After TMZ reported that 15-year-old Paris Jackson was rushed to the hospital early this morning after trying to kill herself, her mother Debbie Rowe told Entertainment Tonight that it’s true and she’s currently in a hospital in Los Angeles. Debbie says that Paris had “a lot going on” lately. Around 10 hours ago, Paris tweeted this:
yesterday , all my troubles seemed so far away
now it looks as though they’re here to stay
TMZ says that somebody at Paris Jackson’s house in Calabasas, CA called 911 a little before 1:30 this morning. The caller suspected that Paris overdosed, but a different source says that the paramedics found cuts on one of her wrists. TMZ also says that Paris is “doing okay.”
Once Detective La Toya tries to make Paris feel better by performing an acoustic, hospital room performance of (Ain’t Nobody Loves You) Like I Do, she’s coming after Debbie Rowe for opening her mouth.
And because some of you might need something to combat the sadness, here’s a Pom puppy rolling itself into a Pom puppy burrito.
That didn’t help, right?
Here’s Paris spending time with Detective La Toya’s new #1 enemy two weekends ago.
And now the angels in heaven are taking in Jean Stapleton’s beautiful hairline (which looks like upside down ocean waves of hair) and exquisitely drawn eyebrows (which I’m pretty sure were drawn on with a No.2 pencil and tar), because she died in NYC of natural causes yesterday. Jean was 90.
Jean was born in NYC and she started her career by yodeling and dancing on Broadway in Funny Girls, Damn Yankees and Bells are Ringing. She guest starred in a few TV shows before she got the role of lovable dingbat Edith Bunker in All in the Family. Jean won three Emmys and played Edith for 9 seasons. After All in the Family ended, she guest starred on a million more TV shows and played Birdie, the shop assistant whose nipples got hard for General Franco, in You’ve Got Mail.
Jean’s husband of 26 years, William Putch, died in 1983. She’s survived by her two kids.
Rest in peace, flawless dingbat…. You are now reunited with Archie Bunker. (In Edith’s case, I don’t know if that’s a good thing for a bad thing).
Before I even knew what a psychologist was (and before a couple psychologists dumped me as a patient), I watched Dr. Joyce Brothers on TV. Even though I really didn’t know what she was talking about, I was into her and it was mostly because of her gorgeous hair flip. And now Dr. Joyce Brothers is in heaven.
The Los Angeles Times says that the pop culture icon and one of the most famous psychologists in the world died today in NYC at the age of 85. Dr. Joyce Brothers’ publicist passed the news to the media, but didn’t give a cause of death.
Dr. Joyce Brothers became famous in 1955 when she was the first woman to win the grand prize on the television game show The $64,000 Question. After that, she regularly showed up on TV shows to give advice and that led to getting her own column in Good Housekeeping. Dr. Joyce Brothers also played herself in an episode of Melrose Place and an episode of The Love Beat.
Dr. Joyce Brothers married Milton Brothers (an internist, not a board game maker) in 1949 and they stayed together until his death in 1989. Dr. Joyce Brothers is survived by her daughter, her sister, her four grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.
Dr. Joyce Brothers’ death reminds me that most things were better in the 80s. In the 80s and 90s we had Dr. Joyce Brothers and now we have Dr. Phil’s stupid ass. Come back, Dr. Joyce Brothers. Come back!
Dim all the lights in Genoa City, because the matriarch of The Young and the Restless and soap opera legend, Jeanne Cooper, died today at the age of 84. Jeanne has been sick in a bad way recently and was in out of the hospital. No cause of death was given. Jeanne’s son, Corbin Bernsen of L.A. Law, said on Facebook today that his sister was at her side when their mother floated off to heaven.
Wasn’t sure how I would have to say these words so I opt for simplicity at least to begin…
My mother passed away this morning just a short time ago, peaceful with my sister by her side, in her sleep. I was going to visit this afternoon, thought I had time. Reminder to self – time is a precious thing. I too am at peace however. I said my goodbyes several times over during the last few weeks. I’ll go one last time now for a gentle kiss a final farewell for this lifetime. She has been a blaze her entire life, that beacon, that boxer I spoke of earlier. She went the full twelve rounds and by unanimous decision… won! And while her light finally gave into the wind that gives flight to all our journeys, there will always be a glimmer left behind by what she stood for. I will speak about that more in coming days, months I suppose.
I will certainly dedicate what remains of my life to continue her purpose of honesty, equality, humility, empathy and love. So many of you have said your prayers for her and right now, today, I can say the best way to honor her is to inhabit your lives with those things she stood for. I would ask that closer friends respectfully give us some time to find our family’s path in this transition, and please limit calls, emails and the rest for a couple of days. As always, your outpouring of love here on this page, is not only welcomed to continue but truly appreciated and comforting. I asked my sister what time she passed exactly, and she told me (not to important for public record) but I was working out and just happened to pick out a song for my final moments on the treadmill – “Everlasting Light” by the Black Keys. Oh what a wonder it all is… what a magnificence!
Jeanne Cooper started playing Katherine Chancellor on Y&R in 1973 and she never stopped. She won a Daytime Emmy for Lead Actress in 2008 and received a Lifetime Achievement Award in 2004.
Rest in peace, Mrs. Chancellor… We’ll all honor your memory today by barging into the office of that (really hot) tramp Jill Abbott #1:
And we’ll continue to honor your memory by slapping down that bitch Jill Abbott #3:
(Pic via Gina Colombo)
The Simpsons creator Matt Groening’s mother Margaret Ruth Groening (née Wiggum) died peacefully in her sleep on April 22nd in Portland. Margaret was the inspiration for Marge Simpson and I did not know this, but Matt named most of The Simpsons characters after members of his own family. Margaret’s obit reads like The Simpsons family tree.
Homer is the name of Matt’s father and Lisa and Maggie are the name of his sisters. Bart is an anagram of Brat and is supposedly based on Matt. His brother Mark didn’t make the cut. Even Patty was the name of one of Matt’s relatives. It makes me sad knowing that Patty died earlier this year. Because if she was anything like her character, I would’ve liked to bitch about life with her while trying to pick up pieces at the gay bar.
Rest in peace, real-life Marge Simpson.
The memory of me freak dancing to a Kriss Kross song at my junior high school dance is now dead, because Chris Kelly of Kriss Kross has floated, backwards of course, off to heaven. Chris was only 34 years old.
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution says that Chris was found unresponsive at his home in Atlanta this afternoon. The paramedics took him to the Atlanta Medical Center where he was pronounced dead. Chris’ cause of death is not known right now and there’s not a lot of details beyond that. The Medical Examiner’s Office says that an autopsy will be done tomorrow morning.
Chris and Chris “Daddy Mac” Smith were discovered by Jermaine Dupri in 1990 at a mall in Atlanta. Jermaine helped them get a record deal and two years later their first album came out. They toured with Michael Jackson and their album’s biggest hit “Jump” went to #1 in the US. After their third album came out, they separated for a second and tried to do their own thing. The last I heard, they were planning a comeback.
I’m wearing sweats right now, so the front pretty much looks the same as the back, but I’m still going to wear them backwards in honor of Mac Daddy. RIP.
And we’ll never jump again.