liam neeson's wife injured ski accident

I guess even the luck of the Irish runs out sometimes — Liam Neeson’s wife of fifteen years is reportedly suffering brain damage after sustaining a massive head injury while skiing in Quebec. The Daily Mail says

Actress Natasha Richardson was critically ill with a ‘traumatic head injury’ today after a skiing accident in Canada. Richardson, 45, was injured at the Quebec resort of Mont Tremblant.

Her husband Liam Neeson, who was filming in Toronto, flew to be at her bedside.

In the immortal words of Qui-Gon Jinn, “It will be a hard life, but you will find out who you are.” Our condolences to him and his family during this difficult time.


Amy Winehouse’s little “adverse reaction to medication” back in July has been exposed as — wait for it — another drug overdose. You didn’t see that one comin’, did you? Only this one might have been the final straw for Amy’s over-taxed cerebrum. A close pal of Amy’s told The Sun

“She had smoked an inhuman amount of hash which resulted in acute cannabis poisoning [vomiting uncontrollably and hallucinating]. You have to take a [shitload] of pot to suffer that severe a reaction. It’s thought she had been smoking it for 36 hours. Amy’s fits were as bad as the convulsions she had during her overdose in August last year. No one has mentioned her meth use before – but that stuff is truly nasty.”

Medics are worried Amy’s brain was damaged by the cannabis overdose – she displayed symptoms normally associated with schizophrenia.

First of all, hash doesn’t cause epileptic fits and seizures. Epilepsy does. Secondly, you couldn’t smoke enough hash to “poison” yourself in one night. Meth, yes; hashish, no. Hell, you couldn’t eat enough hashish to poison yourself in one night. In fact, I had a brick of hashish for breakfast, and I’ve never been better. I start every day with a little of the Black Gold. Sometimes I sprinkle a little over my granola; I might fold it into an omelet with capers and a side of lox, or just dig in with a spoon and eat it straight, but one thing’s for damn sure — I have no idea where I was going with this. Remembering is hard!


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