MOI HEAVY CHATELAINE

Hmmmmm.

Interesting. Well, interesting to me. To wit, back in 1996, I guess I sensed my future as Chatelaine. After all, I was writing:

                  There are keys to everything, even handcuffs.

Yah. I do think there are keys to everything. The problem is that my -- and anyone else's -- chatelaine is incomplete.