“I accept my duty to be an Official KCBS Certified Judge, so that truth, justice, excellence in Barbecue and the American Way of Life may be strengthened and preserved forever.”

We can love Penn State and still realize the Program isn’t as important as a child’s innocence.

Call ‘em blue-collar sorcerers or working-class soothsayers or nine-to-five witch doctors. Either way the Lips have staked out their own territory, straddling the fence between humanity and divinity, and their performance Thursday night at the NorVa is surely to be an experience unlike any other.

If we are going to spend the money, time, and resources developing Fort Monroe, why not labor for a worthwhile idea rather than an arbitrary one? How about an economy boosting nudist colony?

You have to wonder if this isn’t the American Dream as told by Clark Kent.

Yogurt Vi creates ecstasy by focusing your attention on the taste on your tongue.

Walking into the Old Hampton Ice Cream Parlor, 32 flavors beckon like long lost loves: Royal Red Velvet Cake, Butter Brickle, Pistachio, Peppermint Stick, Roadrunner Raspberry.

Too often Daily Press editorials remind me of a Ke$ha song: not only sub-text free, but content-free.

“It was the morning show for the hungover and unemployed, so it started at four in the afternoon.” –Alfredo Torres

Clearly getting off on playing, you hear the heart and soul, grit and grime of a collection of individuals.

A local die-hard Cubs fan feels the pain, and reflects on how Santo’s color announcing influenced his writing.

As a special treat, David treats us to a Peninsula-focused If You Read the Paper.

This is not about who is right and who is wrong. This is about how we are the same, and we believe we are more alike than different.

It’s all about mutant fish coming on land to kill the men and mate with the women to perpetuate their species, and who can’t relate to that?

Part of the dichotomous plot is fully rounded out with this question, which is full of the philosophical speculation I love about Mad Men: “Since when is forgiveness a better quality than loyalty?”

So married-Don screws better than Faulkner writes, but divorced-Don pays for sex with his secretary…

Trey Anastasio, the group’s frontman, said it best when speaking of the haters: “It’s almost like they’re offended by the fact that so many people are enjoying something they don’t like.”

Do some people–including Governor McDonnell–keep the Confederate flag flying as a sign of… hope?

Something about this boutique has the feel of an old sci-fi potboiler novel. And yet it also feels like a place where My Morning Jacket would shop.

His power to haunt is real, and his insistence on humanistic purity is clear in every note.

“There’s nothing better than doing something you love with those you love.”

This second half is where DPK really gets it going. If you’ve ever taught–especially if you’ve ever taught English–this is a must read.

The wind fled the room. It was hard to hide my grin. “OK, for next class, I want all of you to write an essay in support of gay marriage.” Shock, awe, and horror registered beneath the baseball caps and scrunchies.

A review of The Pub in Peninsula Town Center in Hampton.