I was hangin’ out last night, watching Tori and Dean, Home Sweet Hollywood (OMG…did I just admit that?) when I got a text from my brother. He had just turned on the news and heard that Estelle Getty - the one and only Sophia from Sicily - had passed away.

Golden Girls was one of my all-time favorite shows growing up, and even more so now that I actually understand all the jokes. It was Boca Raton’s answer to Sex and the City…before Carrie Bradshaw was even tapping away on her MacBook. It was way ahead of its time, and has since stood the test of time. Not the fashion, maybe, but the content for sure.

Of course, Sophia wasn’t Getty’s only role. This woman was a comedic genius and definitely someone I have always looked up to (metaphorically, of course). I spent all morning looking for funny old videos of her career on YouTube (because my DVD collection of the entire Golden Girls series isn’t enough), but instead found a bunch of crazy people making sad montages set to depressing tunes. It just didn’t seem to fit; this woman spent her life making us laugh. Why should we remember her with tears?

Then I found this gem. Estelle Getty at her finest. God, I love this woman.

So, when you’ve got tons of money, a serious addiction to drugs, a husband who’s in jail, a closet full of jean shorts from the Limited Too, and a friend named Pete “incredibly dirty” Doherty, what do you spend your afternoon doing?

…playing with day old baby mice and recording it on YouTube.
(All the while high as a f*cking high ass kite)

I’m sorry if this video disturbs anyone. It kinda disturbs me. Mostly because baby mice are freaky looking and I’m afraid that Winehouse and Doherty and gonna pull a Lenny (a la Of Mice and Men) and somehow pet those poor things to death.

See if you can keep yourself from saying No, No, No and stomach the whole video.