Anna Nicole Smith has NOT paid the private medical examiner that performed an autopsy on her late son Daniel in the Bahamas. Though Cyril Wecht has contacted several attorneys, he doesn't plan on suing Anna or her new husband Howard K Stern:
"I do expect it to be resolved in short order. This is not going to be something we're dealing with years down the road." Daniel Smith died aged 20 while visiting his mother in a Nassau hospital after the 38-year-old gave birth to his half-sister. Wecht said Daniel died of a combination of methadone and antidepressants. Results of an official autopsy and a police investigation have not been released. Wecht says he submitted invoices for payment shortly after her performed the autopsy on September 17. 2006. Wecht, a forensic pathologist from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania who gained fame as a consultant on celebrity cases including Elvis Presley's death, declined to say how much he had charged Smith for his services.
Apparently Anna doesn't understand how a market economy operates. In exchange for goods and/or services, you give said provider of goods and/or services compensation, usually in the form of money. She must have skipped grades 1-12 when they explained how this confusing system works.
Anna Nicole Smith is afraid her dead son, Daniel, is trapped in the afterworld--because he has no one to turn to:
The former model worries her late son Daniel was too young when her former husband J Howard Marshall died in 1995, and won't be able to make contact with the oil tycoon in the spirit world. Smith says, "I'm afraid that he's stuck. I'm afraid that he has nowhere to go. I don't have anybody that's dead that he can go to. He was very small (when Marshall died) and I'm just scared that he doesn't know anybody and he's afraid."
Shouldn't we all be ignoring Anna by now? Or maybe just play sound effects whenever she talks (perhaps the soothing sound of rainfall or a babbling brook). I'm having a hard time figuring out if Anna or this ruler I have sitting on my desk has an easier time forming a rational thought. Considering this ruler often kicks my ass at Jeopardy, I'm gonna have to takes its side.
Note: I'm posting a picture of a Saleen S7 Twin Turbo in place of Anna. Why? Because this car makes me horny and Anna doesn't, that's why.
Anna Nicole Smith's son, Daniel, was finally buried Thursday in a private plot overlooking the waters of Lake Cunningham in New Providence, Bahamas.
Anna Nicole wore a black dress and a pillbox hat at the service, which took place by a grove of palm trees in front of a white pavilion called the Citadel. The program, which had pictures of Daniel and his mother in happier times, had a message from Anna Nicole, which read: "My dearest son Daniel, you were my rock, you were the only one that could keep me solid. Why God took you way from me I do not understand. Perhaps some day I will. It is so hard to think of you, but I do every second."
I know it took about one month longer than it should have but you gotta give credit to the crazy bitch that Daniel actually got buried. Anna could have driven around New York on a motorcycle fighting crime with Daniel's body in one of those sidecar things and I wouldn't have given it a second thought. Maybe married life has finally settled her down—either that or about a katrillion vicodins.
Sad news for Anna Nicole Smith as her son dies just days after she gives birth to a baby girl:
NASSAU, Bahamas - The 20-year-old son of Anna Nicole Smith has been found dead in the Bahamas, where the former reality TV star and Playboy playmate gave birth to a baby girl days earlier. Authorities had not determined what caused the death of Daniel Smith, whose body was found Sunday morning, said Robin Bonnema, a spokeswoman for Trimspa®, the diet products company that has been endorsed by Smith.
Although my place in hell has been reserved for some time now (right next to Pol Pot, just in front of Mr. Rogers), I'm not going to make a joke about someone's kid dying. What's odd to me is that Anna's son dies and Trimspa® is the first within Anna's circle to come out with a statement. What the fuck? That's like The Home Depot issuing a press release announcing the tragic death of Bob Vila.
