Heh, well so far I've managed to keep up with the daily posting on Pervy Werewolf, but I'm finding it tricky to write smut every day just because. Don't have a problem with PWPs but this is different, it's an ongoing story with plot an' everything, and there's a part of me insisting that the smex must be relevant! [hand to forehead] : ) Eh, there's a reason these things are called challenges.

The other morning, as I stuck my nose in the cubs' room to wake them, Rocket, without lifting his head from the pillow, waved his hand at me in a mystical arc and intoned: "You don't want to take us to school"
I laughed. "Much as I would love to say I 'don't want to take you to school,'" I replied. "Your Jedi mind tricks won't work on me..." [grin]
Ah, my kids, such wags.

Really interesting dream last night. Or the tale end of one, rather. It felt like I was back in Queensland - same sunshine, same colours of the sea. I was walking down some stairs into the lower level of a house that had been done up as a restaurant. I could see the ocean from where I was, and as I descended I spotted some whales rolling over in the surf! That was very cool. But wait, there's more...
I watched the ocean swell up and flood the lower level of the house. As is the nature of dreams, there was nothing unusual about this. It wasn't an anticipated event, and sure it messed things up a bit, but you managed. Someone I was with was already down there playing in the water. I saw she had something perched on her shoulder. She did tell me what it was - jellyfish or something, but nothing I recognise from r/l - and while in the dream I knew it was quite a venomous critter, she was treating it with gentleness and respect and it was safe. (I think she released it into the water and it was carried back out when the wave receeded.) Anyway, I went down and waited for the next wave and it was scary fun, knowing that the whole event was kind of dangerous - what with unknown things being tossed about in the water, or the risk of being swept out to sea - but looking forward to the rush of water.
Unfortunately the wave had only just started when I was woken up. [pout]


Hee. Nicked from Joules', who nicked it from somewhere else:

Which God or Goddess are you like? Your Result: Budha You are Budha. You are a very peaceful person, you love all who love you. You are a cheerful personality, and you have a great sense of humor. Congratulations!! You are Budha!!
Goddess Bast
The Christian God
Jesus
God Zeus
Goddess Sekhemet
You are your own God or Goddess
Satan
Which God or Goddess are you like? Make Your Own Quiz

(Are the red bars showing up? They weren't in preview. Eh, let's post and see what happens...)

[Edit: nope, not working. But trawling through the code the results were - in descending order:
Goddess Bast: 60%
Christian God: 60%
Jesus: 50%
God Zeus: 50%
Goddess Sekhmet: 42%
Your own God or Goddess: 38%
Satan: 20%]

I'm quite possibly certifiable but I've taken the plunge and joined the Pervy Werewolf Lusty Month of May challenge. To whit (to woo! [snerk]) you have to post at least 500 words of Remus-centric lemon every day of the month. Don't know if I'll last the distance - forget drawing out a plot, can I sustain smut that long? - but I'll give it a go. Up to part 3 now... (Be warned, if you want to have a look at anything over there it's all Not Work Safe.)

A few days ago one of the cubs spent the evening wearing a Pringles cardboard tube over the end of his arm because he wanted to see what it would be like to lose his hand.
We (including his brother) had a bit of a discussion and I explained prosthetics to them. Both the cubs have decided that if they were unfortunate enough to lose a hand they'd want the 'cool looking' claw-type prosthetics. [rolls eyes] Whatever helps you cope, sweetheart...

Speaking of cubs. [grin] I was listening to Tom Waits God's Away on Business and they remarked - while falling about laughing - that it sounded like constipate on biscuits! It'd be very amusing if they've inherited both their father's and mine ability to mishear things but perhaps I should get their ears checked anyway. :)

Still speaking of the cubs... Tomorrow their school is having a 'media day' where the kids get to make short movies, radio commercials, and stop-motion cartoons. On the way to school today the cubs' asked me if I had any ideas for plots.
Well...
I suggested a scenario where the teachers' coffee is stolen and the kids have to get it back cos the teachers are all cranky now. But, in a cunning twist, when the burglars are unmasked they reveal they stole the coffee cos they know too much of it's bad for you, and so they did it for the teachers' own good!
I quite liked it, so did Mr Brown, apparently, and when the cubs' father heard the summary, and that the idea was mine, he grinned and remarked that that was why it sounded new and fresh, and not at all like something you'd see on telly. Hee, I love my imagination.

Seen a couple of interesting DVDs recently. The first was King Arthur, which wasn't bad but I think I would've enjoyed it more if it'd just been a story about the period. Trying to fit it to such well-known figures felt like too much of a stretch to be believable.
The other was Two Hands, an Aus movie about the crinimal underworld. This wasn't as immediately gripping as I'd anticipated but on reflection it was very funny with some finely drawn characters. In the opening scenes the symbol of yin-yan is mentioned, and how it can represent the little bit of good in the bad, and the little bit of bad in the good. The movie was peppered with some subtle examples of this philosophy, making it, I think, a little bit deeper than it first appeared. There's also a bizarre element of the super-natural in it which I remember vaguely some reviewers scoffing over. It worked for me, though, pushing the movie just slightly out of your standard gangster flick. I liked it enough to consider picking up a copy eventually.