Over the weekend we paid tribute to a true American hero — who else but John Waters — by saluting his summer place in Provincetown, Cape Cod. By “saluting” we mean creepily taking this photo of his front yard, which turns out to be every bit as Grey Gardens as you’d imagine.

Anyway, it turns out we don’t have to settle for gawking at his greenery, because tomorrow the man himself will be in New York celebrating the paperback release of Carsick, his chronicle of hitchhiking from his other hometown of Baltimore to San Francisco. (No, Waters wasn’t in Balti for the uprising; “the night Baltimore was burning I was filming a cameo in the new Alvin and the Chipmunks movie in Atlanta,” he recently confessed to Bill Maher).

In the hilarious account, the Pope of Trash documents actual road encounters (Luke Temple’s band Here We Go Magic picked him up while they toured through Ohio) as well as imagined rides with Disgraceland players like Edith “the Egg Lady” Massey. All the while, he’s equipped with a cardboard sign that reads “I’m Not Psycho,” which I probably should’ve been holding while ogling his beach house.

Waters’s sole New York appearance will be at Powerhouse Arena tomorrow, May 27, at 8:30pm. Entry is free but RSVP just to make sure.