My youngest child graduates this morning from elementary school. Saw the kids just now, they're all dressed like grown-ups. They're hurtling toward adulthood. Not long ago their feet didn't come anywhere near touching the floor when they sat in a chair. They'll play the piano, and sing songs -- "You've Got a Friend" and so on -- and there will be a slide show of the memories. Every advance review says it's going to be the all-timer weeper. Especially for those of us who are saying goodbye to a great little public school. Three kids, they started in pre-K barely out of diapers, 11 years later it's over. Not that it makes anyone I know feel old.

Kleenex won't be enough. I'm bringing rubber galoshes to this thing. A snorkel. The auditorium is going to turn into a water park.

It's going to be The Poseidon Graduation.

Meanwhile, the World Cup starts today, and even as we concede that it is the planet's biggest sporting event, as Americans we must once again ask why they can't change the rules to allow teams to score. No one ever scores. The goal needs to be about twice as wide and much taller. Also, teams should not be allowed to field a goalkeeper. That guy is always messing up perfectly good shots on goal. In any case, here's boodler bc with his blog entry on the World Cup, and here's a good website that handicaps the tournament and at the least will give you talking points if you need to pretend you know what's going on.

By Joel Achenbach  |  June 9, 2006; 9:06 AM ET
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