Today was Super Tuesday (i.e. primary election day in California and many other states). My plan was to leave a positive message in the voting booth that I vote in, ideally early in the morning that will hopefully last all day. I happened to have also been summoned for jury duty today so I had to vote much earlier than I would have normally. I was at my polling place at 7:45am (polls opened at 7). My local polling place is a neighborhood garage. This is not nearly as cool as a previous polling place which was a columbarium (a place where they keep the ashes of dead people). That place was amazingly beautiful. It's a greco-roman domed building with thousands of tiny spots for memories of loved ones. So hanging out in someone else's garage in the early morning is something I will only do if required.

I headed over to this one with my notes prepared and ready to be affixed. I was wearing a lovely bowler-type hat in a charming purple color today so I carried my pre-taped notes in the upside-down hat in an effort to be surreptitious. While I signed in and got my ballot no one seemed to notice my hat full of goodies that I was carrying with me. I took the ballot into the voting booth, a sort of make-shift plastic lectern with sides. I was in the very last booth which I didn't think would bode well for anyone else seeing it, but all the other booths were in use. I couldn't very well wait when there was an open one and people waiting behind me. So I went in and taped my note to the inside of the booth. I had made two heart shaped notes (it being close to valentine's day this seemed appropriate). One said,

"Dear Voter:
Thank you for participating and keeping it real!
See you in November!
xoxo"

So I got the note attached to the booth, filled in my ballot and started to leave. I still had one note left though and I wanted to put it in another booth. I left my booth, walked a few steps and made a fake. I pretended I had something I had forgotten to fill out or needed to recheck and immediately went into another booth. I quickly attached another note, confirmed that I had not made any "mistake" on my ballot and left the booth to turn in the form. Then I hopped on the bus to be a potential juror.