The Unusual

This past Friday, I did something I thought I would never do. I got my hair cut at a girly salon.

With my hair gone too wild for anyone’s good, I was faced with a decision. I’d heard that you could get your haircut at the Holiday Inn, but that it would be shitty. Supercuts was another option, but a shitty one nonetheless. With neither a car nor the patience to go find another reasonably-priced barber shop, I decided to take the practical course of action. I had a coupon to get a haircut at 20% off at the D&L Hair Studio in Sunset. I called to see if they did men’s haircuts, and the answer was yes. I then grabbed my longboard, and embarked on an unforgettable journey.

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Any Clash fans out there? Paul Simonon, their bassist, was recently arrested for working as an undercover Greenpeace activist aboard the MV Esperanza.

Talk about a dude that never gets bored! Aside from recording a new album with the Gorillaz, he and seventeen other activists found some time to storm the the Leiv Ericksson oil rig in speedboats off the coast of Greenland.

According to Simonon, they said “if you don’t get off … we’re going to phone the authorities in Greenland and say you’ve hijacked the oil rig, and the police will come and arrest you. And that’s pretty much what happened.”

Simonon spent several weeks on board  as a cook…and apparently a good cook at that! After the Esperanza protesters were arrested, Simonon spent two weeks in a cell – still keeping his identity a secret. The food was so bad, we finally got the guards to agree to let Paul cook,” one of his fellow activists said. Apparently, he makes excellent vegetarian food.

“The difference between 3 inches and 12 inches is extremely important in trying to determine our abilities to replenish populations.”

                                                       -My oceanography professor

Study Abroad in Iceland and Greenland

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods. There is rapture on the lonely shore. There is society, where none intrudes; by the deep sea, and music in its roar. I love not man less, but Nature more…” - Lord Byron.

At 1:00 pm, June 8^th, we touched the ground at Keflavik International Airport. As I walked through the terminal, and through customs, I felt like Christopher McCandless. Though I wasn’t to be alone as I tramped through Iceland and Greenland, I couldn’t shake this feeling that I had embarked on a journey of self realization. For three weeks I would have no cell phone and no computer. None of our group did. There were ten of us, and all we had to signify our existences were passport stamps, bank statements, and the occasional email.

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