How much are you? Everyone has a price.

Well, it only took two very long phone calls, but I have arranged for my own bus for the upcoming OZZFEST Tour. One call was to the company I will be leasing it from, the other was a conference call to convince my band that this was for THEIR benefit and not because I am developing a Diva mindset.

Autumn of course, has her special needs, and I explained that to the band as her having an Immune System problem, and that she has so many allergies, it would be cruel to her, and a pain in the ass to anyone else who wanted to smoke, burn incense, or wear any sort of cologne or Axe spray on the bus. This way, I explained, she can have her clean air space, AND my son who will be joining us for a few of the dates, will also not be a concern of theirs.

Once I explained it that way, they agreed that this was in fact a good idea. Of course it is. That's why I'm the brains of this band, and it's conscience as well. Archer was over the moon when I told him he would be joining us for a few dates, and I bought off the bitch with plane fare and four star hotel accommodations in Hawaii for her while Archer will be away. She can go off with her friends, if she wishes, and fuck any and all she wants like the whore she is, and he won't be around to be affected by it.

I'm so glad he likes, and approves of Autumn, and she of him. But then, what's not to adore about my son? He's handsome, brilliant, and very well behaved and cultured. I've seen to, and insisted on that. He will grow to be an exquisite gentleman among slackers, and succeed even beyond my accomplishments. I shall accept nothing less.

Well, it's time for a jog, a shower and the requisite primping then an evening with my lady love down by the river. Wine and dinner for me, then dessert for her, from me. Bliss.

( Bio of Jeno Ferrari )

( The Rolling Stone Article )

Been there. Done that. Got the Scars to prove it all, inside and out.
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