Category: Sadness

The Puppy That The Rock Saved From Drowning Has Died From Eating Poisonous Mushrooms

September 29, 2015 / Posted by:

Just when I was about to post a puppy video to counter the sad death posts I’ve done within the last 12 hours, I get death news about a puppy. Fuck this shit. Let’s just grab an economy-sized bottle of something mind-numbing and a bag of Milanos and go back to bed.

Right after Labor Day, The Rock made a hundred thousand dead hearts feel actual warm emotion when he told the tale of how he saved his brand new French Bulldog baby Brutus from drowning to death. Six seconds after bringing home two French Bulldog puppies, The Rock put them in the background to piss and shit and one of them, Brutus, ran straight into the pool, fell in and sunk to the bottom. The Rock saved him. Because ice cold cynicism runs through my veins, I labeled the whole thing a stunt.

Well, Brutus lived, but sadly, his young puppy life was cut way too short and it’s all because of some bitch ass mushrooms. Most dogs are living garbage disposals. When I take my dog for a walk, I have to keeps my eyes all the way open, because he’ll put absolutely anything in his mouth no matter how disgusting it is. (I wonder where he got that from?!) The Rock writes on Instagram that Brutus ate some mushrooms that were growing in the backyard and those mushrooms took him on a trip to the animal hospital where later died.

Another reminder we have to live and love as greatly as we can today, because tomorrow is never guaranteed.
At approximately 11:15pm last night myself and @laurenhashianofficial had to make the painful decision to end Brutus’ suffering by taking him off of life support and sending his soul to pup heaven. I held his lil’ paw as he was finally at peace.

As all puppies and dogs do, he ate a mushroom while playing outside with his brother Hobbs. This mushroom happened to have a lethal toxicity and within hours it was rapidly destroying his liver and immune system to the point of no return.

I encourage all of you out there to be mindful of mushrooms in your yards, parks or anywhere outside your dogs play. What looks innocent, can be deadly to your lil’ family members.

Thank you Dr. Deckelbaum and Dr. West and the incredibly caring nurses and staff at The Animal Medical Center At Cooper City. We’ll always love you Brutus.. and you’ll always be my lil’ rough housing Brute.

Rest in peace, Brutus, you are now in heaven, swimming in the deep end and eating all the mushrooms you want. Also RIP to The Rock’s gardeners for not pulling out those mushrooms in his backyard.

Tags: ,

Cathriona White, Jim Carrey’s Girlfriend, Committed Suicide

September 29, 2015 / Posted by:

This is just all kinds of fucking terrible and there’s really no other way to say it. Cathriona White, who dated Jim Carrey on-and-off since 2012, was found dead at a home in Los Angeles last night. Police believe she intentionally overdosed on pills. She was only 28.

TMZ says that two of Cathriona’s friends went to check on her last night and they found her body. There were pills next to her. She also left a suicide note where she wrote about how she broke up with Jim Carrey on September 24th. 53-year-old Jim and Cathriona started dating in 2012 and they dated a few months before breaking up. They decided to give it another go in May.

Cathriona tweeted this a few days ago:

UPDATE – Jim told Entertainment Tonight that he’s “deeply saddened” about the death of his ex-girlfriend and he also said this:

“She was a truly kind and delicate Irish flower, too sensitive for this soil, to whom loving and being loved was all that sparkled. My heart goes out to her family and friends and to everyone who loved and cared about her. We have all been hit with a lightning bolt.”


Catherine Coulson, The Log Lady From Twin Peaks, Has Died

September 28, 2015 / Posted by:

Well, this is an extra large pile of sad. Catherine Coulson, who brought the iconic Log Lady to life in Twin Peaks, died this morning of cancer. She was 71.

Catherine Coulson first met David Lynch when she was a camera assistant on Eraserhead. Wikipedia says that during the four-year-long shoot, they created the character of the Log Lady together. David Lynch told her that in the fuckery factory known as his brain, he pictured her carrying around a big log. Fifteen years later, the image in David Lynch’s mind came-to-life when she played the Log Lady through the 2-season-run of Twin Peaks. The Log Lady also made an appearance in the movie Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me. Catherine was supposed to reunite with her log for the return of Twin Peaks on Showtime in 2017. I’m waiting for Showtime to announce that they’re not bringing it back, because Twin Peaks without the Log Lady is not Twin Peaks.

David Lynch said these sweet words about his Log Lady:

“Today I lost one of my dearest friends. Catherine was solid gold. She was always there for her friends. She was filled with love for all people — for her family, for her work. She was a tireless worker. She had a great sense of humor; she loved to laugh and make people laugh. She was a spiritual person, a longtime TM meditator. She was the Log Lady.”

Catherine Coulson is survived by her husband Marc Sirinsky, their daughter and of course, her log.

Rest in peace, Log Lady.


The Day Glamour Died: Jackie Collins Has Passed Away

September 19, 2015 / Posted by:

It’s not only the day that glamour died, but it’s the day that literature has died and every spot on every leopard print blazer has fallen off. This one has seriously stabbed me hard in the heart, because I didn’t think this day would ever come. Jackie Collins, one of the world’s foremost purveyors of luxurious glamour and one of my favorite novelists, has died. She was 77.

People says that Jackie was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer six-and-a-half years ago and that’s news to all of us, because she kept it very private and only told her daughters. Jackie didn’t tell her older sister Joan Collins until 2 weeks ago, because she knew it would hit her hard and she didn’t want to “burden” her with it.. Jackie did talk about it with People just a few days ago. Jackie wanted everyone to know that after the diagnosis, she kept on living and kept on writing through all the radiation and other treatments.

“Looking back, I’m not sorry about anything I did. I did it my way, as Frank Sinatra would say. I’ve written five books since the diagnosis, I’ve lived my life, I’ve travelled all over the world, I have not turned down book tours and no one has ever known until now when I feel as though I should come out with it. Now I want to save other people’s lives.”

Jackie’s first novel, The World Is Full Of Married Men, was published in 1968. Australia and South Africa banned it for being sucio and filthy, but it became a best-seller in the UK because of that. Jackie’s last novel, The Santangelos, came out in June. Between her first novel and her last novel, she wrote dozens of book and has sold nearly 500 million copies worldwide. I’ve read more than half of them. I read my first Jackie Collins’ novel, Hollywood Wives, when I was probably 12 years old. I bought it at a yard sale, because I knew she was Joan  Collins’ sister and thought the cover was the most glamorous thing I ever saw. My eyes ate that novel up in one day and I went on to read the rest of the Hollywood Wives series and the Lucky Santangelo series. She was a master at storytelling and every book of hers I read was perfect fun to me.

Jackie is survived by her three daughters, Tracy, Tiffany and Rory, and her sister Joan. I shouldn’t have said that it’s the day that glamour has died. Because Joan will make Jackie proud by keeping glamour alive. And we still have Jackie’s words of glamour which will live on forever.


Joan gave this statement to People today:

“She was my best friend. I admire how she handled this. She was a wonderful, brave and a beautiful person and I love her.”

Rest in peace, Jackie Collins. You are now in heaven, wearing the finest diamonds while drinking champagne with the angels.

Wes Craven Has Died

August 30, 2015 / Posted by:

I didn’t think this would ever really happen and this is a serious shock. One of the masters of scaring the fuck out of us as kids, Wes Craven, is now in heaven, making the angels shit their pants.

Variety brings us some shitty, shitty news. Wes Craven died today at his home in Los Angeles at the age of 76. Scream out another, “FUCK YOU, YOU CUNT CANCER,” because Wes died of brain cancer.

The first movie Wes ever directed was 1972’s The Last House on the Left and the last movie he directed was 2011’s Scream 4. Between those movies, he directed The Hills Have Eyes, A Nightmare on Elm Street, all the Screams, Music of the Heart and Vampire in Brooklyn. And he had many more in him.

While reading about Wes on Wikipedia, I learned that he made many hardcore porn movies under pseudonyms. I really hope one of his pseudonyms was Wes CravenYourPussay.

Wes Craven is survived by his two children, Jonathan and Jessica, and his third wife Iya Labunka.

Rest in peace, Wes Craven. I don’t think I closed my eyes for at least 24 hours after watching Nightmare on Elm Street for the first time as a little kid, so thank you.


Morgan Freeman’s Step-Granddaughter Was Found Stabbed To Death

August 16, 2015 / Posted by:

Well, this is some truly depressing news for a Sunday. The New York Post is reporting that Morgan Freeman’s step-granddaughter and Goddaughter (and his alleged – by the National Enquirer, of course – one-time fiance) E’Dena Hines was found stabbed to death on a sidewalk in Manhattan just before 3am on Sunday morning. Police say they found E’Dena had been stabbed multiple times when they arrived, and that her ex was standing over her body, screaming incoherently.

E’Dena was taken to Harlem Hospital, where she was pronounced dead. E’Dena was 33. The New York Post says her alleged killer was arrested and taken into custody for a psychiatric evaluation. They add that police say it’s still unclear as to why the alleged stabber snapped. Morgan Freeman has released the following statement regarding the death of his Goddaughter, which I’m sure we’ll all read in Morgan Freeman’s voice:

“The world will never know her artistry in talent, and how much she had to offer. Her friends and family were fortunate enough to have known what she meant as a person. Her star will continue to shine bright in our hearts, thoughts and prayers. May she rest in peace.”

Pic: Splash


Farewell, Uggie

August 12, 2015 / Posted by:

Uggie, the breakout star of The Artist who showed up every trick he was in a scene with, has floated up to the great, big Hollywood dog park in the sky where he’s sniffing the b-holes of the original Lassie, Ubu, Moose and Honey Tree Evil Eye (aka Spuds McKenzie). TMZ says that Uggie was sent to heaven on Friday in Los Angeles by his human/trainer Omar Von Mueller. Omar made the hard decision to put Uggie to sleep, because he’s been in a sick way for a while. Uggie had a mean ass prostate tumor that wouldn’t let him be great and the past few weeks were really hard for him. Uggie was 13 in human years and 68 in Jack Russell Terrier years (according to the Pedigree dog age calculator).

Uggie’s showbiz career started when he was rescued by Omar. Uggie was headed to the pound at the time. Omar trained Uggie and he started his career by performing in a dog talent show that toured all over the US and South America. Uggie went on to star in commercials and movies. Uggie’s IMDB page says that he made his movie debut in What’s Up, Scarlet? opposite the Queen of the Oscars Sally Kirkland. Uggie was in Water for Elephants before he gave the performance of a lifetime in The Artist. Uggie’s work in The Artist won him the Palm Dog Award for best canine performance at Cannes.

Uggie was in an episode of Key & Peele before he retired from the acting game in 2012.

Jean Dujardin paid tribute to his former co-star on Instagram. I’m not going to translate it, because it just sounds more poetic when read in Jean Dujardin’s French speaking voice.

Affectueuses pensées pour mon partenaire hors du commun. R.I.P Uggie…

Rest in peace, Uggie. You are now in heaven where all the angels look like Jean Dujardin and let you lick their faces anytime you want.



Frank Gifford Has Passed Away

August 9, 2015 / Posted by:

Today my fond childhood memories of watching Frank Gifford look like he’d rather be getting an unanesthetized root canal than sitting through another syrupy Christmas ballad during Kathie Lee: Home For Christmas just got a whole lot sadder. NBC News says that NFL legend and Kathie Lee Gifford’s husband of 29 years died this morning. Frank Gifford was 84. Frank’s family released the following statement about Frank’s death:

“It is with the deepest sadness that we announce the sudden passing of our beloved husband, father and friend, Frank Gifford. Frank died suddenly this beautiful Sunday morning of natural causes at his Connecticut home. We rejoice in the extraordinary life he was privileged to live, and we feel grateful and blessed to have been loved by such an amazing human being. We ask that our privacy be respected at this difficult time and we thank you for your prayers.”

Frank Gifford leaves behind five children (three with his first wife and two with Kathie Lee), and five grandchildren.

I know very little about football, but I do know that Frank Gifford was a pretty big deal. Frank played 12 seasons with the New York Giants and was inducted into the Pro Football Hall of Fame in 1977. Once he was done playing football, he became a football commentator, first for CBS, then for Monday Night Football until 1997. Around the same time, Kathie Lee and Frank’s marriage had a hiccup when it was revealed he cheated on her with a flight attendant, but they decided to stick it out. In addition to the family’s statement, Kathie Lee released her own on Twitter earlier today:


Rowdy Roddy Piper Has Died

July 31, 2015 / Posted by:

Well, there goes another piece of my 80s childhood. Roderick Toombs, known as Rowdy Roddy Piper to hos of the 80s and WWE fans, has gone off to the gates of heaven to chew bubblegum and kick ass (and yes, he’s all out of bubblegum).

TMZ says that Roddy Piper died in his sleep from cardiac arrest last night. He was found this morning at his home in Hollywood, CA. He was 61. He was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma back in 2006, but a family member tells TMZ that he was cancer-free at the time of his death.

Roddy Piper was a big reason why the WWF (now the WWE) was huge in the 80s and he was one of the most popular villains. Hulk Hogan was considered a good guy back then and was one of Roddy’s biggest rivals. I know, how times have changed. Roddy pressed pause on his wrestling career in the early 90s to act in movies full-time. He returned to the WWE several times and was inducted into its Hall of Fame in 2005.

Roddy is survived by his wife Kitty and their 4 kids.

Rest in peace Roddy Piper. No one could work a kilt, a belt from Merry Go Round and a too-tight tee like you did.


The Houstons And Browns Are Reportedly Fighting Over Bobbi Kristina’s Funeral Arrangements

July 29, 2015 / Posted by:

Bobbi Kristina Brown barely flew up to heaven to be with Nippy a few days ago, and you’d think that maybe the Houston and Brown families would put all their stupid bullshit aside for once and come together. But well, if People is telling the truth, they’re back to their messy ways.

Bobbi Kristina’s funeral is set for Saturday in Atlanta, GA. After the funeral, she will go to New Jersey to be laid to rest next to Whitney Houston. That’s apparently pretty much all the Houston and Brown families can agree on. A source tells People that there’s still many arrangements to be made, but the families are having a hard time agreeing on anything. That strong wind that hit all of them in the face hard is Whitney trying to slap some sense into them.

“Both sides [of the family] are still not happy and on the same page,” says the source of the Browns and Houstons. “There is a lot going on behind the scenes. There is a lot to do in a very short time.”

Adds another source: “Things are constantly changing.”

I’m not sure why they’re not on the same page. It seems like it would be pretty simple. Second Cousin Dionne Warwick will open with a song, Cissy Houston and Bobby Brown will close with a song, Aunt Tina will handle the refreshments and Nick Gordon won’t be around since he may be in a jail cell. Actually, scratch Aunt Tina from refreshments, because she shouldn’t be around glassware.


alt="drupal analytics" >