When I was waiting for the bus this morning, I was being pelted with alternating bouts of warm shiny sunbeams and gusts of howling blizzards. No, not the vanilla kind; that would be hard to clean up after.

Thanks to Lancerlord, who set the tone with a video clip that TGIF is really the only one decent response to it.

The Guardian (UK) reports that Air India has told cabin crew to lose weight or risk losing their airborne posts. How bad is the problem if a spokesperson has to defend the policy by saying ‘”Imagine if crew members can’t fasten their seat belts, how can they fly?”‘

Pharyngula is touting potentially blasphemous appendage cosies. Or at least, if you believe in Cthulhu or the Flying Spaghetti Monster. There’s still 50 min left on Cthulhu’s eBay listing, if you want a squid deity covering your rocket.

Kevin, in a very TGIF IM conversation, disclosed that he prefers bigger rockets. But the finger lickin’ good kind makes him go “buah ha ha”.