Ladies and gentlemen, I am happy to announce that Los Angeles has its own superhero. Yes, just like Metropolis, we have someone here to defend us against the forces of evil.

I was in the supermarket yesterday, caught in the line at the self-service counter because there was an elderly couple at one terminal who obviously did not understand how to use the machine, nor did they understand the "15 items and under" limit. At another machine, the mother was allowing her 4-year-old to painstakingly slowly feed the machine dollar bills to pay their grocery charges. In front of me in line was the superhero.

The blood supply to my right hand was slowly being drained because I was attempting to carry a basket filled with heavy items like soda and ice cream. So I'd transferred my cell phone to my left hand, which is where it was when it rang, and my left hand is what I used to tip the phone's screen up towards my face so I could see the Caller ID readout. As such, I was not shocked at all by the information delivered to me when the person in front of me turned around to tell me my phone was ringing.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you... Captain Obvious.