Results tagged “santamonicabay”

A state water board's administrative error has basically left a polluting company off the hook. In what Heal the Bay president Mark Gold calls "one of the most polluted beaches in Santa Monica Bay"--that would be Paradise Cove in Malibu--a mobile park owned by the Kissel Company "has been one of the largest sources of fecal pollution to the beach." Ew! So here's what happened:

Abe Vigoda, Screamin' Cyn Cyn & the Pons, Gay Beast, Bad Dudes @ The Smell

If you love the ocean and want to support the people out there every day trying to protect it, you have no choice but to attend the party next weekend celebrating the reopening of Heal the Bay's Santa Monica Pier Aquarium.

by Kevin McCollister

Federal prosecutors begin their case against the scary-as-shit Aryan Brotherhood prison gang this week in Santa Ana. The lawyers declined to be interviewed by NBC-TV, probably because the gang is known for taking vengeance outside prison walls. Have we mentioned LAist is run from plush offices in the Flynt Building?

What were they thinking? The LA Times Home Section's big feature this week is:

Quick, where were you 12 years ago today? Here's a hint: at 4:31am, the Northridge Quake hit. The Daily News remembers and looks at new earthquake sensing technologies.

The sky is blue. In most places, that sentence exemplifies a self-evident statement. Of course the sky is blue; what were you expecting, pink?

LAist loves Thanksgiving.

In the summer and fall of 1933, a Los Angeles mining engineer named G.Warren Shufelt was surveying the LA area for deposits of oil, gold and other valuable materials using his new invention, called a radio X-ray. Shufelt claimed he was able to locate gold and other precious resources at great depths using his invention, which operated based on a principle involving electrical similarities between matter, and was said to have worked even at a distance of many miles.

Yesterday, we lauded the cleansing properties of the rain that has been falling on our fair city for the last few days. This welcome precipitation washes our streets, lawns, buildings, and cars of all the accumulated pollution and grime our city can pile up over the long dry season. It renews and reinvigorates us, and our built environment. Our city shines like polished stone. We fall in love with her all over again.

It's messy. It's dangerous. It sticks to your hair.