On activism

Me: I just emailed Clairol, because I can't find my hair color and it's killing me.

The Roommate: What do you think they might tell you?

Me: Probably that it's been discontinued

The Roommate: I mean, are you hoping to get them to restart production?

The Roommate: Maybe you could start a grassroots campaign to bring back Red #204.

The Roommate: Fuck this voter registration and anti-war stuff.

The Roommate: It's HAIRCOLOR that is the critical issue.

Me: I'll march at Clairol headquarters.

Me: You know, a lot of people are talking about my particular color in blogs, maybe we can start a petition.

The Roommate: They are?

Me: Yeah, a bunch.

Me: An excerpt: "My hair, as I believe I forgot to mention, is now Rio Red Ginger, courtesy of Clairol, and I love it."

The Roommate: And you're WORTH it.

Me: I just don't understand why Clairol would release a beautiful hair color like that, only to take it away. It's cruel and inhuman.

The Roommate: It's like clubbing a baby seal, really.