I saw John Waters last night at the Luckman Theatre. Funny dude. You can't say anything bad about him, unless you're uptight. I laughed for an hour straight. I appreciate the John Waters of the world. He said it plain. He was intellectually gritty without having to say fuck every other word. He talked about assholes and fist-fucking, and glory holes, but he was so eloquent in speech it wasn't offensive at all. It was the complete opposite. He was interesting. I learned about flakka and meow-meow, drugs I've never even heard of before. I feel so much wiser now. Street savvy.
I know about upper-decks, or how to leave one if someone should mess with you on an extreme level. He talked about his movies and Divine. And at the end of the show he had a question and answer session.
It was a great night. Thanks Dana.
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