1990s – DAVID V. MATTHEWS

Revised, Decades-old, Humorous Song Lyrics Not about Chronic Rhinosinusitis, a Serious Condition

When a Man Loves a Man (September 19-20, 1998) (revised July 7, 2023)

Hey Judd (January 3-4, 1999/April 25, 2017/July 9, 2023)

You’re Just My Kind (February 12-13, 2001) (revised May 11, 2017)

Flash Fiction (a Hundred Words Exactly) #90: The Nineteen-Freaking-Nineties

The Nineties, the Nineteen-Freaking-Nineties, started with that recession where I lost the clerical job I’d had for fifteen years. Buh-bye health coverage. And hello breast cancer. One lumpectomy later (including radiation therapy and reconstruction), and I had to go bankrupt. Then I started drinking. Then I got involved with a bigger drunk, a guy who liked beating me even when sober. Then the breast cancer returned and—not even that Seinfeld episode about Elaine’s nipple could salvage that decade. Plus I still miss the building where I’d had my clerical job. That place lacked so much character, it had character.