Forget the falling star ... this joe had a whole solar system behind him when he jumped off the cliff. The name? Scott Storch. The job: big-shot music producer. The story: riches to rags. Storch was living it up a few years ago: the Miami mansion worth 8 figures, more dames than you could shake a gold record at, and recognition as the man who produces the top pop tunes.

Fast forward to 2008; where Storch is being scorched. He's down 500K in back taxes. He hasn't had a hit song since 2005 and the boys in blue have a warrant out to send him to the cooler. You've fallen a long way, baby.

Even though this yahoo has put out as many hits as Vanilla Ice in the last 3 years, he didn't even need to. He had the dough, but he made bad choices and wasn't smart when it came to the green. Just goes to show, joe ... bad decisions can deep-six even the best of 'em.

Odds are, you've got less wiggle room than Mr. Brother-Can-You-Spare-A-Dime here. If being irresponsible will bring him down, imagine what'll happen if you try to buy that new couch or plasma TV without cash. Shivers my timbers, baby. Stay simple when using your money, and stay smart. See you Monday, suckers.