More of Michael Lohan’s phone tapes were released this week containing a conversation between him and ex-wife Dina in which she claims that daughter Lindsay was secretly dating Heath Ledger when he died. Radar Online says

In the recorded audio tape of a phone conversation between Dina and Michael Lohan, Dina says, “She was dating Heath when he died. I don’t know if you know that, but I know cause I would drop her off and they were friends, very very close, ok? [His death really] f—d her up.”

Dina told Michael about the relationship because she was afraid for Lindsay’s life too: “When she’s drunk or takes an Adderall with it [I'm afraid] she will do something like Heath Ledger did in a second without thinking,” adding, “She cannot be alone… [she's an] irrational person who has a problem with her DNA and alcohol and Adderall and asthma and every other things she’s got wrong with her.”

Well, Heath Ledger’s overdose is starting to make a lot more sense now. You could jack off a hairless chihuahua in front of your grandmother while taking it up the ass from a fat guy in a gimp mask and still not experience as much shame as you would after spending the night with Lindsay Lohan. I’m actually surprised that Ryan Adams, Benicio del Toro, Joaquin Phoenix, Adam Levine, Leonardo DiCaprio, Brett Ratner, Brody Jenner, Stavros Niarchos, Jamie Burke, Harry Judd, Hayden Christensen, Harry Morton, Rhys Ifans, Calum Best, Johnny Knoxville, Jared Leto, Wilmer Valderrama, Shaun White, Jude Law, Sean Penn, Gerard Butler, Ben Holz, Tony Allen and various others haven’t taken their own lives yet. I guess being drunk to the point of blackout helps you convince yourself it never happened.

Michael Lohan’s mission to get daughter Lindsay into rehab has now progressed into a shock-and-awe media campaign, complete with his airing a list of all the prescription drugs she’s currently using. According to Page Six

[Michael said], “She is taking Adderol, Xanax, Paxil. She’s a beautiful girl but she looks 100 years old.”

For those of you who didn’t regularly buy pills from your RA’s boyfriend freshman year, Paxil is used to treat depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, anxiety disorders, post-traumatic stress disorder, and premenstrual dysphoric disorder. Adderall is used to treat attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder and narcolepsy. Xanax is prescribed for anxiety disorders and panic disorders. So unless she’s a hyperactive narcoleptic Korean war vet with polycystic ovarian syndrome and compulsive hand-washing issues, she’s taking waaaay too much goddamn medication. I bet the words “Glaxo-Smith Kline” and “Pfizer” are permanently branded into her liver by now.

And now, for someone who doesn’t look 100 years old — Megan Fox in VIP magazine:

Adam “DJ AM” Goldstein was found dead of an apparent drug overdose in a New York City apartment on Friday night. He was 36 years old. According to Yahoo News

Friends reportedly went to check on the celebrity DJ after not hearing from him for several days, but contacted authorities when they could not get a response after knocking on his door on Friday. Around 5:24 PM local time, authorities responded to a call at 210 Lafayette Street, following a 911 call of a “possible unconscious male.” After arriving at the residence, authorities discovered a 36-year-old white male “unconscious and unresponsive.” Paramedics also arrived on the scene and declared the male dead on arrival. Foul play is not suspected at this time and a medical examiner will determine the cause of death.

TMZ adds:

Law enforcement sources [say] when they found the body of DJ AM, a bag of crack was found around his groin area… and a glass “crack pipe” was found in his bedroom. The pill bottles were found in the kitchen.

And People Magazine says

Within the past few weeks, Goldstein, 36, split with model Hayley Wood, and the situation had left him an emotional wreck.

“She ended it, and he didn’t want it to end. The breakup hurt him. He hadn’t been in a good place lately. For the past week, he wasn’t really around, he was keeping to himself, and he was blowing people off,” says [a] source.

On Thursday, he Tweeted a lyric from Grandmaster Flash: “New york, new york. Big city of dreams, but everything in new york ain’t always what it seems.”

I think we could all do well to remember the words of my husband when I told him Adam had died: “Who the fuck is ‘DJ AM’? Was that the fat one from Salt ‘n’ Pepa?” And sign of the cross… amen.

Blink 182’s tribute to Adam Saturday night:

By now you know that the body of former “American Idol” contestant Paula Goodspeed was discovered in a car Tuesday night in front of Paula Abdul’s Los Angeles home. To recap:

The 30-year-old “extreme fan” auditioned for Season 5 of the hit show in 2006.

Godspeed [had a] longtime obsession with Abdul. She is believed to have died from a drug overdose in… an apparent suicide.

Curiously, this wasn’t the first time Paula Godspeed attempted to kill herself in front of Paula Abdul’s home. Practice makes perfect, I guess. TMZ says

Paula Goodspeed overdosed in the exact same area around one year ago. Cops were called to Paula Abdul’s house — either late last year or early this year — and found Goodspeed inside her car, unconscious from a drug overdose.

Sources say Goodspeed suffered from “extreme mental illness” that spun out of control in the last two years.

This must be so bizarre for Paula Abdul. It’d be like looking in a mirror and seeing what you could have become were it not for undeserved fame and fortune — delusional, dressed like a gypsy, the butt of countless jokes. It’s like if Dorian Gray and the Ghost of Christmas Future had a baby, and then beat the baby and gave it to the schizophrenic sewer penguins to raise. Paula Abdul — this could have been your life!

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!

Singer Amy Winehouse is back home this morning after being rushed to the emergency room last night with an “allergic reaction to medica–” aw, fuck it, she overdosed again, okay? Geez. The Daily Mail reports

Paramedics were called by father Mitch after Amy reportedly suffered an episode of ‘fitting’. The singer was wheeled out of her north London home just after 8:40 pm by paramedics as [her] father watched [on].

Her spokesman said in a statement: ‘Amy Winehouse suffered a reaction to medication at home this evening and was taken to hospital. Doctors have advised that she will be kept under observation overnight and is likely to be released tomorrow.’

I don’t know why Amy Winehouse’s doctors would even bother with a diagnosis anymore. They could just draw a big frowny face on her chart with X’s for eyes and a tongue sticking out and call it a day. Maybe pencil in a couple of flies and stink lines around the head for credibility and bellow “DEAD MAN WALKIN’!” every time they opened it. Or they could just swap it out for a blank autopsy report. We’re splitting hairs at this point, really.

Although Heath Ledger’s autopsy results are inconclusive, the CBS affiliate in New York is reporting that illegal drugs and drug paraphenalia were found alongside his prescriptions:

Along with the bottles of the prescription anxiety drugs Valium and Zoloft… [and the] prescription sleeping medication Ambien that were found in the apartment, police also recovered a $20 bill with narcotic residue on it. Sources add they also found several drug packets containing an unknown substance.

Then there are additional reports that the sleep aid he was prescribed came with a warning for those with respiratory conditions like pneumonia, which Ledger was rumored to have had when he died. The Sydney Morning-Herald says

Reports suggest that Ledger may have been suffering for pneumonia at the time of his death, with some speculating the [sleep aid Ambien] may have reacted with his condition. Sydney general practitioner Dr John Gullotta of the Australian Medical Association said “In the product information [for Ambien] they do actually caution against use in people with severe respiratory conditions, and pneumonia can obviously cause respiratory problems.”

So, from what I can gather, mixing a bunch of controlled substances with illegal drugs isn’t such a hot idea. Unless you happen to have a spare liver or like playing Russian roulette without the gun. Also not such a hot idea? Heroin. For God’s sake, nobody ever says, “Yeah, you know, I tried it a couple of times — just for shits and giggles — but it just really wasn’t my cup of tea, so I went back to my life of health and prosperity.” With heroin, it’s always “Well, I tried it, and then I tried it again, and then I was doing it three and four times a day and then I dropped out of school and pawned all my mother’s jewelery and most of my dad’s war medals before I started prostituting down on 7th — that’s actually where I got the HIV and baby — and then I got arrested for robbing a convenience store. Of course, that was before I found out there was this cosmetics company that pays you for all of your abortion scraps. And it’s all perfectly fucking legal!” I guess dabbling in heroin only makes sense for those with way too much dignity and hygiene in their lives.

Video above shows a recent interview with Heath obviously under the influence of something illegal.

UPDATE: NYPD Commissioner Ray Kelly confirmed this evening that a rolled up $20 was found in Ledger’s apartment. Earlier reports that illegal drugs were also found at the scene are in fact erroneous.

Actor Heath Ledger died yesterday afternoon at the age of 28 from a suspected drug overdose. Although an autopsy has yet to be performed (it’s scheduled for this early this afternoon), Heath reportedly struggled with a heroin addiction for years and sleeping pills were discovered next to his bed. Us Weekly says

Heath Ledger was found “naked and unconscious on a bed, with sleeping pills — both prescription medication and nonprescription — on a night table.” A housekeeper and a masseuse opened the bedroom and found Ledger. They moved his body to the floor and attempted to revive him, but he did not respond.

Although his family is calling it an accident, it seems his passing was not a surprise to those closest to him. A friend of Ledger’s says

“To tell you the truth… we saw it coming. Heath has gone though a rough road of trying to get sober. Things were very dark… His one joy was Matilda [his 2-year-old daughter with Michelle Williams]. Everything else was misery for him. Unfortunately he was too late in getting help.”

This is all such sad, sad news. Even sadder? Now “Brokeback 2: Balls and Boot Leather” will never hit the big screen.

For the tasteless and the morbid: