Considering that Whitney Houston was found dead just house before Clive Davis' annual Grammy party, in the same hotel where the party was being held, many thought he might cancel things this year. But this is Hollywood so fuck that. Instead they're calling it a "celebration" of her life, a life where she ignored every warning, got high for 30 years then overdosed and drowned.
"Were going to keep that tradition and celebrate her, celebrate music and mark the occasion of the one-year anniversary of her premature, tragic passing," he said. "But make sure that people remember her always."
Someone should dig her body up and put it in one of the guest bathtubs filled with water, and then use her lipstick to write some random name on the wall. Like Andy Richter or someone. Because at least 70 percent of this country are fuckin idiots and they'll think Whitney Houstons ghost is trying to tell us she was murdered by Andy Richter.
I mean there's nothing else good goin on lately; might as well do something.