It's Just What I Wanted

I think it's the galactic orbit thing that really did me in

First music, then voice modifiers… Now this. Perfect.

Dexter’s Laboratory

Johnny Bravo 

Cow and Chicken 

I am Weasel 

The Powerpuff Girls 1998

Ed Edd n Eddy 

Mike Lu and Og 

Courage the Cowardly Dog 

Sheep in the Big City 

Time Squad 

Samurai Jack 

Robot Jones 

Codename Kids Next Door 

Billy and Mandy 

Teen Titans 

Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends

Camp Lazlo 

Chowder 

Flapjack 

So some guy in Michigan in the US has just found a letter in his grandmother’s house; it seems to be a pen pal letter from 1973ish, and it’s from a young Welsh girl. In it, she lists:

Her name, and the names of her brother (Gwynedd) and sister (Catrin)

Their ages

Where she lives in Wales (Denbigh)

Her hobbies, including horse riding and reading pony books.

So this American dude decides to take a photo, whack it on Twitter and ask the only Welsh person he knows if there’s any way to track this Welsh girl down, because you know, ALL WELSH PEOPLE KNOW EACH OTHER, OBVIOUSLY

Except

I am furious to report that it has worked

Welsh person he tags doesn’t know, but takes up the challenge. Someone reckons the Catrin might be a woman who translated a hymn book once, and checks the foreword to see that the dates and ages do seem to be about right. Someone else suddenly has a brainwave - wait, isn’t she the mother of Steff, the comedian?

My husband gets tagged, takes one look at this letter, and is like “That is 1000% my aunt.”

Why is it that every werewolf book is this weird testosterone fueled alpha male/female romance thing? 

Like guys. Werewolves are family groups. They are basically big ol’ dog families. Your werewolf family wouldn’t be made up of alpha males fighting each other for dominance and subjugating females. 

While the notion of the “alpha wolf” is indeed misguided, being based on observations of wolves in captivity, the dominance thing does happen. And it’s not just the adult males; adult females do it too - but it’s only a thing when wolves who aren’t related by blood end up sharing a habitat.

So consider: by some happenstance, two unrelated werewolf families end up living across the street from one another. Of course they’re not going to start brawling in the streets - they’re civilised people, after all - but that urge to show the other pack who’s boss comes out in other ways, resulting in the two clans getting, like, weirdly competitive about everything.

“Spiked silver chains on the night of the blood moon?”

“The spring bake sale, Helen. Turn it down a notch.”

“Fine. But when they taste my lemon squares you’re going to wish we’d gone with the silver chains, Jessi.”

Meanwhile, across the room.

“You know what I like doin’ Rob?”

“What’s that Bill?”

“Peeing out of doors.”

“Me too, Bill. But I thought you just married into the whole werewolf thing.”

“Oh, hi Helen. Putting up the Christmas decorations, I see?”

“Yep, this light show’ll make this our best Christmas display yet.”

“Oh great! You know the Johnsons have got lifesize singing reindeer as part of their display.”