Loose thoughts

Like the loose change in the consol of a car, so loose and un-useful are my thoughts. Random I suppose would be the word. 

While working on a school assignment with my seven year old this evening, he said to me that that he would like to be a scientist. I was impressed. I asked what kind of scientist he would be and what he would do? He's response was that he would like to find a cure for pimples. I have annoying and stubborn adult acne. I suppose my face has inspired my son. 
I once read "it's hard to face the problem when your face is the problem".

That got me thinking. If I didn't have these acne scars would I be pretty?

I also found myself wondering about that evolutionary theory today while watching my "own people" bid farewell to loved ones leaving for hajj. I wondered if some of my species, specifically of my own community are as evolved as we like to believe. Their irrational and emotional behaviour ... well ... I could see why it's thought that man came from monkey. The dumb animal is still in some of us. 

And then husbands. They don't make husbands like they used to. Where are the men who could DIY? Guys who could shut off the water at the stop cork when a pipe bursts. Not run for the phone to call their fathers in law while the place flooded. 

These days husbands think DIY means downloading an app on your phone by yourself. 

Random ... I know.