DJ AM was found dead, surrounded by drugs, and crack on his crotch. TMZ reports:
“Law enforcement sources tell TMZ when they found the body of DJ AM, a bag of crack was found around his groin area. DJ AM’s body was discovered at around 5:27 PM ET yesterday. A law enforcement source on scene tells TMZ a glass “crack pipe” was found in his bedroom. The pill bottles were found in the kitchen.”
He loved hookers and blow. Via Hollywood, Interrupted:
“Adam Goldstein, aka DJ AM (Nicole Richie’s ex), was apparently a friend, as evidenced by I-M chats archived on Dillon’s hard drive. (In one, trying to talk Dillon into forwarding a link to some of his online escorts, Goldstein says, “That’s why I like hookers – they get GONE after your [sic] done. No trying to kick it and get all up in your shit.” “Spoken like a buda,” Dillon replies.)”
I sound insensitive because I am right now. This guy lived through a drug addiction years ago which could have and should have killed him. He was lucky, he had another chance. This guy made millions from pushing the ‘Play’ button on other people’s music at parties. He had it good, he was lucky. This guy lived through a fiery plane crash which should have killed him, and didn’t. He had it good, he was lucky, he had another chance. This dude got dumped by his skanky girlfriend. So he overdosed on drugs. I know too many people dying of shit they can’t control (ie: cancer) to have any sympathy for DJ AM, but I feel bad for his family and friends since he cared more about himself than anyone else.
On a lighter note, when I was floating in my pool today I saw a cloud that looked like Johnny Depp. I think it’s a sign he’ll marry me soon. If it’s not, I’ll probably kill myself. Because I’m trendy like that.
My future husband:
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|Posted by Jenny, Aug 30th, 2009||Share|