Well, fuck me.
I remember all your stupid lil goddamn comments when I first copped Maxine.
People said I would drive off a bridge…my vision was called into concern…you shared stories of scooter related hospital bids and carnage. I even experienced a close to home warning shot, when Tracy/Candice/Tova drove Maxine full speed into a fence and jacked up her masturbation fingers.
Bernie Rosenberg has been helpful to me in so many ways.
I ride him to and from work in downtown Boston every day…studio sessions, booty calls, late night snack runs…to quote Bette Midler, Bernie is the wind beneath my wings.
Early morning Wednesday May 22nd, Bernie and I experienced a tragedy that immediately altered my life.
Leading up to the fateful event, I was coming off the emotional rollercoaster of filming a two day Golden Brown Sound music video.
Here’s the premise: