Zzzzzzzzzzz....what a wierd letter.

Here I am, rambling away at an unGodly hour of the night. I don't do well with snoring and Mike is...well, snoring, as usual. So...I am awake, as usual, when I would rather be catching some Z's myself.

That's such an odd way to put it... "Catching some z's." How do you really catch z's? Does it require bait and a net, or maybe a fishing rod of some sort, only shaped like the letter Y, so the z's know to follow it? What would you do with the z's when you caught them? Do you clean them and toss them in a pan with some butter and olive oil? Do they taste good fried? What if you just want to keep them for pets? Are they too wild to tame? Z seems like kinda a wild letter, not as wild as X maybe, that one's just uncontrollable, but certainly not as tame as the very domestic 's' or 't'.

These are the ridiculous thoughts that wonder through my head at 3 am when I'm not catching those over ellusive little z's.