LRM, a faithful Celebrity Hijinx reader, just pointed me in the direction of NY Post gossip columnist Cindy Adams. Ms. Adams wrote a little piece on Anna Nicole with some interesting family and personal information. Here are some excerpts:I have just seen Anna Nicole Smith's diaries. I held them in my hands. They encompass 1992-1994. One simple in expensive booklet said: "Vickie Smith, Do Not Read." One was a purse-size spiral notebook with blue-lined pages. One was inscribed "Guess Jeans."I leafed through a brown leatherette book stamped "Business Cards" that held her Vickie Lynn Smith driver's license in Texas. I rifled through canceled checks and receipts, like for a Bloomingdale's $16,954.66 Chanel watch. Hubby Howie Marshall was no cheapo. It shows her drug life as a kid. Her doing pills as a kid. She was sure close with Virgie Arthur in those days, and mama was not what you'd call one of the all-time best role models in captivity. We're talking heavy-duty partying together. Drinking together. Her mother's phone numbers are scribbled in pencil inside the back flap of one book. With her handwriting misspellings - "namonia" for "pneumonia," "emigrant" for "immigrant," "nos" for "knows" - the diaries tell her feelings about sex, and who was her best lover. They reveal Anna's thoughts about her many vices - men, alcohol, sleeping pills, psychiatric medication. And in Operation Dèjà Vu, they address the subject of how many men could have been the father of her pregnancy scare while she was Mrs. Howard Marshall. At one point she writes of husband Howard Marshall: "I love him so much." At another it's: "I need some support, and I just don't have any. But I have Jesus."
The pages, actual photocopies of her handwritten diary, will make her sister Donna Hogan's upcoming tell-all "Train Wreck." Five of them. The cache is very telling. In the old-fashioned days of news reporting, they'd call it hot stuff. As we speak, an offshore gambling site, The Golden Palace, has paid $100,000 for a 5 percent interest in what's now being called The Lost Diaries.
And while we're on Follow the Money: Anyone wonder who's footing mama Virgie's bills? Mama Virgie can't even spring for her own bar tabs, so how's she flying to Florida and staying over and the Bahamas and staying over and packing along $500-an-hour attorneys who eat three meals a day? That whole cast of characters fighting for her bones and her kid and her money, none - without Anna - have a buck and a half to rub together. It's look to the media, kiddies. Everybody's doing this on the come. It's sell a book, sell photos, sell secrets. A British news agency is footing Virgie's bills. The agency is also bidding on The Lost Diaries. Everybody will now make a buck off Anna. Why should it just be Howard K. Stern?
Even an old boyfriend - and there's plenty of those - crept out of the woodwork to claim Anna died of lupus. "Entertainment Tonight" is following that little nugget with the world's foremost specialist in that disease, Dr. Robert Lahita. And why must the players in this drama all have three names - Anna Nicole Smith, Howard K. Stern, Dr. Robert . . . Anyway, with deep pockets behind Virgie's lawyers, look for her to continue the fight - in the Bahamas - to get control of the body of that daughter with whom she drank.