How three misplaced screws can screw you up equally well...

One long canvas bag.

Three forgotten screws.

Biting cold.

Saturn.

Murphy's Law.

:|

The insomniac author, for once, has all of the time (because of the insomnia), but no inclination to elaborate. Wildly formulated theories are welcome; persistent grilling is not.

Yours threadbarely,

me.

* SighGone *

I should've looked around; rather, messed and pottered and monkeyed around with a fine-toothed comb before I talked below.

Now, I'm speechless. :|

ZERO-Equivalent