Co-worker Chad came bursting into the office one Thursday a few weeks ago.
"So what did you write about this week?" He asked, pulling a newspaper from the rack outside my door.
"Oh, city council, the veterans' memorial, the . . ., " I started but he interrupted.
"No. What's your column about?"
When I told him I didn't write one, he was aghast and demanded to know why not.
"I didn't have anything to say," I said returning to my work.