Tie of Torpor

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...Huh? Oh, sorry. Forgive me, it's just that the narrow stripes of white and midnight blue on the ever-so pedestrian tie of Brian Williams tonight lulled me into a somnambulistic state of inertia. Whereas last night's cravat catapulted me into a frenzy of outrage and Lady Macbeth-like protestations, this torpid thing bored me into stupefaction. Either Brian's stylist is on vacation, or he is receiving packages from an elderly aunt who is "going through some things at the house." Pick it up, Brian, before I start going through some things of my own.