Think Pink!

I worried and stressed and stewed about that two years ago when I met him for the first time at a HRC fundraiser. I fashioned a little pink flamingo orchid corsage and dashed to the party with pink flamingo swizzle sticks tucked into my pocket as a special surprise party favor for people who didn't get on my nerves (which is rare for a HRC fundraiser). I handed him a swizzle stick for his cocktail and chatted briefly, hoping, "Please let this end.... I have nothing interesting left to say." He was so pleasant - stunningly nice, actually. I remember thinking, "Why don't you go talk to those queens over there, I've used up all my bon mots and obscure film references."

This time around, I left the home sans props, equally unprepared. Or so I thought.

See....a few weeks ago we were asked to promote the St. Louis opening Seed of Chucky. I love killer psycho dolls and it was a great Halloween giveaway - even if we're not getting the movie here 'til mid-November.

I grabbed a pile of papers, and some of the Chucky promo items, which included condoms (seed of Chucky *nudge* nudge *wink* wink) and headed off to the event.

You can only imagine my surprise when my co-worker came up to me and said, "Go say hey to John Waters. He told me he wants Chucky condoms....." I got all bubbly and giddy as I inched up to him and said hello.

Apparently, John Waters is the first person to be murdered in Seed of Chucky and he didn't get all the promo merchandise. When I handed him the Chucky condom, I felt like the coolest kid in school when he giggled at it upon inspection.

I asked him for a photo (in which I look gruesome and he looks suspicious) and then gooched his water glass, which I intend to sell on e-Bay sometime soon.

His talk/lecture was great! Ribald and sassy - he had us roaring with laughter. His warm and friendly demeanor really shines through - even when he's being crass. He used to teach at prision, which really fascinates me and he relayed a story that he earned his cred in the jailhouse by showing them Pink Flamingos. After seeing Divine eat dog shit, I imagine the toughest of the inmates said, 'Yes, Mr. Waters," and dutifully completed their lessons.