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Key Beast June 26, 2006 - 18:52:01
I've noticed that, as of late, my keyring has been steadily growing. I remember just last semester when, in one of my Tech Theatre Classes, we were asked to show our keys and corresponding hangers-on to the class to help "show a bit of ourselves". The only thing on my keyring was my parents' dog's rabies vaccination tag that I was given when she passed a way a year or two ago. That's tiny, though, and barely noticable.
However, in just the past few months, I've noticed that it's been accumulating things...
First, a dark blue Sharpie Mini showed up (which came in quite handy at No Brand Con for the signing of 'Con Shirts). Then, shortly thereafter, a Leatherman Micro decided to join the party. It's got a pair of scissors, knife, screwdriver, you know, basic survival crap. I figured "no harm there, they're both tools. it's good to be prepared!". Besides, it's not like there's anything that isn't necessary there.
Most recently, when I was in the Bahamas, I aquired a keychain with a resin-set Bahamian Penny, which spins freely in a metal ring...just a harmless memoir, right? The beast grew...
Today is when I noticed that this once-tiny gathering of necessary items has become too much. I've been having a bit of a panic/anxiety problem lately, for no apparant reason according to my doctor. Anywho, when I went to pick up my prescription for it (take them as a 'ooooh I can't stop feeling this way' kind of thing), I came across a cute little chrome pillcase...for your keychain. I bought it, thinking of the sheer damn convienience of it all, not considering the what-feels-like-a-whole-damn-can-of-soda weight it adds.
Now my keys don't fit into my pocket at all, and it's this mass of black, chrome, and blue. I wasn't trying to be coordinated, I swear! But the Leatherman and the Sharpie are both blue, and any keys that aren't covered with a black plastic cover are the same tone of metal as well.
Gah! But it's so damn convinient! It's just like a fat baby: you can't help but love it, but it's just too damn big for its own good. It has everything I could ever want and more! Let's just hope the pockets of my winter jacket will hold'em, or I might have to start trimming the fat...
- Cap'n Kellin
Now all you need is a clip to wear it on your hip.
I used to! But it got too big. This was back in the ol' high school days.
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