On television, the cops are good looking and the psychics are not only believed but their opinions actively sought.

Mandated by law, planned by intergovernmental committee and implemented with the goal of helping troubled learners and learners with trouble, the Piedmont Regional Education Program — PREP — has gone from 26 preschoolers in 1975 to 920 students in kindergarten through 12th grade.

When the economy gets weird, the weird turn pro and the truly weird flock straight to the Internet.

As the Good Neigh Bear danced, State Farm Insurance agent Gary Albert made the dangerous move of reaching into the car of a teen driver.

With a few months to live, Pam Lamb wants to raise as much money for cancer research as she can.

Politicians really aren’t as bad as their opponents’ TV ads make them out to be, but you couldn’t prove it by the ads.

In Maplewood Cemetery, where town skeletons lie buried, the ethereal shall become corporeal and stories long forgotten will again be told.

Where Janet and Eben Morrow are going, there are no quaint downtown cafes peddling grande lattes with steamed foam and lemon poppy seed muffins.

With furloughs, layoffs and pay freezes hanging over consumers’ heads like Damoclean swords, some business people may be more inclined to fall back than to spring ahead.

When everything you do is wrong, something isn’t right; when the fist comes down again, and it’s all your fault, something is wrong.

A dog may be a man’s best friend, but a dog’s best friend may very well be that man’s kid.

Music can lift the human soul, send the psyche on flights of fancy and plunge the mind into pathos, bathos and disturbing ethos.

The Charlottesville Vegetarian Festival cranks up at 11 this morning in Lee Park and features food, fun and games, a pet adoption fair and real musicians playing real music.

See that sign right there, the one that says “unattended vehicles will be ticketed”?

When the gavel comes down and you take that ride to the big house up the river, you leave a lot of things behind but not your basic constitutional rights.

Although local unemployment numbers are lower — 5.9 percent — the effects of a beaten-down economy are obvious.

Live to ride and ride to church may not be the traditional biker axiom, but if Orange’s Trinity United Methodist Church has its way, it may soon be.

T-G’sus has been putting down rhymes for some time.

An angry gray fox that allegedly leaped at the studious students, attacking two, stealing a sweater and sending hundreds of Cavaliers scurrying for safety through the briars and the brambles where a rabbit wouldn’t go has been captured.

“Some time ago, I decided that when I turned 70 I’d run a marathon,” Mr. Eros says

You don’t have to go gently after that great goodnight, but you darn sure better not go drunk.

Scouting is one of those things that many boys pass through as they move on to being bigger boys.

Guys function — barely, mind you — in the now. Men consider the present and the future.

The numbing reality of bill paying and government regulation, from taxes to traffic tickets, can make you feel like a rat running on a wheel in a cage.

When the father has his head in the clouds, you can pretty much expect the son to not want to keep his feet on the ground.

Mildred Spicer has a ball at work.

Mr. Lee and his wife, Kelly, opened the shop, named after their son, Chandler, 12 years ago.

I wait at the intersection of Rio Road and U.S. 29 and watch.

It’s most likely a simple problem, easy enough for a backyard mechanic to fix, providing he has a modicum of intellect and some common tools. At least that’s how the Internet made it sound.

Rosie has a last name, but you won’t read it here.