Word spread rapidly. Conference lines were muted as people questioned, “What?! No way!” Picture open-space work environment. News sites popped up on monitors. Anna Nicole Smith: Dead at 39.
The one distraction at work this week was the death of a Playboy Playmate. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this in my blog, but I am an entertainment gossip fiend. It’s my one vice (well, besides alcohol and credit card roulette). I scour the latest news on anyone who’s anyone on a daily basis. When I come home from work, I pop in a Lean Cuisine and check the headlines. And I don’t mean political headlines, I’m talking about the important stuff. Justin Timberlake and Cameron Diaz call it quits. Zach Braff opens up about depression. Lindsay Lohan in rehab.
Anna Nicole Smith collapses in hotel room. I couldn’t believe it. The gold-digger had gone the way of her overdosed son who had died only five months earlier. Let me see if I can get this all straight.
1. Anna Nicole Smith continued her legal battle over her ex-husband’s inheritance.
2. Gave birth to daughter, Dannielynn (which I personally think is the cutest name ever!)
3. 20-year-old son dies.
4. Dannielynn’s paternity is in question as three men are claiming to be her father.
Who would’ve thunk? This tops the most incredulous of soap opera plots. I pride myself in knowing all the latest and greatest so if ever you feel like you’re in the dark…or if you’re gone on an international expedition and want to know what’s up when you head back to the States, give me a call. I will definitely fill you in.