Every year on Ash Wednesday I never pass up a chance to look like a Hare Krishna with an attitude. I go to any Catholic church and stand in line to be slapped with that black dot of ashes on my forehead. Then after that I go around town, making sure everyone sees my dot. It's a good thing every now and then to give people the impression that you have totally lost your mind. Sometimes they even give up a seat on the mini bus because they don't want to risk sitting next to a nutcase.