Trainwreck Watch: Amy Winehouse (Vol. I Forget)

With gas prices rising, the dollar falling, mortgages foreclosing, cyclones … cycloning, war spreading and all kinds of other horrible things happening in the world today, it’s nice to know there are things we can count on. Things that will always be there.

Things like Amy Winehouse getting arrested.

It’s been a while since we checked in on dear Wino. I last saw her on the Grammy’s and thought she was looking well. Still in need of a sandwich, but less in need of a tranquilizer. (Unless of course she was already on them). But now it seems she’s digging weeds in Scotland Yard again, getting picked up and questioned about drug possession because of some video that showed her doing drugs at a party. And this comes after police gave her a stern talking to last month because she slapped a guy.



Come on Winehouse, I thought the goal for this year was to get the discography longer than the rap sheet. To spend more time in the studio and less time in the clink. OK, maybe that was my goal for you, because I liked Back to Black and would like to hear more. But honestly love, you’ve become the new LiLo, and that’s not anyone’s goal. Ever.