Anna Nicole Smith Dead at 39

Reality star Anna Nicole Smith died Thursday after collapsing at a South Florida hotel, one of her lawyers said.

Smith, 39, did not respond to CPR, and her boyfriend, Howard K. Stern, 38, was with her when she passed, her attorney, Ron Rale, told FOX News.

The former Playboy Playmate was found unresponsive Thursday in her Seminole Hard Rock Cafe Hotel and Casino room in Hollywood, Fla.

Emergency responders performed CPR at the scene and a breathing apparatus was inserted in her throat, hotel officials told TMZ.com. Smith was immediately transported to Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood just after 2 p.m. EST.

Local streets were closed off to rush Smith to the hospital, three miles away. Paramedics were seen pumping her chest as she was taken from the hotel.

Stern told "Entertainment Tonight" that her temperature was running high Wednesday night and that the couple had been in Florida shopping for a new boat.

"She checked in Monday at 8 p.m. as a guest. She was due to check out tomorrow," said Danielle Giordaano, a spokeswoman for the Hard Rock Hotel.

Look to the Future!

Maybe you're not overjoyed about how things worked out. There's nothing you can do about it now. If the past continues to haunt you, the only ways to change it are through rewriting your memories or blocking them out altogether. Shifting your focus would help a lot, too. Stop looking backward all the time. Turn your gaze to the future. Starting now, this is where you can make a difference. Let your previously learned lessons guide you without forcing your hand. Circumstances will be different every time. Respond to the current conditions and make something completely new.

A Quick and Thugly Divorce

Looks like it is going to be a quick and thugly divorce for Bobby and Whitney.  Man they are both guttural types.  Now they will be loose on the world.  I heard some crazy rumor that Whitney was dating Ray-J. Poor boy.  He does not know that he had gotten into.  She is low class and will drag him down.  You can’t make a diamond out of a cow’s ear.  She seems to look better these days.  I hope the drug problem is gone at last.  I know that will be a life long struggle.  Bobby?  Get to stepping’ is all I got to say.  Women out there..be afraid, be very afraid!

Man Finds Diamond in Park

Why was it not me finding the diamond?! It should have been me!

MURFREESBORO, Arkansas (AP) -- A Wisconsin man visiting a state park took home the ultimate souvenir: a 5.47-carat canary diamond.

Bob Wehle of Ripon, Wisconsin, found the diamond at the Crater of Diamonds State Park in Murfreesboro October 14. The park is the world's only publicly operated diamond site where visitors are allowed to search and keep any gems they find.

Wehle's 5.47-carat diamond is bright yellow and has no visible flaws, said Tom Stolarz, park superintendent. It is the second-largest gem unearthed this year at the park.

"At first glance, it makes you think of lemon drop candy," Stolarz said.

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Diamond Brownridge Dies

The Cook County Medical Examiner's office said Thursday that lack of oxygen to the brain caused by anesthesia during a dental procedure caused the death of a five-year-old girl.

The autopsy was conducted on the body of Diamond Brownridge, who died Wednesday at Children's Memorial Hospital.

NBC5's Phil Rogers reported that although the cause of death was ruled an accident, the medical examiner's office said that was due to the anesthesia procedure. The pathologist who did the autopsy said either Brownridge's airway was not kept clear during the procedure while she was under anesthesia or the girl received too much anesthesia.

Rest In Peace, Diamond

The pathologist said he has asked Children's Memorial Hospital for any blood that they might have left over from when Brownridge first was admitted, so he can conduct toxicology reports, Rogers reported.

Brownridge's mother said she is not mad at the man who performed the procedure.

"My heart goes out to this dentist," Ommettress Travis said in a radio interview Thursday morning. "I'm not angry (at him). I'm praying for his family. I think we're both going through the same thing right now."

State records show dentist Hicham Riba was licensed in the state in 1997. He was in contact with family several times to see how Diamond was doing, Travis said. Riba said he is praying for Brownridge's family, and he considers himself to be a responsible dentist.

"The day this incident happened, he did come to the hospital and seemed very remorseful," she said.

"I really don't think the dentist or his assistant knew (Diamond) wasn't breathing," Travis told WGCI in a radio interview.

Travis was tearful as she described her daughter.

"Diamond was a people person," Travis said. "She loved church so much, she loved the Lord. She was beautiful and was never unhappy. Diamond was an angel and she loved life itself."

Family described the 5-year-old as a charter school student who was full of life, receiving As and a few Bs, and as a little girl who loves church.

"I told her 'Time to come home ... and go to church. Wake up. Daddy needs you at home,'" said her father, Paris, on Monday. "She's gotta come home. Her daddy loves her (and) misses her. She's my world."

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Proud to be a BAP!

My brother got me this book for christmas. How did he know? I have always been a black american princess in every sense of the word! Unfortunately there are not any princes out there. At least I have a great tiara!

Swarovski Azhara Tiara

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The Date Interview

My mother thought that the world was made up of different classes of people. There were only two. Low class and Appropriate Class or I guess High Class. While she tended to place everyone she knew, met or worked with in a category, I could never see the world that way. My mother could just look at someone and knew instantly what class they belonged to. She felt that I needed to do this too when I made decisions about friends or people to date. Well, I was a very late bloomer being very shy and quiet.

Dating was quite an experience. I did not date until my junior year of high school. Before anyone could go out with me they had to pass the test my mother gave them. Before the date was even sanctioned, the unsuspecting boy had to come over to my house for an interview by my mother. If they did not EVEN pass the interview the date would never happen. So...said boy would show up to meet my parents. Setting was the formal living room, not the comfortable den. My mother and father would sit on the sofa and he would sit in the chair. I was sitting at the formal dining room table watching. It was all that I could do. It was totally out of my control. Plesantries were exchanged and the interrogation would begin. My mother did all the talking.

She would ask all of the following questions:
1. Who are your people and what are their names?
2. Where do you live?
3. What do your parents do for a living?
4. How long have your parents worked at those jobs?
5. How old are you?
6. What grade are you in?
7. Do you plan to attend college?
8. If so where do you plan to attend college?
9. Do you smoke?
10. Do you drink?

Those were the basics and depending on the answers, those questions could be expanded upon. Well, even if the boy passed the test, the grilling he got was severe and he most likely would not want to go out. Imagine a bug under a magnifying glass. That was how I felt just listening and I was not even my potential date. I did go out on less than 5 dates my entire high school career. Once the news got around that any boy I wanted to see or who wanted to see me had to interview with my mother, boys steered clear. If the boy failed my mothers test he was told on the spot that I was off limits and could not ever go out with them. Out of the 2 handfuls of people that she interviewed I feel that 2 really good honest people got away. One was a guy (I cannot recall his name now) who was in the ROTC and was going to college and entering the military. He came to call once after the interview and my sent him away post haste.

I imagine that the boy felt much like the dragonfly caught in the web my spider parents set out for him.

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For the Love of Beans

My first love was a bean pole. I was in first grade. I do not know what grade he was in. I think he was in 6th. He was my first crush. He was thin and tall and handsome and I just swooned when he walked the school halls. I remember being like a deer in headlights whenever I saw him in the hall. He did not have me to think about. I was invisible. Just a little first grader with a crush.

I wonder where he is in the world now. I remember his name was Dagwood. Yes, Dagwood. He would say hi to me at times as just about everyone was nice to one of the teachers daughters.

Where is my Dagwood? Man, I need him now.

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Manless Swiss Army Watches

Swiss Army Alliance Watch - Silver White Dial - Stainless Bracelet - Small Size

I have a Swiss Army watch. How I came about it is funny. Well, maybe not. It probably really is sad. I grew up with parents that always said plan for the future, save for the future, so I did a lot of that and still do. I was working at my local mall about 4 years ago and this watch was a return at our store. Originally the watch cost $360. FYI: Mine was slightly different from this one. It has a Mickey Mouse head at the top. We sold a few Disney watches with all the other things we sold. We sold a collection of Swiss Army watches.

Well, this one was returned by a man who was given the watch by his wife. It was nice! I credited his credit card the $360. I put the watch aside for me because it was during a special time for employees...we were allowed to buy things at 50% instead of the usual 25%. Plus! And the was the best, I had won a 25% off coupon for winning a sales contest so I had that on top of the 50%. I was buying that mans watch because it was a deal. AND, it was an investment. I was buying it for a man that I hoped to have as my own. That would be a nice gift for him. What man would not want a Swiss Army watch given to him by his woman?

Did I have a man? Did I have a date? Did I even have a prospect? Hell to the no! I had not had a date in 3 years. I had hope. Hope that someone would look my way and find me interesting. I bought that watch and put in the closet for a rainy day. After about a year, I took it out and looked at it. Still no man. Can a watch go into your hope chest? Christmas was coming, now a year later. Should I give it to my father, brother? No. My father most likely would not wear it. He likes the LED watches. It is easier on his eyes. My brother always had watches given to him from his fiance every 2 years or so. He had a collection. My manless watch went back into the closet. It was a beautiful watch and there it sat in the closet, in the dark in the booth, in the back. (That sounds like Flip Wilson, doesn't it?)

Well. 2 years passed and that watch still was manless in the closet. Finally after the third year of being in the closet, I took it out again and looked at it. Wishful thinking. Wishful thinking that I would have a man to give that watch to as a gift. I put it on. It was big. The face was large. It was a man's watch afterall. I took out 2 links. It could now fit my wrist. Hell, I would wear the damned thing. So I did. On my casual days, out comes the swiss army watch. I get lots of compliments on it. I still have no man, but I got a watch.

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Affairs Can Be Gems...Of a Sort!

THE FIRST AFFAIR:

A married man was having an affair with his secretary. One day, their passions overcame them and they took off for her house, where they made passionate love all afternoon. Exhausted from the wild sex, they fell asleep, awakening around 8:00 PM. As the man threw on his clothes, he told the woman to take his shoes outside and rub them through the grass and dirt. Mystified, she
nonetheless complied. He slipped into his shoes and drove home. "Where have you been?" demanded his wife when he entered the house. "Darling, I can't lie to you. I've been having an affair with my secretary and we've been having sex all afternoon. I fell asleep and didn't wake up until eight o'clock." The wife glanced down at his shoes and said, "You lying bastard. You've been playing golf."

THE SECOND AFFAIR:

There was a middle-aged couple that had two stunningly beautiful teenage daughters. The couple decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted. After months of trying, the wife finally got pregnant and sure enough, delivered a healthy baby boy nine months later. The joyful father rushed into the nursery to see his new son. He took one look and was horrified to see the ugliest child he had ever seen. He went to his wife and told her there was no way he could be the father of that child. "Look at the two beautiful daughters I fathered." Then he gave her a stern look and asked, "Have you been fooling around on me?" The wife just smiled sweetly and said, "Not this time."

THE THIRD AFFAIR:

A mortician was working late one night. It was his job to examine the dead bodies before they were sent off to be buried or cremated. As he examined the body of Mr. Schwartz, who was about to be cremated, he made an amazing discovery. Schwartz had the longest private part he had ever seen. "I'm sorry, Mr. Schwartz," said the mortician, "but I can't send you off to be cremated with a tremendously huge member like this. It has to be saved for posterity." With that, the coroner used his tools to remove the dead man's amazingly huge wachamacallit. He stuffed his prize into a briefcase and took it home. The first person he showed it to was his wife. "I have something to show you that you won't believe," he said, and opened up his briefcase. "Oh my God" his wife screamed, "Schwartz is dead."

THE FOURTH AFFAIR:

A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening the front door. "Hurry," she said, "stand in the corner." Then she quickly rubbed baby oil all over him and then dusted him with talcum powder. "Don't move until I tell you to," she whispered. "Just pretend you're a statue." "What's this, honey?" the husband inquired as he entered the room. "Oh, it's a statue," she replied nonchalantly. "The Smiths bought one for their bedroom. I liked it so much, I got one for us too." No more was said about the statue, not even later when they went to sleep. Around two in the morning, the husband got out of bed, went to the kitchen, and returned a while later with a sandwich and a glass of milk. "Here," he said to the statue, "eat something. I stood like an idiot at the Smith's house for three days and nobody offered me as much as a glass of water."

THE FIFTH AFFAIR:

A man walks into a nightclub one night. He goes up to the bar and asks for a beer. "Certainly, Sir, that'll be 1 cent." "One cent?", exclaimed the man. The bartender replied, "Yes." So the man glances over at the menu and asks, "Could I have a nice juicy T-bone steak with chips, peas, and a fried egg?" "Certainly, Sir," replies the barman, "but that comes to real money." "How much money?" inquires the man. "Four cents," the bartender replied. "Where's the guy who owns this place?" The bartender replied, "Upstairs, with my wife." The man says, "What's he doing upstairs with your wife?" The bartender replied, "The same thing as I'm doing to his business."

THE SIXTH AFFAIR:

Jake was dying. His wife, Becky, was maintaining a candlelight vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly. "Becky my darling," he whispered. "Hush my love," she said. "Rest, don't talk." He was insistent. "Becky," he said in his tired voice, "I have something that I must confess." There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Becky, "everything's all right, go to sleep." "No, no. I must die in peace, Becky. I , I slept with your sister, with your best friend, with her best friend, and with you mother." "I know, my sweet one" whispered Becky, "that's why I poisoned you."

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Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown Divorcing!

Whitney Houston has filed for divorce from Bobby Brown after 14 years of marriage. Their often turbulent relationship is reportedly coming to an end as Access Hollywood confirmed the news with Whitney Houston’s publicist on Wednesday.

After they tied the knot 14 years ago, the road to love hasn’t been smooth for Whitney and Bobby, but as of today it looks as though Houston is finally ready to make a change and officially split from Brown. According to Access Hollywood Whitney Houston is legally separated from Bobby Brown and will be filing for divorce in October. Whitney’s representative, Nancy Seltzer told the outlet that Houston had filed separation papers last Friday and Brown was served with the documents yesterday, September 12.

Whitney is a bad as Bobby. She has always been ghetto in my eyes. They belong together. Forever! Would anyone want to date either one of them? Please!!! They ain't no diamonds! They just rough!

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Lou Diamond Phillips Arrested

Prosecutors have charged Lou Diamond Phillips with domestic battery in connection with an incident last month involving his live-in girlfriend.

The 44-year-old actor, best known for his roles in "La Bamba" and "Stand and Deliver," could face a maximum of one year in jail and a $2,000 fine if convicted of the misdemeanor charge. His arraignment was scheduled for October 18.

According to police reports, Phillips got into an argument with his girlfriend, and it escalated into a physical fight in the early hours of August 11. His girlfriend, who was not identified in court documents, "was pushed and dragged across the house resulting in scrapes to both knees," City Attorney Rocky Delgadillo said in a statement.

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Lou! Your diamond is no longer sparkling for me. If you are having problems with a significant other, leave before hitting them. Is jail worth it? You are now in the "Thug" class.

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Alexis Bittar Silk Ribbon Necklace

Now when I look at this, I think ..okay..I could make this myself and charge $70 for it. I am not that impressed. Will that unfinished ribbon last very long or look good very long? Suppose you get your body lotions or creams on it? It would be done for.

Alexis Bittar Silk Ribbon Gothic Links in Brown
Leave it to a man to bring a new edgy perspective to women's accessories. Brooklyn-native Alexis Bittar brings his passion for turn-of-the-century jewelry into the present with a mixture of semi-precious stones and gothic decor.
•	Color - Brown & Gold
•	Lobster claw closure
•	Unfinished ribbon is woven through gothic links

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A Promise Ring

Round Diamonds Rings: $159

The first ring I ever got from a boy was given to me in elementary school. 4th grade. He was not even a kid I liked. We had just moved from the city to the suburbs and the developement we lived in was a large circle. !/2 the circle was one street and the other 1/2 made up the rest of the neighborhood. The 2nd half of the circle, Woodly Circle was the last 1/2 of the circle to be developed. The first half of the circle, Haywood Circle was where the developers began building. The homes on Haywood were there about a year before the homes on Woodly were begun.

The people on Haywood all knew each other and were well established and the kids all knew each other and were clicky. Stuck up was really the word. It the days of segregation, it was the first black subburban area out side of the city. Lots of teachers and ministers lived there and most seemed stuck up. (FYI:My mom was a teacher also.) As it turned out most of the people on that circle were what we used to call, "high yellow."

They were black people closer to their slave roots. They had the black, long, wavey "good hair." No nigga naps for them. They were light skinned and they did not like darker skinned black people. They were a race almost unto themselves. They only dated each other and married each other and rarely looked at anyone darker than themselves.

The boy who gave me my first right lived on that high yellow part of the circle and he was too. He was a pudgy little boy , wavey hair and a big smile. He was nice and was not as stuck up as some of his neighbors. His mother and mine taught at the same school. I rememeher it was summer and most of the kids I played with were boys. The girls all lived on the other half of the circle and did not assiciate with me. I was way to dark. I wanted to play with those girls. They were girls after all! I had dolls to play with.

I would ride my bike that way, but they would always be huddled up with their bikes in someone's driveway. They pretty much ignored me. So after asummer of riding bikes aroudn and around that circle, I guess that pudgy little boy liked me. Let's call him Leon.

Leon came to my house one day without his bike. Odd! He had walked the circle to my house. I wanted to go get my bike. It became clear that he just came to vist as none of the usual crew was with him. I really did not think anything of it at first. It happened again and then again. After a week, I got it. He had a crush. Did I? No. Pudge was not what I was into. He was nice to ride bikes with but that was all. I was in 4th grade.

Well, one day he had a present for me. It was something small and wrapped in paper. He came to visit and gave it to me when he was leaving. He told me to open it once he left. I did and inside was a gold ring. I have no idea if it was real or not. I was shocked and in awe and pleased all at the same time. I did not know what to do. I put it on. It was all gold in color and had a gold swirl as the design. It fit. He called me after he got home and asked me if I liked it. I told him I did.

I wore it for a few days before my mother asked me about it. She finally noticed it. I told her about it and she wanted to know where Leon would have gotten a ring. I did not know. It was all wierd anyway. My mom called Leon's mom and they talked and when it was all over, Leon had taken the ring from his mother's jewelry box. My mom said that I could keep the ring. I had to give it back.

Love won and lost all within a week. I gave Leon back his ring and we went back to riding bikes.

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You Know You're Born to Shop!

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Flashy Diamond Quotes

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number you get in a diamond.
Mae West

Music was our wife, and we loved her. And we stayed with her, and we clothed her, and we put diamond rings on her hands.
Lionel Hampton

Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without.
Confucius

Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.
Thomas Carlyle

I don't work out. If God had wanted me to bend down he would have put diamonds on the floor!
Joan Rivers

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Thug: The Meaning

Seems like there are a lot of men in the world who are. Where are all the good ones? I just want to find one good man. Unfortunately most are in jail or go the other way! (Savvy?) The few good ones are snapped up quick.

What is a thug? They are persons who are ruthless and do whatever they want to get their way, regardless of others feelings. I look back and most of the men I have encountered and have been on the thug side. Not thug in the way the hiphop generation things today, but people who when it was all told, did not care.

I tend to be a romantic. Maybe romantics tend to get hurt more than most. I am tired of it, damn it! Where are all the GOOD men?

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Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend
From Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

The French are glad to die for love
They delight in fighting duels
But I prefer a man who lives
And gives expensive jewels

A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl’s best friend
A kiss may be grand but won’t pay the rental
On your humble flat, or help you at the automat
Men grow cold as girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end
But square-cut or pear-shaped
These rocks don’t lose their shape
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend

Tiffany’s! ……..Cartier!…….Black Star, Frost, Gorham
Talk to me Harry Winston,tell me all about it!
There may come a time when a lass needs a lawyer
But diamonds are a girl’s best friend

There may come a time when a hard-boiled employer
Thinks you’re awful nice
But get that ice or else no dice
He’s your guy when stocks are high
But beware when they start to descend
It’s then that those louses go back to their spouses
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend

I’ve heard of affairs that are strictly platonic
But diamonds are a girl’s best friend

And I think affairs that you must keep liaison ic
Are better bets if little pets get big baguettes
Time rolls on and youth is gone
And you can’t straighten up when you bend But stiff back or stiff knees
You stand straight at Tiffany’s

Diamonds!!… Diamonds!!…
- I don’t mean rhinestones -
But Diamonds, Are A Girl’s Best, Best Friend

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