UPDATE: Anderson Cooper

Okay lambs, yesterday Your Mama discussed and dissected the raging rumor racing through that gay streets of New York City that hunky and virtually hairless CNN news anchor Anderson Cooper had gone and bought himself a damn firehouse on West 3rd Street. Property records show that the old Fire Patrol House No. 2 was sold in early September of 2009 for $4,300,000.

Most of the rumors–including the ones repeated by Your Mama–have included some kind of speculation and scuttlebutt about Mister Cooper's possible plans to share the very butch four and some story building with man-friend Ben Maisani, a muscular piece of man candy who co-owns a down and duurr-tee East Village gay bar called Eastern Bloc.

Well chickens, today we received a covert communique from a ladee we'll call Lehteeseeuh Littlebird, a well connected informant who has provided Your Mama with juicy–and accurate–information in the past regarding the real estate doings of celebs. Lehteeseeuh, always so thoughtful and articulate, tweet, tweet, tweeted in Your Mama's ear that our Mister Cooper has in fact shown certain persons photos of the firehouse in question and declared his intention to sell his midtown penthouse apartment on West 38th Street and live in said firehouse downtown. Who Mister Cooper might live with, or not live with, remains a mystery which we imagine is just about how he likes it.

Take that for what you will children, but you should know that lovely Lehteeseeuh has never steered Your Mama down a dead end street nor given us any reason to doubt the veracity of her whispered words.

Rumor Has It, But...

There are rumors beginning to circulate that the world's most famous celebrity Scientologist Tom Cruise has coughed up a booty clenching $18,000,000 for a locally famous house in San Francisco's fearsomely foggy but dramatically gorgeous Sea Cliff neighborhood. It seems this bit of implausible property gossip got started early this morning when the fine folks at the fa-boo San Francisco centric Socketsite reported that one of their readers tipped them off to this bizarre bit of alleged celebrity real estate bizness.

Does Your Mama even need to tell the children we are all kinds of skeptical? Tom Cruise. San Francisco? We'll leave the snarky and sassy jabs and jokes for the children on this one. Don't misunderstand butter beans, Your Mama left our heart and some other things in San Francisco about a hundred years ago and we still love that city by the bay. But Tom Cruise browsing the aisles at Cliff's Variety on Castro? Pleeze.

Your Mama suspects the buyer is someone else entirely, someone with deep roots in San Francisco and the Bay Area. See if you can follow along chickens...

In March of 2000, Joan Waitt–the wife of tech tycoon Ted Waitt who founded a little company called Gateway–paid $13,100,000 for a mansion on swank Sea Cliff Avenue known as the Captain's House. Her intentions were to merge it with the property she owned next door thus creating an expansive and uber-expensive cliff top compound. Like so many real estate fickle rich people, Missus Tech Tycoon changed her damn mind and hoisted the brick built beast back on the market in 2003 with an asking price of $23,500,000 where is languished without a price reduction for three long, long, loooong years. Eight million smackers in renovations–which unfortunately included covering the original beautiful brick with beige stucco–and 7 years later the price tag jumped to $25,900,000. It was later dropped to $22,000,000.

Jump forward to September of 2009 when property records show the 9,436 square foot mansion with 5 bedrooms and 6 poopers was fie-nuh-lee sold for $18,000,000. If the reported numbers are correct, a few flicks of the beads on our bejeweled abacus shows Missus Tech Tycoon lost several million big ones between the purchase price, renovations and carrying costs.

Being powerful wary of this rather wacky real estate rumor that the buyer is Tom "Jumps On Oprah's Couches to Profess His Undying Love for Katie Holmes" Cruise, Your Mama had a long peep and a poke around the property records. We didn't find Tom or Kate's names, natch. What we did find is that the buyer is listed as Tawaraya, LLC. A few more minutes clicking and clacking on the keyboard of our trusty laptop and we discovered that Tawaraya is a super posh and searingly expensive, 300-year old ryokan–which is essentially a Japanese bed and breakfast sort of place–located in Kyoto. That's Japan, babies.

A few more minutes with our fingers flying and we figure out that this Tawaraya, LLC links back to Howson & Simon CPAs, a super exclusive booteek accounting firm in Walnut Creek, CA that–according to FinancialBrowsers.com–caters to "a small number of ultra high net worth individuals." One of those ultra high net worth individuals who lists Howson & Simon's address on SEC filings–dated March of 2008–that Your Mama dug up on the interweb is none other than billionaire biznessman Larry Ellison. We can't say with any authority that the buyer is Larry Ellison because we imagine there are at least several other wildly rich people in the Bay Area who use Howson & Simon's services who might be inclined to spend eighteen million smackers on a house. However, it sort of makes sense when considering that Mister Ellison is a prolific collector of posh properties and that his sprawling estate in Woodside, CA is, for all intents and purposes, all done up and worked over like a ryokan. Your Mama would not stake the lives of our long bodied bitches Linda and Beverly on it but we would also not be at all surprised to learn that the buyer is not Tom Cruise but rather Larry Ellison.

Anyhoo, moving on and for anyone who might care, Sea Cliff is the same neighborhood that wonderfully wacky Sharon Stone called home when she was married to newspaperman Phil Bronstein and where the not so wonderfully wacky Robin Williams–sorry kids, Your Mama finds him a mite creepy–currently owns a mansion on El Camino Del Mar.

Lachlan Murdoch Sets Real Estate Record for 2009 in Sydney

BUYER: Lachlan Murdoch
LOCATION: Victoria Road, Bellevue Hill, Sydney, Australia
PRICE: $23,000,000 AUS
SIZE: 6 bedrooms, 5.5 bathrooms
DESCRIPTION: 'Le Manior' – Grand Georgian estate – Approx 4097 sqm of land with panoramic views. Under instructions from the Government of the French Republic. Occupying one of Bellevue Hill's most breathtaking parcels of land, this magnificent residence commands panoramic views from Sydney Harbour to the Pacific Ocean.

YOUR MAMAS NOTES: All the celebrity real estate watchers Down Under are vibrating with excitement over the news that multi-media scion Lachlan Murdoch and his Aussie model/actress wifey Sarah O'Hare have splashed out a whopping $23,000,000 for a mansion in the Eastern Suburbs of Sydney. That's $20,895,960 US at today's rates according to our bejewled abacus.

The mansion, called Le Manoir, was sold at auction by the French Government who used the Bellevue Hill estate as their consulate. The chunky, Georgian style mansion occupies a flag lot that listing information states spans 4,097 square meters. A few clicks and clacks on our conversion contraption reveals that is just a hair over an acre for all us old fashioned types still not working on the metric system.

Since listing information nor any of the many previous reports sent to us by a number of the children Down Under reveal the actual size of the house, we're going to say that based on the scale and and extensive mill work displayed in the studio apartment sized reception hall, it's gigantic. Listing information does, however, indicate that there are 6 bedooms and 5 bathrooms and a powder pooper for the guests. Additionally there are several living and sitting rooms, 2 studies, a commercial sized kitchen, large laundry facilities, multiple store rooms and fireplaces and some of the most bee-yoo-tee-ful wood floors Your Mama has seen in a long time.

The grounds look a bit ratty and tatty to Your Mama's eagle eyeballs, but according to listing information there is a long driveway leading to a large motor court and three car garage, there are terraced gardens, flat lawns, sunny terraces with views of Sydney Harbour and the Pacific Ocean, a swimming pool and a sunken grass tennis court.

Some reports say that Mister and Missus Murdoch outbid surly Oscar winning actor Russell Crowe and his wifey Danielle Spencer as well as Nicole Kidman and her man-mate Keith Urban. However, one of Your Mama's Aussie children tells us that Miz Kidman's name is tossed into the press with just about every high priced and high profile sale in Sydney so take that information with a grain of salt.

This not the first time Mister Murdoch and Crowe's real estate lives have intersected. Mister Murdoch once owned a house called Berthong in super swank Elizabeth Bay that he sold for $9,200,000 AUS to none other than Mister Crowe who subsequently sold it for $12,000,000 AUS in order to move into a $14,000,000 AUS penthouse at Sydney's tongue twisting Woolloomooloo Finger Wharf. Oh the tangle real estate webs celebrities weave.

Mister Murdoch, who resigned his post at his father's media empire several years ago but retained a seat on the board, made property news stateside when he bought an entire building at 11 Spring Street in New York City which is now known as The Candle Building. Murdoch's plans were to convert the graffiti covered 19th-century carriage house into a gargantuan, seven story single family residence but his grandiose real estate plans were thwarted when his father sent him Down Under. Mister Murdoch sold the building in September of 2006 for $12,000,000 to a 20-something year old real estate heiress named Caroline Cummings who cleaned and restored the exterior architecture and chopped up the 12,128 square feet of interior space into three high style condominiums–a simplex and two triplexes–with heated floors in the bathrooms and white glass back splashes in the kitchens. In September of 2008, renovations complete, Miss Cummings listed the entire building with a get rich quick asking price of $39,800,000. A month later she listed the individual apartments. As time went by and no one bought the building or any of the condos, the asking prices were steadily reduced leaving the latest and perhaps last price tag for the entire building at $26,000,000. According to StreetEasy, the entire building went into contract on the 31st of October so good for Miss Cummings.

But we digress...Mister Murdoch's twenty three million dollar purchase price sets the record for the highest price paid for a private property in Australia in 2009. The previous record was set by media mogul and gambling magnate James Packer who laid out $18,000,000 AUS for a property in the Eastern Suburb of Vaucluse earlier in the year. Perhaps not surprisingly, Misters Murdoch and Packer are in business together. Birds of a feather and all that.

Michael Bay Buys in Bel Air

BUYER: Michael Bay
LOCATION: Bel Air Road, Los Angeles, CA
PRICE: $10,900,000
SIZE: 3 parcels, 4.93 acres, 6,067 square feet, 7 bedrooms, 7.5 bathrooms.
DESCRIPTION: Rare opportunity to purchase over 4.9 acres on 3 parcels in prime lower Bel Air with existing 1 story house and ample usable land. Main residence has spacious entertaining rms overlooking spectacular city & cyn views and includes 2 bedroom suites and maids. There are three additional detached structures for staff totaling 4 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. Private grounds with pool & championship sunken tennis court. The possibilities are endless to maintain, build up or build a new estate altogether.

YOUR MAMAS NOTES: Late last night, just before Your Mama was fixin' to slather our face with cold cream and put our lotion gloves on in preparation for bed, we received a brief covert communique from an anonymous source whom we'll call Natalie Noname. According to Ms. Noname, producer/director Michael Bay recently bought a house on Bel Air Road that he is in the process of knocking down so that he can build something new, bigger, better or whatever.

Chisel chinned Mister Bay got his start in Tinseltown directing commercials and music videos for folks like Meat Loaf, Wilson Phillips and Donny Osmond. He busted into the film world in the mid-1990s with two hugely successful action flicks, Bad Boys and The Rock and has gone on to become –for better or worse–the man responsible for producing such cinematic gems as Pearl Harbor, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Hitcher, The Unborn and, of course, the wildly successful money minting movies that are the Transformers franchise.

Property records do indeed confirm at least part of what Natalie Noname told us which is that Mister Bay forked over $10,900,000 for a 4.93 acre, 3-parcel property on super swank lower Bel Air Road. What Your Mama does not know, of course, is what Mister Bay's destruction and construction plans might be although Ms. Noname told us that at least some portion of the car port at the front of the property has already been razed to make way for some heavy equipment.

As best as we can tell, the property was listed with a much higher asking price of $18,250,000 and was purchased from the estate of big time philanthropist and recently deceased gal about Los Angeles Marion Jorgensen.

A little Hollywood meets real estate history lesson here: Ms. Jorgensen, born rich, was married to producer Milton Bren (Topper, There Goes My Heart, Wyoming, Barnacle Bill and etc.) way back in the golden days of early Hollywood. Marion and Milton went splitsville in the mid 1940s but not before they produced two sons, one of whom is Donald Bren, the multi-billionaire real estate mogul and sole owner of the Irvine Company whose primary holding is the 93,000 acre Irvine Ranch which encompasses more than 20% of all the land in Orange County, CA. Mister Bren went on to marry the "Queen of Film Noir," Oscar winning actress Claire Trevor (Dead End, Key Largo, The High and the Mighty and etc.), and ex-Missus Bren went on to become Missus Jorgensen in 1953 when she married steel magnate Earle Jorgensen who was a member of Ronald Reagan's White House kitchen cabinet, a group of unofficial but influential advisors to the president. But we digress...

Mister Bay's new property sits on its own promontory with sweeping views of Los Angeles. The current house, a sprawling single story contemporary built in 1951, wraps around a vast motor court accessed through two electronically controlled gates. According to listing information, the main house measures 6,067 square feet and includes two bedrooms, 2.5 poopers, plus a staff suite with private pooper. There are, according to listing information, three additional detached structures which contain 4 more bedrooms and 4 more poopers for staff bringing the total count to 7 bedrooms and 7.5 bathrooms.

The front facade of the main house and accessory buildings surround a vast motor court on three sides and at the back, the house wraps around a terrace with an in-ground, free form swimming pool. There are well tended but somewhat old fashioned gardens an a properly oriented sunken tennis court. However, if what Ms. Noname says is true and Mister Bay is planning to tear the house down, the details of the house and landscaping matter little since they'll soon enough be replaced with something Herculean that is a tangible expression of his ego and more suitable to his own real estate tastes.

Mister Bay's new neighbors will include Salma Hayak and her wildly rich French biznessman husband Henri Pinault who live in one of Kelsey Grammar's many former homes, the decrepit but but still dee-voon Dame Elizabeth Taylor, Kirk Kekorian's first ex-wife Jean, billionaire media mogul Gerald Perenchio, swimsuit model turned ack-tress Cheryl Tiegs, and soft porn purveyor Joe Francis, just to name a few.

Curiously, Mister Bay already owns two other properties in Los Angeles. Property records reveal that in April of 1999 he paid $5,160,000 for a big house on Stradella Road in Bel Air and in November of 2005 he scooped up a 3 bedroom and 4 pooper property on Chalon Road in Brentwood. Mister Bay also owns 17,339 square foot mansion on N. Bay Road in Miami, FL that he bought from Hulk Hogan in August of 2007 for $17,000,000 and, apparently having had a real estate change of heart, quickly flipped it back on the market. The 11 bedroom and 11.5 pooper waterfront extravaganza remains on the market with an asking price of $18,900,000.

Did Anderson Cooper Find New Pole To Slide Down?

Hang on to your britches children because the gay gossip mills are beginning to gush and grind about increasingly muscular CNN news anchor Anderson Cooper and his muscle Mary man-friend Antoine "Ben" Maisani snatching up a very butch firehouse on West Third Street in New York City's Greenwich Village.

These roiling real estate rumors of Misters Cooper and Maisani–who recently vacationed together in India where they holed up at the insanely expensive Rambagh Palace in Jaipur–purchasing Fire Patrol House #2 seems to have first found legs a few days ago on the New York City-centric gossip site Gawker. A little digging around on the interweb and Your Mama located an old New York Times listing for the firehouse cum alleged love nest which the Gawker folks referenced in their fun little expose about the sometimes mustachioed Mister Maisani, a co-owner of a naughty East Village gay bar called Eastern Bloc who, apparently, does not always feel compelled to wear a shirt when he goes to work.

Listing information for the four and some story firehouse shows it was listed at $4,750,000, measures a considerable 8,420 square feet, and still has its original brass poles, circular stairs, a herringbone brick floor and a two-story detached building that was once used as a stable. Further investigation turns up property record information that reveals the firehouse was sold in early September of 2009 for $4,300,000. The buyer(s)–listed only as Firepatrol, LLC c/o of a well known celebrity money manager whose name appears on deeds for folks like Lisa Loeb, Ethan Hawke and Jennifer Connelly and Paul Bettany–are not named in the deeds and documents.

Keep in mind children, all this firehouse bizness is just rumor and gossip until someone snaps a photo of Misters Cooper and Maisani moving their mountain bikes, matching Fred Perry polos, and Soloflex machines into the building. Until then, Your Mama presumes that Mister Cooper, who reportedly rakes in $4,000,000 a year from CNN, will continue to bed down in his architect designed doo-plex penthouse on New York's West 38th Street and Mister Maisani will head home his own apartment which as best as we can tell is on E. 3rd Street, which happens to be very near where Your Mama used to live a lifetime ago.

Reggie Bush Lists Party Pad in Los Angeles

SELLER: Reggie Bush
LOCATION: Viewsite Terrace, Los Angeles, CA
PRICE: $5,099,000
SIZE: 4,831 square feet, 4 bedrooms, 5.5 bathrooms
DESCRIPTION: Explosive 360 degree jet liner views set the stage for this urban oasis. The ultimate in LA lifestyle &perfect for a celebrity, this 4 bed 5.5 bath masterpiece is sited at the end of a prime sunset strip cul-de-sac. The Incredible sexy master suite is on its own floor with his and her bathrooms, and a closet fit for a king. Elevator, 4 outdoor plasma TVs, glass pocket doors, plush state of the art Movie Theater & smart home technology is only the beginning of this 4831sf entertainers paradise.

YOUR MAMAS NOTES: A few weeks ago we discussed the Tinseltown condo that Kim "Big Booty" Kardashian hoisted on the market with an asking price of $1,099,000 and two days ago we discovered that her professional pigskinner man-friend Reggie Bush has also listed his Los Angeles residence with an obviously similar but much higher asking price of $5,099,000. Not surprisingly, the two properties are listed by the same real estate agent from Hilton and Hyland, the high-toned brokerage owned by Paris Hilton's father that employs folks like Coley Lafoon–otherwise known as ex-Mister Anne Heche–and Million Dollar Listing's hairtastic Chad Rogers.

As the children well know, Your Mama does not know–nor care to know–a football from a hockey stick. So we had to consult our ball crazy friend Fiona Trambeau to school us on what is what and who is who with this Reggie Bush. The first thing Fiona did was scold Your Mama for our athletic ignorance then she told us that young Mister Bush won himself a prestigious Heisman Trophy in 2005 while footballing at USC. He was, according to Fiona, drafted in 2006 by the New Orleans Saints where he makes serious cheddar working as a running back–whatever that is–and he also rakes in many millions more each year from lucrative endorsement deals.

Mister Bush and Miss Big Booty began dating back in 2007, which would have been shortly after her amateur porn moment with former lover Ray J., just before she bared her boobs and hairless beaver on the glossy pages of Playboy and about the same time her family's utterly banal but perplexingly successful reality program Keeping Up With the Kardashians began airing. What a career our Miss Big Booty has, what a career indeed. Apparently, unbeknownst to Your Mama, Mister Bush and Miss Big Booty busted up in July of 2009. However, according to a "source close to the couple" who squealed like a pig to the people at People, the lovebirds recently reconciled after taking "a few months apart getting their priorities together and figuring out who they were as individuals so they can make it work together." Oh, lo-ward have mercy, pleeze. Do people really do that, "figure out who they were as individuals?" What does that even mean? It sounds like something a pr flak floating a story to the tabs would say. We suspect there was much more to that story than these two finding themselves but, frankly, Your Mama does care any other relationship drama there might have been between these two.

What we do care about is their real estate activities, so let's get back to the bidness at hand. Property records and previous reports reveal 24-year old Mister Bush bought his big house back in December of 2006. Records also show the impressively muscled man spent $4,700,000 on the 4 bedroom and 5.5 pooper property located on Viewsite Terrace above curvy swervy and dangerous to drive Sunset Plaza Drive in the Hollywood Hills. The tax man's records show the three story residence measures 3,837 square feet and has 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms while listing information pegs it at a larger 4,831 square feet with 4 bedrooms and 5.5 bathrooms. We're not sure why the discrepancies. Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Since stumbling across the listing on the MLS, Your Mama has heard from several of our informants who had nothing but saucy, sassy and sharp tongued things to say about Mister Bush's party pad. Junebug called it "campy" and went all wild-eyed with flabbergast over the red-suede elevator carriage that has Mister Bush's initials stitched in gold colored thread on the back wall. Now that children, is klassy with a "k" if Your Mama ever saw it. Karla Worthington, another informant with intimate knowledge of all things real estate in the Sunset Plaza area, sniped to Your Mama that Mister Bush's day-core screams "high ghetto." Your Mama recognizes that is a viciously snide not to mention decidedly un-p.c. thing to say about Mister Bush's taste in furniture and decorative accouterments, but we can well understand how those zebra print wing back chairs with short silver leafed feet in the living room could provoke strong emotions in the decoratively sensitive. If we're being nice, which we sometimes are, Your Mama would say the day-core smacks of a self-consciously pseudo-sexy high-roller suite at a mid-range Las Vegas hotel that would like to expand their clientele to wildly rich young people easily impressed with shiny objects, nightclub lighting and plasma tee-vees. Oh dear, that wasn't very nice, was it?

Anyhoo, according to Junebug–who has been inside this house–the front door opens directly into the living room area–meaning no entry way whatsoever–where one is immediately confronted by those eyeball punishing zebra print wing back chairs with the short silver leaf legs that have been paired with a chunky mirrored cube coffee table, a silver leaf chest of drawers with a plasma tee-vee mounted on the wall behind it, a tufted white leather sofa, and a nappy looking white shag area rug. The cramped looking living room area has double height ceilings, a corner fireplace–on top of which sits Mister Bush's Heisman Trophy–and opens directly onto the back yard through paneless wood framed French doors.

The dining room also opens to the back yard, has a large glassy chandelier that looks like something straight out of a Holiday Inn banquet room, and flows into the over-processed kitchen outfitted with grey cabinetry, a myriad of stainless steel appliances including side by side fridge and freezer–which we like– and a work island with a semi-circular breakfast bar where four bongo drum shaped bar stools sit on top of a red, rainbow shaped rug. Seriously folks, this mess is almost beyond words. Also on the lowest level, according to Junebug, is the black and red velvet theater room about which we do not have the energy to muster a comment.

The second floor has a glass floored mezzanine area over the living room–which could be a bit pornographic for any ladees or drag queens standing up there in a dress–and two bedrooms with private poopers. We do not even want to know what "fun" Mister Bush and Miss Big Booty have had with this glass floor. Seriously, don't go there children, it's nothing but ugly. The master suite, according to listing information, occupies the entire top floor and includes a somewhat triangular bedroom and sitting area with a fireplace, his and her poopers, a gigantic custom fitted walk in closet/dressing room and walls of glass that glide open to a wrap around terrace with gorgeous and glittery views of the carpet of lights that is LaLa Land below. One side of the master bedroom opens to a large deck that floats over the city and where, not surprisingly, Mister Bush installed a pool table and a wall mounted plasma tee-vee.

The petite but flat back yard consists of a pill shaped swimming pool and spa with flagstone coping sunk into a patch of grass surrounded by a deck that hovers over the hillside (and the house below). A fire pit has been sunk into the deck, there is a built in barbecue center, and three plasma tee-vees have been mounted on the back wall of the house. Honestly. This is the sort of backyard about which some people would probably use the word party as a verb as in, "Let's party over at Reggie's place." Listen by little butter beans, as far as Your Mama is concerned the word party is a noun or an adjective and not a verb regardless of the dictionary claiming it can be used informally as a verb. Three plasmas mounted on an exterior wall seems like exactly the same thing as using the word party as a verb. Are y'all feeling what we're getting at?

Fortunately Mister Bush is not selling his crib furnished because this very well may be a case where one must sift through the shit to find a diamond. The house is clearly not without its drawbacks and shortcomings such as the lack of a proper entry and that vulgar glass floor mezzanine bizness, but the location is convenient iffin you can stomach Sunset Plaza Drive after a few cocktails, the views are simply outrageous, the pooper to bedroom ratio is lovely, and it's a total bonus to get this much flat space for a backyard in the hills above Sunset Boulevard.

As we mentioned during our discussion of Miss Big Booty's condo in early October, we haven't a clue why she and Mister Bush have both decided to list their homes at precisely the same time. We suspect that it is not a coincidence but, of course, Your Mama does not know a thing about their future real estate plans. Perhaps they're looking for a family friendly house in Calabasas? Or maybe they're considering packing up and moving to New Orleans? Who knows. Whatever they're going to do, we would not be at all surprised to see it all aired on some tawdry and terrible reality television program just like the uninspiring lives of all the other "K" named Kardashian ladees–namely Kourtney and Khloe–that currently infect the boob-toob.

UPDATE: Since Your Mama discussed Mister Bush's baller of a house, multiple reports have surfaced that quote an unnamed source who told the people at People that, "After they got back together they were both looking for new places and decided to take the next step in their relationship."

DJ AM's Beverly Hills House Hits the Market

SELLER: DJ AM
LOCATION: Anthony Place, Beverly Hills, CA
PRICE: $3,795,000
SIZE: 3,375 square feet, 4 bedrooms, 4.5 bathrooms
DESCRIPTION: Private and gated mid-century located on a cul-de-sac street with canyon and city views, rich mahogany floors, custom built-in theater, Crestron system and flat screen TV's throughout, two-sided fireplace, office, large kitchen with stainless steel appliances and carrerra marble countertops, four bedrooms and 4 and one-half baths, open floor plan looks out to lushly landscaped backyard with pool and spa.

YOUR MAMAS NOTES: It was only in late August of 2009 that Adam Goldstein–better known as DJ AM–was found dead of an accidental drug overdose in his New York City apartment. The formerly fat celebrity DJ battled both weight and drug addiction in his youth, but had slimmed down and been sober for well over ten years before slipping down the sad and slippery slope of crack cocaine in the days before his death. Some reports have speculated that AM picked up the pipe because he was all kinds of broken up over his alleged bust up with model Hayley Wood. Other reports speculate that AM was still saddled with the weighty psychological residue of the September 2008 Learjet crash which killed four people and left AM and his friend/collaborator Travis Barker seriously injured. Whatever the reasons, the celebrity spinner was well-liked by all those who knew him, including Your Mama who became friendly–but not friends–with AM after we dished on the purchase of his house in Beverly Hills, CA back in April of 2007.

It is this house, located way up in the Hills of Beverly on Anthony Place we would like to discuss again because it was recently listed–presumably by the executor of his estate–with an asking price of $3,795,000. Property records and a little inside information from a Beverly Hills real estate insider indicates to Your Mama that the single story residence was purchased by AM in June of 2006. This was just before he and Nicole Richie broke up and before he took up with actress Mandy Moore. Property records and information provided to Your Mama by our Beverly Hills real estate insider reveals AM forked over $3,225,000 for the approximately 3,375 square foot residence.

At the time of the purchase, the walled and gated residence had been renovated but it appears to Your Mama that AM made a few aesthetic tweaks to both the interior and the exterior which included some new landscaping at the front of the house and around the swimming pool and wrapping wood around the top portion of the double sided fireplace in the living room.

The glass front door opens to the entrance hall which leads to the main living space, comprised of an open plan living/dining area with gorgeous, shiny mahogany floors, a flat screen tee-vee mounted above the fireplace and wood framed sliding doors that open to the pool terrace. The large eat-in kitchen has a built in breakfast table, mac-daddy appliances including an 6-burner Viking range with a griddle, and sleek, and flat fronted chocolate brown cabinetry topped by Carrara marble counter tops. Not the most practical choice those counter tops, but golly they look nice, don't they?

AM's home office, located off the entrance hall at the front of the house, shares the double sided fireplace with the living room and includes a full wall of book shelves and another wall mounted flat screen tee-vee. The custom built theater has been outfitted with a gigantic movie screen, a chocolate brown coffered ceiling, cocoa colored suede walls and seven very plush looking chocolate brown reclining leather seats.

A long hallway lined with built in bookshelves along one side leads to the bedrooms, each of which appears to have a private pooper. The modestly sized master suite, which has custom fitted closets where AM probably kept at least some of his 600+ pairs of sneakers, has been decorated in various shades of brown and beige and includes more of those amazing mahogany floors and a muscular, clean-lined bed with an upholstered headboard, overhead lighting and a thick cabinet at the foot of the bed out of which glides a flat screen tee-vee at the touch of the button. We don't have any idea what AM watched on his tee-vee while lounging in his bed, but we always think of these sorts of boob-toobs that rise mysteriously from the foot of the bed as being a porn fanatics dream tee-vee.

The back of the house opens to the wee back yard which has a small, multi-sided swimming pool, a spa and long views down the canyons, over the city of Beverly Hills and towards the towers of Century City. More photos of AM's crisp and clean hideaway can be seen here.

With the blessing of AM's family, MTV decided to begin post-humously air the 8-episode Intervention-like reality tee-vee program called Gone Too Far that AM wrapped just days before his death. The program, hosted by AM, began airing on October 12 and focuses on the lives and struggles of young addicts.

Property records reveal that the New York City condo where DJ AM died–located on the 7th floor of a glassy Richard Gluckman designed building on Lafayette Street–was purchased by the super successful scratcher in November of 2007 for $1,995,000. The apartment is not currently listed for sale on the open market, but Your Mama has to assume it won't be long before that place is also put up for sale.

RIP DJ AM.