There is a can on the back shelf of your kitchen. It's so far back you can barely reach it. You don't remember buying it. It's a green color, though you would swear the color shifts when you turn your head. The label is worn and looks something like "Liberty Meens." If you throw it away, it will eventually find its way back. Best to ignore it. Do not open the can.
This was something you needed to know.
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
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