YOUR SONIC WARNING

I jingle when I walk now.

I'm trying out a new personal note-taking system that requires me to keep my keys somewhere other than the pocket where they used to live, so now they hang from my belt utilizing a clever system of hooks, cables, pulleys, and a diesel-powered winch. So far the only thing I've noticed that's different is that the keys make a jangly noise when I move around, which is probably going to put my side career as a stealthy night-stalking crimefighter on hold for a while. These are the kinds of sacrifices I have to make now.