Sooner or later, it was bound to happen.
(Those just seeing the teaser, relax! Nothing bad has happened to me.)
I frequently travel where there are magnetometers. Metal detectors. Some days the sensitivity is such that thinking the word METAL will set them off. Other days I wouldn't be surprised if one could smuggle in a full suit of armor and a Stinger. It's gotten to the point that I have all metal out of my pockets as I approach the magnetometers.
At least I thought I did. Yesterday the guard kept wanding me and I kept going off...so I had to take out the non-metal contents of my pockets.
And then I saw it. A small, foil wrapped package - golden yellow. It announced my loyalty to the University of Southern California team.
Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Fortunately, no one else saw it. In the words of Tom Lehrer, "Be prepared"....