Steve Miller performing with his band, July 1975. Michael Putland/Getty I’ll die happy if I never hear “Abracadabra” or “Rock’n Me” again. In fact, I can’t hit thumbs down fast enough on Spotify or Pandora when I hear 90% of... check it out
Rhoda Lewis c.sanmillan “I suppose that flowers, when they’re through blooming, have some sort of awareness of some purpose having been served,” he mused horticulturally to a Playboy interviewer in 1973. “Flowers didn’t ask to be flowers and I didn’t ask to be me. At... check it out
There’s an art to cussing. When used correctly, a well-placed bullshit or fuck really brings a story home. Brené Brown has polished this skill-set to doctorate level mastery. As she brilliantly opines in her new Netflix special, she continues ownership of her... check it out
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