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Just Above Sunset 
               July 10, 2005 - The La Brea Tar Pits 
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 One of the more curious
                  sites out here, just down the hill, is not what you expect when you think of Southern California and surfers and movie stars
                  and all that.  In the middle of all that we have a place for those into natural
                  history.  That would be the La Brea Tar Pits, right down on Wilshire Boulevard.  They're famous.  Really.    About 40,000 years ago, deposits of oil rose
                  to the Earth's surface, collected in shallow pools, and coagulated into sticky asphalt. In the early 20th century, geologists
                  discovered that the sticky goo contained the largest collection of Pleistocene, or Ice Age, fossils ever found at one location:
                  more than 600 species of birds, mammals, plants, reptiles, and insects. More than 100 tons of fossil bones have been removed
                  in excavations over the last seven decades, making this one of the world's most famous fossil sites. You can see most of the
                  pits through chain-link fences. Pit 91 is the site of ongoing excavation; tours are available and you can volunteer to help
                  with the excavations in summer. Statues of a family of mammoths in the big pit near the corner of Wilshire and Curson suggest
                  how many of them were entombed: edging down to a pond of water to drink, animals were caught in the tar and unable to extricate
                  themselves. There are several pits scattered around Hancock Park and the surrounding neighborhood; construction in the area
                  has often had to accommodate them and, in nearby streets and along sidewalks, little bits of tar occasionally and unstoppably
                  ooze up. The Page Museum at the La Brea Tar Pits (PHONE: 323/934-7243) displays fossils from the tar pits. www.tarpits.org
                  ...   Well, the place is know
                  for lots of mammal fossils from the last ice age, that glacial age, when Los Angeles was a bit cooler and moister, and there
                  were no freeways and Tom Cruise wasn't in town.    Marge has the family
                  clean the house. Bart listens to the radio and wins his choice of a prize in a radio contest, $10,000 or an elephant. He chooses
                  the elephant. He names the elephant Stampy and falls in love with him. The family neglects the other pets because Stampy demands
                  so much time and money. Homer tries to make money off the elephant, but cannot pay Stampy's food bill. He lets slack-jawed
                  yokels gawk at Stampy. (This is the debut of Cletus.) Homer tries to sell him. Mr. Blackheart, an ivory dealer, gives the
                  best deal. Homer and Marge wake in the middle of the night to find Bart and Stampy missing. Bart runs away with Stampy to
                  save his pet. Homer and the family go to find them at a museum exhibit, and Homer falls into a tar pit. Stampy saves Homer,
                  so Homer decides to give him to an animal refuge. Once there, Stampy reveals himself to be a jerk to the other elephants and
                  Homer reveals himself to be a jerk to the refuge supervisor.    The tar pits are kind of
                  a running joke out here.    Goo...   
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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                  is a copyright notice at the bottom of this page, of course. These
                  were shot with a Nikon D70 – lens AF-5 Nikor 18-70mm 1:35-4.5G ED or AF Nikor 70-300mm
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