While making a pit stop on the way home from the mountains yesterday, I had an epiphany. I decided I'd like an electric brander in the shape of a Z. Then I could spend hours sitting in bathrooms with my purse or jacket just barely hanging over the edge of the stall door, waiting for some little hand to creep over, ready to nab. Then BAM. Mark of Zorro. Imagine the urban legends.

I very rarely have violent fantasies... does this make me a bad person? or undermine my pseudo-pacifist tendencies? But, seriously, who wouldn't want to start a Mark of Zorro urban legend?