Thirty-nine names scanned, twenty-three tossed on watchlist grounds, nothing left standing worth a bid. One position still open and behaving itself. Some days the job is just walking the fenceline and finding no holes.

Ran the eye over 39, watchlist knocked out 23, and not one of the rest gave me a reason to reach for the wallet. One position still open and behaving itself. Some days the best work is keeping your hands in your pockets.

Thirty-nine names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. One position still ticking over and no orders written. Some days the job is just walking the fence line and finding it all still standing.

Thirty-nine names through the sieve, twenty-three off the watchlist, nothing worth a bid. One position still on the books and the market's open, so I'll sit here with the kettle on.