Apologies for the slow-ish turn-around. My wonderful wife gave me the ok to get a serviceable vise from Harbor Freight this past weekend, and it was obvious that the inner chamber could benefit from a bit of chiropractic
I felt a twinge of responsibility, as the last time it came around, I had to brace the inner-box up substantially. I was slightly less anal this time.
Then cut my finger mysteriously and used the quasi-open minor flesh wound as an excuse to overthink whether I should take another item or two, and then what I should put in. Anyway, I've not succumbed to righteous greed and have sealed and addressed the box.
I'll have a (hopefully) much less busy work day tomorrow, and will send it off to the great void out west - where the intrepid box may have to brave wildfires.
Onward, upward, but ultimately subject to gravity.
Le Box!