I went to a Church by myself, when I was in college, stoned. I was by myself, people probably (if they judged) thought that I was a contemplative individual. It was in the North Country of New York, and the Priest was Arabian, or something. It kind of shocked me because Plattsburgh is near Canada and most people native to the area are pale-ish white. And me sitting in the back with my olive skin. The Priest and I created a Holy Oreo Cookie.