I Can Stop Anytime I Want To, Really...

I went three days without blogging, right?

I usually don't buy tabloid rags, but I couldn't pass up The National Enquirer this week.

Why? There was a picture of Whitney Houston's "Drug Den" (her bathroom) on the front cover.

Now when anybody's bathroom is dirtier than mine, especially somebody famous, that is worth paying my two-dollars and ninety-nine cents, thank you very much.

The picture was taken by Tina Brown, Bobby's sister.

Tina is a recovered addict, but Whitney is still using. Since Whitney is out of money to borrow, Tina decided to sell some pics to The Enquirer for cash. At least, that's my theory.

The whole shame of this thing, IMHO is that Whitney has a young daughter.

Apparently Whitney goes on drug binges, ignores her personal hygiene and pleasures herself with sex toys.

Now the only time she warbles out her sickening rendition of "I Will Always Love You," is when she's serenading her crack pipe.

There's a bright side though. Bobbi Kristina and Francis Bean are now attending al-anon meetings together. (Yes, kidding.)

Remember Whitney's song, "Greatest Love?"

Remember the line, "No matter what they take from me, they can't take away my dignity?"

It's okay, Whitney, you took it away all by yourself.

Fifteen short years ago, she was beautiful. Now she looks like twenty miles of bad road.

But hey, it's her perogative.