I’m posting this simply because I get a thrill out of out-scooping Greta Van Susteran. Oh, and because its unbelievably hilarious.

This courtesy of TMZ.com:

“TMZ obtained video of the former Playboy Playmate doing her own sexed-up interpretation of the hora, after she wandered into the Bar Mitzvah of Evan Weiss in 1997. According to Weiss, Smith was hanging out at the Beverly Hills Hotel one Saturday night in 1997, when she ran into a few female guests from his party. “

Coming up this week on DR. BLOGSTEIN’S RADIO HAPPY HOUR: (Live on Tuesday February 27th at 9PM ET and forever archived at Blog Talk Radio.)

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Dr. Blogstein and Jane will continue exploring their freaky fascination with spousal murder when they’re joined by Stephen A. Avery, a man whose ex-wife tried to hire a hit man to kill him. We’ll find out how it happened, how she got caught and where she is now. We’ll also try to determine whether in fact he deserved it.

Also, we’ll play a rousing round of nobody’s favorite game, “Doc or Jane.”

All that, plus Anna Nicole’s baby and your calls at 646-652-4804.

Join us every Tuesday night at 9PM ET. And if you miss us then, we’re forever archived at Blog Talk Radio. You’re a loser if you listen but a bigger loser if you miss it!

Slow down, Britney! We can only handle one hillbilly train wreck at a time.

Its painfully obvious that you’re jealous that world’s media outlets have sent all their white trash correspondents to The Bahamas to cover the Anna Nicole case, but I think you’ve gotten desperate.

Its clear, you’ve run out of ideas. You should have spread your stunts out a little better than you have.

At just 25-years-old, you’ve already done it all. You’ve had your celebrity relationship with Justin Timberlake, your celebrity feud with Christina Aguilera, your sexual brush with a Limp Bizkit, a lesbian kiss with Madonna, a twenty-four-hour joke marriage and then a 2 year marriage to a joke, two babies (one of which was nearly dropped), two divorces, public nudity, public vomiting, one day stay in a rehab center, and now you’re bald.

This is either a desperate cry for help or a desperate cry for coverage. Either way, there’s not much more you can do now. You’ve done it all. Sadly, just as Anna Nicole discovered, dying is the only thing left to do to ensure the spotlight will be solely on you.

A word of warning though, something I’m not sure Anna Nicole fully understood, once you die you will not be able to watch the coverage unfold, nor will you be able to pose for the paparazzi.

Those were just some the words CEO Alan Levy used to describe Blog Talk Radio now that Dr. Blogstein’s Radio Happy Hour is on the schedule.

He said a whole lot more when he made a surprise call in to our exclusive practice show in preparation for our debut on Tuesday at 9PM ET. The entire audio of the “Test Show” can be heard by pressing play here:

As you will hear, Levy also stated that “we’re in the midst of a revolution” and that it’s “very possible” that Dr. Blogstein’s Radio Happy Hour will eventually become Blog Talk Radio’s “#1 show.”

Originally, this practice show, which was used to learn the equipment and give my co-host Jane and me a show under our belts before our real debut on Tuesday, was going to be immediately destroyed. But after Levy described the show by saying that this show “will be a start of a blossoming empire” I decided to let the program survive.

What you will hear is the historic, almost-first episode of Dr. Blogstein’s Radio Happy Hour, which, no doubt will one day be enshrined in the Smithsonian Museum in Washington, D.C. Hear Jane and I discuss Anna Nicole Smith, Barack Obama, and cherry-blossom air fresheners. You’ll hear me screw up sound effects. Plus, you’ll also hear me piss off caller Tisha and then have to uncover what it was I did to her.

Please enjoy this historic broadcast and come back again on Tuesday Night for our debut show!

Constructive criticism welcome.

Don’t worry—I’m not going to make light of Anna Nicole Smith’s death because eventually we’ll find out through some twist that it was her twin sister who died and not Anna Nicole. I mean, that’s how it always happens in soap operas and let’s face it, Anna Nicole’s life is being scripted by some of the most talented soap writers in the world—how else can you explain her life story?

Her character starts out as a waitress at a dump called Jim’s Krispy Fried Chicken where, at 18 years old, she meets and marries a 16-year-old fry cook (what a catch!) She then gives birth to a boy, Daniel.

Two years later, she divorces the fry cook and becomes a topless dancer when one night she meets an 89-year-old oil tycoon. Sparks immediately started to fly. Was it true love? Was it the friction caused by giving a lap dance to man in a wheel chair? In any event, they marry and the old coot encourages Anna Nicole to pursue a career in modeling by bankrolling her pursuit of fame.

Anna Nicole then gets discovered by Playboy and becomes Playmate of the Year. Then she’s discovered by Guess jeans and becomes their lead model. Then, like most men in their 90’s do, he croaks thus beginning a new story arc for our heroine—the fight for the old man’s money!

Anna wins the money but the old guy’s son appeals all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court (must be sweeps.) In the meantime, the old guy’s son dies too.

Now, it gets good. Anna is pregnant, but who’s the daddy? She gives birth to a girl in the Bahamas with her creepy lawyer/lover in the room and her son, Daniel, near by. Three days later, Daniel mysteriously dies in the same hospital room that his baby half sister was born in. Was it an overdose? Was it murder? Did he find out that the creepy lawyer/lover was not the baby’s father?

A sleazy photographer who dated Anna Nicole claimed that the baby was his. The creepy lawyer/lover claimed that the baby was his. Anna Nicole refused to submit the baby for DNA testing. Perhaps she was afraid it wasn’t either of there’s or perhaps she was holding out for an invitation from Maury Povich to appear on his show.

Either way, we may never know, because yesterday, Anna Nicole was discovered dead in a hotel room in Florida. Was it an overdose? Was it murder? Was it suicide? Was it really Anna’s long lost twin sister? Stay tuned. . .