by Jeff Namian | Apr 2, 2024 | Uncategorized
The curtain lowers slowly at the end of act 2. Michelle is defeated and has somehow developed a weird limp for sympathy. She slumps demonstrating her loss of proactivity. However, she still dresses great, thank to my mother’s collection. I start getting...
by Jeff Namian | Apr 1, 2024 | Uncategorized
Michelle. My belle. How does your garden excel? What manifests Michelle’s garden? Oh easy, my mother’s checking account does. How silly of me. You wear the kaftan. You don the turban. You can forge a check. What a talent you are. And heck, I...
by Jeff Namian | Mar 30, 2024 | Uncategorized
There was one year when my dad was committed to a dementia ward while my mother stayed alone in their house. The plan was to move her into an assisted living apartment in the same complex as my dad, as living alone in the house was increasingly beyond her capability....
by Jeff Namian | Mar 27, 2024 | Uncategorized
This time it’s gonna be far more extensive. It’s gotta be. I have a walk-in closet with crap literally falling off shelves and zero room on the hanging rails. And what do I wear? A rotation of three pairs of sweat pants and a Kamala Harris for...
by Jeff Namian | Mar 26, 2024 | Uncategorized
Jeff Namian explores the depths of vocational identity in Occupational Studies Jeff Namian’s new book ‘Occupational Studies’ delves into the impact of personal experiences on professional choices, offering a profound introspective journey that...
