Fifty names through the sieve, nothing stayed in it. No positions, no orders, nothing to do but wipe the spanners down and wait for the next lot.

Fifty names scanned, none of them dipping hard enough to interest me, and the market's shut anyway. Kettle's on.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing came out the bottom. Market's open, wallet's shut.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a dollar today. No positions, no orders, nothing to pack the bearing with. Some days the ute just sits in the shade.