I believe as graphic and hard hitting as this video is, it should be seen by everyone. I, myself, have had to ask a friend of mine to not do this while I was in her car with my own child.
Please remember this IS a graphic video.
RIP DJ AM (Adam Goldstein)
March 30, 1973 – August 28, 2009
DJ AM was found dead this morning in an apartment on Lafayette Street in Manhattan.
Sources said drug paraphernalia was found in the apartment and cops are looking into whether it was an overdose.
Nearly a year ago, DJ AM, whose real name is Adam Goldstein, escaped a plane crash in South Carolina.
The Learjet he and Travis Barker were on overshot the runway and burst into flames. He suffered severe burns in the crash.
Barker’s ex-wife, Playmate Shanna Moakler, responded to news of DJ AM’s death on Twitter, writing, “My deepest condolences for DJ AM, you were a great artist and will be severely missed. My thoughts and Prayers to his family and friends.”
DJ AM’s last post on Twitter, dated Tuesday, was a line from a Grandmaster Flash song: “New york, New York. Big city of dreams, but everything in New York ain’t always what it seems.”
He was scheduled to have deejayed at Dusk in Atlantic City Tuesday and then tonight at Rain in Las Vegas.
Among others, DJ AM dated Nicole Richie and Mandy Moore.
Source: Via NY Post
…. and I’m grooving to some music that will keep me level headed and stop me from punching a hole in the wall or throwing the keyboard at my professor’s head – lol … the song that has me calm:
RIP Mr. Gerald Levert ♥
Romantic comedies are not hard to make. They’re easy to like and pretty enjoyable. I’m not talking about a chick flick as much as a love story with humour. The Ugly Truth is one of these.
Katherine Heigl is adorable as Abby Richter, and this is a good thing; she’s not easy to like as Izzie Stevens on Grey’s Anatomy. Off the bat, I’m thinking of the scene of her at dinner with the bosses and how amazingly hilarious it is … she did a great job. Gerard Butler plays, Mike Chadway, her unlikely “love interest”. It was shown to viewers early on that he wasn’t as brash as he appeared but I quite enjoyed watching him fall in love with his protegée over time. It was sweet. I love the point at which Abby realizes she is in love with Mike: a simple moment at a latin bar when he orders some water. It’s moments like this that I can relate to on a personal level. There doesn’t have to be some huge moment when you know but rather something simple, sweet and meaningful. While I wouldn’t say this is a movie to see in theatres I definitely think it’s one to see only because I got a deeper meaning out of it: Men aren’t complicated beings; it’s us women that complicate things.
I was talking to (OK, complaining to) a (male) friend of mine, a couple weeks ago about the absence of a phone call I was waiting on and while he was telling me a few things, my phone rang – it was the person I was expecting to call. In that time of our conversation I was overanalyzing a situation that really wasn’t that important and completely giving the pros and cons of it. He told me to relax and calm down and to not read so much into it: men are pretty straight forward and face value type beings. There is no complication to their actions and often what you see is what you get. I thought for a moment and realized he was right. And, the minute I relaxed, my phone rang.
For me, in life there are no coincidences. And, funny enough, the reason I watched this movie today is because a friend of mine, who’s female, basically reiterated the same information to me, that he did, after she viewed it. Again, coincidence? I think not.
I understand this is just a movie but every idea for a movie, TV show, book etc., comes from the mind of someone who has “been there” so you kind of have to realize that when messages are laid for you – and rather obviously, too, to PAY ATTENTION to them. The aforementioned information my boy gave me was made clear to me in the movie when Mike finally admitted his love for Abby and rather than Abby hear this and fly over the moon she continues to berate him for earlier actions. LOL. It was a cute and real moment but also a clarifying one: Never miss out on what’s good because you are too busy focusing on what’s bad.
Another great message the movie sent out was to never allow yourself to change in order to gain love or acceptance. Be yourself and no one BUT yourself otherwise the person who cares for and loves you will be loving a lesser (and maybe fake) version of yourself and is that what you want? I’d imagine not. We all want to be loved for who we are but if we aren’t presenting our true selves then who’s to blame? Them or us? Then there is the issue of being shallow and falling for the person with style over substance … and we all know how I feel about that.
If you take the time to sit and think about the different layers within a romantic comedy, it’s really not as simple as some may think. There really are messages and lessons to be learned. Maybe its the woman in me overanalyzing again (lol) but I think this time, in this situation, it’s ok Take this movie for what it is and enjoy it.
“Friends are like butt cheeks. Crap might separate them, But they always come back together. You guys are all my butt cheeks, xoxo.” © Kailin Mackenzie
HOUSTON – The Los Angeles County coroner ruled Michael Jackson’s death a homicide, a law enforcement official told the Associated Press on Monday. The official spoke on condition of anonymity because the findings have not been publicly released. A spokesperson for the coroner’s office told Access Hollywood that the office had no comment on the AP report.
Dateline NBC’s Josh Mankiewicz confirmed that Murray is the target of a manslaughter probe.
Meanwhile, a search warrant affidavit revealed that Jackson had lethal levels of the powerful anesthetic propofol in his system when he died in his rented Los Angeles mansion on June 25.
The document unsealed Monday allowed officials to raid the Houston offices and storage facility of Dr. Conrad Murray last month.
According to the warrant, Murray, Jackson’s personal physician, had been treating the singer for insomnia with the sedative for six weeks. According to the document, Murray said he had been trying to wean Jackson off the powerful sedative by using smaller doses in combination with the sedatives lorazepam and midazolam.
On the morning Jackson died, Murray said he tried to induce sleep without using propofol, starting first with valium at 1:30 a.m. When Jackson was still awake at 2 a.m., Murray injected Jackson with lorazepam, then injected him with midazolam at 3 a.m. Murray told police he administered several other drugs over the next few hours.
By 10:40 a.m., Jackson, still unable to sleep, urged Murray to give him propofol. Murray said in court documents that he administered 25 milligrams of the drug at that time, then left Jackson alone under the influence of the drug to make phone calls to his Houston office. When he returned, Jackson was not breathing. He performed CPR while a member of Jackson’s staff called 911. The singer was rushed to UCLA Medical Center where he was declared dead sometime later.
The affidavit says, while Murray acknowledged to police that he administered propofol, authorities find no evidence that he had purchased, ordered or obtained the medication under his medical license or Drug Enforcement Administration tracking number. Police detectives found about eight bottles of the anesthetic in Jackson’s house along with other vials and pills that had been prescribed to Jackson by Dr. Murray, Dr. Arnold Klein and Dr. Allan Metzger.
Valium, lorazepam, clonazepam, tamsulosin and other drugs also were confiscated in the search, and propofol was found in Murray’s medical bag. According to the warrant, Murray told police he was not the first doctor to administer propofol to the singer.
Authorities subpoenaed medical records from Klein, Metzger and Dr. David Adams, in addition to Murray, the affidavit states. They also asked for medical records from Dr. David Slavitt, who conducted the independent medical examination of Jackson for Anschuntz Entertainment Group, Dr. Randy Rosen and nurse practitioner Cherilyn Lee.
The affidavit also states that Jackson told Murray that two doctors in Germany had given him propofol. Murray said he repeatedly asked Jackson what other physicians were treating him and what drugs they were prescribing. Murray said Jackson refused to give the information.