Now THIS would have been a flight to blog. I just received this email from my friend Jeff who is attempting to fly from LAX to Miami:
“my plane just made an emergency landing in Dallas because Scott Weiland od’d on prescription meds. Sort of amazing.”
This was then followed by:
“I also just convinced a very cute med student sitting next to me that his new album is called ‘Airplanes Make Me Crazy!’. True story. “
Damnit! Why can’t I have crazy celebs on my plane? All I get are demure women like Sigourney Weaver or Gwyneth Paltrow or Ariane from Top Chef. Oh well. I suppose I should be happy for the lack of emergency landings.
For more information on Scott Weiland’s seizure-riffic transcon experience, check out the story here.
I blame Ginny. She had to have a candy-striped hand in this.
What a dick. Just OD for keeps already. Junkies are so banal.
No! Weiland can’t OD yet!
We need the “STP Final Reunion Before Weiland OD’s Tour”!
My Gahd. After like 10 rehabs, you’d think one would stick.
Freshman year of college was when their album Core was huge. Wow that was a ling time ago.
B-side, how come there are never cute (and naive) medical school students sitting next to you on airplanes? Only GINNY? If the former ever happens, I would suggest you dispense with the flight blogging and focus on the girl. Oh, and Scott Weiland is getting way old, both literally and figuratively.