!

We expect a most wild ride,
Because it’s so hot outside,


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Martin’s 2015 Christmas Poem

As we cross off the last days of 2015 on our calendars, we realize that the phrase ‘time is running out’ carries a special poignancy

Posted on Dec 18 2015 by Martin Holladay

To Our Coy Leaders
With apologies to Andrew Marvell


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Martin’s 2014 Christmas Poem

Is that a raven tapping on my window?

Posted on Dec 19 2014 by Martin Holladay

With apologies to Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary,
    while I pondered, weak and weary,
Many unpaid bills and letters
    from my local big-box store —
While I nodded, nearly napping,
    suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping,
    rapping at my office door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered,
    “tapping at my office door —
        Only this and nothing more.”


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Casey Makes a Bet

Martin’s fifth annual Christmas parody

Posted on Dec 20 2013 by Martin Holladay

(With apologies to Ernest Lawrence Thayer)

Bob Casey's business worries made him grumble, whine, and moan;
His solar thermal enterprise was dropping like a stone.
While certain clients wanted water heated by the sun,
The calls and jobs were rare these days, which wasn’t very fun.
The contractor regretted his decision long ago
To be a solar plumber; now his life was full of woe.


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The Energy Grinch

The Energy Nerd's fourth annual Christmas parody

Posted on Dec 21 2012 by Martin Holladay

With apologies to Dr. Seuss


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  1. WBTV

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The Third Annual Christmas Parody

Macbeth the Builder: a play in three acts

Posted on Dec 16 2011 by Martin Holladay

Act 1, scene 1. An empty lot near Scotland Drive.

Thunder and lightning. Enter three sisters, all RESNET-certified.

First rater:
When shall we three meet again,
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Second rater:
When the drywall work is done,
When the zoning battle’s won.


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Christmas Carols from the Energy Nerd

A collection of new seasonal songs

Posted on Dec 17 2010 by Martin Holladay

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UPDATED December 23, 2010:
Click on the mp3 link above to listen to a recorded version of "The Blower Door Man Is Coming to Town." Many thanks to Greg Cutler and Peter Troast of The Energy Circle for recording one of this year's carols.

Rudolph the Sloppy Builder

You know all about Norm Abram
And that old builder named Bob
But do you recall
The most infamous builder of all?


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  1. Camila Gimeno

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’Twas the Night Before Christmas

With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

Posted on Dec 23 2009 by Martin Holladay

’Twas the night before Christmas, when blizzards and chills
Strain my budget by raising my energy bills;
All the stockings were swaying — a cold winter breeze
Made my home’s leaky envelope feel like Swiss cheese
(The old windows and ceilings have so many gaps
That the kids have to sleep in their kerchiefs and caps) —
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
And I yanked up the creaky old single-pane sash.


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  1. Chris LeCroy

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