Bow Tie o’ the Day is the only thing keeping me from having a titanic tantrum in front of Skitter. If I threw one, Skitter would shake for time and all eternity. But I feel like I’m caged in a zoo, because I can’t leave the house. I’m doing housework, but mostly, I’m waiting for delivery of our HAMILTON tickets, which I’m required to sign for. I checked the tracking number, and it says they’ll be here sometime before 8PM. Gee, thanks for the bigly specific time! ✒ ✉ 🎟 🎤