Each week I spend probably a day or two or three, never more than five, trying to think up an idea for a column.

If I’m really stumped some times I find it useful to look at the calendar. Often I’m inspired by discovering something like, “Hey, Christmas is next week.”

Anyway, this week I couldn’t help but notice the multiple graduation ceremonies listed for this week. So I thought to myself, “I should write a graduation column.”

And I should, really, if I could. But I’ve discovered over the years that I need to avoid writing about high school. My experiences weren’t so good, which is not uncommon. The problem is the intensely horrible experiences I find faintly amusing now still come across as intensely horrible to the average reader.

I actually tried writing one this weekend and I couldn’t go two sentences without dredging up dreck. It was light-hearted dreck, but still.

So no, graduation column from this guy. But next Monday is Flag Day. I’ll see what I can work up.