T'was the Night Before Christmas (By the Wall and ME)

Mark Eatherton1

If we don't hurry, Yates will post his good ol' standby. It's time for a new one. Think of it as a gift to the Holohans. Okay, here goes...

"Twas the night before Christmas and all across the Wall, not a creature was sirring, not even a Paul"

"The CO monitors were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that the gas log would settle down soon and quit pumping CO into the air."

carry on..Make it funny.


ME

Murph'_4

the boiler was pumping, all that it could.

all you would hear is, "throw in more wood"


Murph' (SOS)

Unknown

Wet Head Christmas

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house,,, The outdoor sensor went into WWSD and constant circulation stopped re-distributing the heat from behind the couch.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,,, It didn't matter that the damper was left open,,, It only let in warm air.

On-call service techs, all turned in by eight,,, Thermostasts were set to Cool,,, No emergency calls would keep them up late.

The Wet Heads rested for just one night, Soon again it will be cold,,, and we'll have to stay out again all night .

Merry Christmas everyone!!!

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Don Walsh

A Holiday Message

T'was late in the evening, one cold Christmas eve.

I sat at my computer reading posts on "the Wall."
T'was no point in sleeping as I was on call.

While reading of Munchkins, and how they should pipe;
I heard on my rooftop, a loud BANG! My Gosh, Holy Cripe!

I dashed to the skylight, peeked up in the hole.
Peering back down at me was a fat man, all dusty from coal.

"These problems I have," he said with a smile,
"Can be fixed in a flash with a spare powerpile."

"A poor widow lady with children so sweet,
Are suffering tonight in a house with no heat!"

We rummaged in boxes and bins full of parts,
"Eureka, I found one!" brought joy to his heart.

I asked how he found me, I wanted insight.
He said, "Find a Contractor. I found it surfing one night."

"Go now Dear Santa, you've deliveries to make,
I'll fix the no heat, and nothing I'll take."

He smiled and he winked as he jumped in his sleigh,
Merry Christmas my dear friend, and keep pumping away!"

"Onward now Rudolph," was his urgent call.
"Please send Seasons Greetings to all on "the Wall."


Merry Christmas, guys!
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jackchips_2

As the wood

started to burn and the steam to rise in the pipe.

We heard Steamhead yell "Oh no, there's a joint, we forgot to wipe".

Dave Yates (PAH)

My aplogies for being tardy - our x-mas was really quite hardy!

Please accept my apologies for being late - it's been a trying year. Mom's doing much better & this was a good day for her. Lots to be thankful for. Hoping you all got more than you wanted and that yours did too! I got my wish this year - Mom home in one piece and on the road to being mended. Family - that's the centering foundation of life.


THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore (not!)


'Twas the night before Christmas, when up on The Wall

Not a creature was stirring, not even John Hall;

The ventings were plumbed by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Holohan soon would be there;


The Milne children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of Munchkins danced in their heads;

And Marianne in her 'kerchief, and Dan in his cups,

Had just settled down from a Wetheaded sup,

When out on The Wall there arose such a chatter,

Dan sprang from their bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the posters he flew like a flash,

Tore open the threads and read threw each new dash.

The take on the flash of the new-risen steam

Gave the patience of Job to the vapor on beam,

When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,


But a Hot Rodded bend on a coppered neat gleam,

With a little condensed boiler, so lively and quick,

we knew in a moment it must be quite slick.

More rapid than HeatBoy his Danfoss they came,

And he PEXed, and he stapled, and called them by name;

"On, Wirsbo! now, Viessman! now, Tekmar and Vision!

On, Geminox! on Burnham! on, Rodgers and Mison!

To the top of the tank! to the money in the bank!

Now pump away! pump away! pump away all!"

As dry heaves that before the Wetstock Wallies do fly,

When they meet for that great buffet ? a ? tye in the Lancaster lye,

So down to the Baltimore harbor they flew,

With a sleigh full of thoughts, and new ideas to do.


And then, in a twinkling, I heard from Mercurio

There would be oil-fired mischief to cure the once curiou(s).

As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Holohan came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; (how fitting!)

A bundle of books he had flung on his back,

And he looked like an author just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! (must be from the beer!)

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a steam-vent he held tight in his teeth,

And the steam it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was pleasant and smiled, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to The Wall, to his friends gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.


And I heard him exclaim, ere he slapped both his thighs,

"Hot goes to cold and heat doesn?t rise!"



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Mark Eatherton1

Whew!

More for your moms sake then yours. That's wonderful news. I was a tap dancing as long as I could...:-)

The best the Holiday Season has for you and yours!

Merry Christmas


ME

Mark Eatherton1

Bravo, bravo...

Yours would get a place in history here on the Wall. Good job:-)

ME

Murph'_4

Now there...

Is some talent !!


Murph' (sos)