Friday randomness

So here we are again.  Friday.  A day of the week so sexy it could only be topped by the unencumbered and free-spirited Saturday.  It's all there, the "I can't wait to not have to get up at the crack of sparrow fart" anticipation of a lazy morning, the childish delight of having two whole days in which to do whatever you want (which is actually only theoretical since invariably there will be either household chores, errands or family commitments to fulfil in that time) and the post-work bevvy.  Friday.  It even has the word "fry" in it (well nearly).

And the reason I'm waxing lyrical about the last day of the working week?  I've no idea.  It just struck me that Fridays are a good thing.  Long may they continue.  They cap off the week so nicely.  And what a week it has been.  I mean, who would have thought that a runaway monkey would so have captured our imaginations?  And I have to admit to some punctuational swearing* when I found out that she was recovered by way of a trap baited with a banana.  A...banana.  Who was in charge of the recovery operation, Wile E Coyote?  Was the trap baited with a banana attached to a rocket?  In the course of setting the trap did an anvil fall on someone's head?  I had no idea these animal cliches were so accurate (and apparently nor did the silly folk who spent ages trying to get that elephant out of a hole.  They should have lured it out with peanuts or scared it out with a mouse).  You spend ages trying to do something the hard way only for some smartarse to come along and point out that a bear will do anything for honey or pic-a-nic baskets.  Typical.

Anyway, I haven't got a topic to spout forth on today as such but seeing as how Chris Schulz is still away and I'm missing my Friday links (What?  You mean I have to go looking for movie trailers and hawt music videos my own self? Sheesh) I thought I might share a few little tidbits that I have found on the interwebs and that I have judged to be good (or at least mildly entertaining).  Yay!  Here we go!  Let's hold hands and skip as we go! Weeeeee!

* It's no secret that I have a deep and abiding love of cupcakes. "Nom" is the correct word, I think.  But I've discovered a cupcake that I will not eat.  I don't care if a goodly portion of it is chocolate.  These things belong on the zombie buffet of death.

* Big time confession.  I was once in love with a scientist.  It didn't work out and there were some hurtful things said but at no point did I ever hate him enough to make him wear a handmade jersey featuring the periodic table with sleeves of fungi and bacteria.  But I actually think that this is adorable and romantic in a way. Never before has someone gone to so much trouble in an endeavour so dorky for their microbiologist spouse.  If it weren't for the fungus and bacteria it would be heartwarming.

* A match made in pop culture heaven.  Sexless vampire romance meets dolls with no genitals.

* I am of the generation for whom Wayne Shelford is the quintessential All Black.  There were restrained grumblings in our house when he was dropped as All Black captain (restrained grumbling being the appropriate Kiwi response to any deeply upsetting event).  "Bring back Buck" just has such a good punchy ring to it.  Nice to know that American comedy fans have picked up that ball, pelted down the pitch and scored a try with it.  Because some things deserve to be brought back (just not jumpsuits, never jumpsuits).  While we're at it Obama, could you revive Serenity?  And I personally would like to see the return of orange-flavoured instant pudding.

So, any fun of your own to share?  What would you like to see "brought back"?  Would you eat a cupcake that looks like an incomplete autopsy?  Happy Friday y'all.

*in which the curse word in question functions as an exclamation mark or similar