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Venoco Seeks Carp Expansion

Enviros, earth crusaders, and assorted other folks concerned with the well-being of our coastline got a new bogeyman this week as the draft Environmental Impact Report for a proposed oil and gas drilling operation in Carpinteria was released for public consumption. The hefty 763-page document details the good, the bad, and the ugly associated with the Paredon Project-a proposal from local oil heavyweight Venoco that aims to mine the crude oil and natural gas hiding in two existing state oil leases just offshore from the company’s property near the Carpinteria Bluffs.

A Non-Hippie Goes Bio

The choice has been around for years now, but for whatever reason, those who choose to fuel their vehicles with earth-friendly biodiesel gasoline tend to hail from the “hippie” set. Catch a car puttering past on biodiesel and there’s a good chance the driver will have a big beard, a taste for tofu, and a Grateful Dead album playing at high volumes rather than a three-piece suit, a $60 haircut, and a healthy stock portfolio.

Big-Top Fun

Circuses are scary-and I’m not talking about the clowns. Last week, on a windy afternoon in Santa Maria, I found myself 40 heart-pounding feet off the ground, my sweating palms gripping a trapeze bar. I feigned a smile to my hosts from Circus Vargas, thought about my last ride in an ambulance, and jumped.

Community Academy Reunited

If the tooth fairy had to pay up for all the tooth-pulling that went on at the Santa Barbara School Board meeting this week, she would be looking for a low-interest loan right about now. For more than five hours Tuesday night, boardmembers-playing one person down due to Annette Cordero’s absence-struggled to decide the fate of a plan to merge the full student population of the Santa Barbara Community Academy elementary school onto the sparsely populated La Cumbre Junior High School campus.

Eat, Drink, and Be Merry

No matter what you have planned for the evening, the fun has to start somewhere. And, in a town stuffed to the gills with bars, restaurants, wannabe L.A. lounges, and somewhat seedy dives, deciding where to warm up your engines can be daunting. When the rat race releases its daily grip on your soul and the brain in your stomach pains for libations and platters of food, the questions begin to swirl among the happy hour set: Downtown?

Cabrillo Port Dies a Santa Barbara Flavored Death

Exactly one year ago, it seemed all but certain that the southern stretch of the Santa Barbara Channel would soon be home to Cabrillo Port, a billion-dollar liquefied natural gas terminal built by Australia’s BHP Billiton, the largest mining company in the world. However, as the cliche goes, things aren’t always what they seem. After a practically perfect storm of Santa Barbara-led opposition, the controversial Cabrillo Port project was officially terminated on Friday, May 18, with Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger vetoing the would-be LNG facility, citing environmental concerns.

Walking on Water

For the record, though it pains me to admit it, I used to be a boogie boarder. While I have long since evolved beyond the lay-down sponge riding, the fact remains that not only did my love affair with surfing begin years ago in the prone position but also, when the conditions are right, I still occasionally kick my way into a beach break barrel or two, sliding merrily along, belly down and ass up, on what the Australians so affectionately refer to as an elephant’s tampon.

Of Water and Wood

A few weeks back, in the afterglow of a special late-season west swell, the recently opened Dan Merkel Gallery played host to living legend Greg “Da Bull” Noll. On a night normally associated with college kids’ booze-soaked thrills, the most colorful character in modern surf culture held reluctant court in the back of the gallery.

Sci-Fi Surfing

It’s easy to forget these days, but at the core of the surfing experience is a proud past of counter-culture antics and hilarious prankster precedent. Long before surfboards started being shaped by uncalloused hands in landlocked Asian factories and the “surf-style” became a fashionable way to dress for just about everybody this side of Paris, there was a tradition of good, clean, laugh-out-loud fun that began in the water and carried over seamlessly to the shore with stink bombs in movie theaters, parking lot hijinks, and radical Vietnam draft evasions. I

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