So, are you voting today? In the primary election? You know, the one that isn't important because we got the good stuff out of the way back in February?

I wasn't really planning on voting, because what's the point? There's nothing interesting on the ballot. Just those near-incomprehensible eminent domain initiatives, a few unchallenged legislative and Assembly contests, and a yawn-o-rama county supervisor race. Who cares? Not me!

Something really incredible would have to happen to get me in that voting booth today. Like, a sign from above. Or a sign from Justin Timberlake. Perhaps he'd remix his hit song "My Love" to include the following stanza:

I can see us holding hands
Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand.
But only if you vote June 3rd
A girl with interest in politics is preferred.

Short of something really incredible like that, I just couldn't see myself caring about anything on the ballot. Until yesterday, when ...

SOMETHING REALLY INCREDIBLE HAPPENED!

(This is actually what I was excited about yesterday. Just play along.)

So, this morning I checked my work e-mail from home, just like I do every morning, to make sure I'm not, like, fired or anything. Because if I am, no sense in showing up to work! I'm just trying to save everyone some trouble here.

Anyway, I scrolled through my inbox and saw that I didn't have any messages informing me that the meager contents of my cubicle were sitting in a cardboard box on South Higuera Street. What a relief! I did, however, have an e-mail that said California Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger would be in The Tribune's building at 11 a.m.

Arnold Schwarzenegger? At my office?! I looked at my computer clock — it was 11:34. I was missing it!