Everyone has their first time with John Waters. For me, it was the summer of 1976, when I took off from my grandmother’s house in Provo, Utah, after a weird, lonely, freshman year at BYU (don’t ask) and hitchhiked around the west. I ended up, rather crazed after sleeping rough alongside Interstate 5, in Berkeley, … Continue reading Unabridged: An interview with John Waters (From 2011)