I'm going to do the unthinkable (no pun intended which you will realize as you read along). I'm going to deface my blog because these days I find it almost impossible to squeeze any intelligent brain activity from my cranium. So far there has been no rational thought, no idea whose I.Q. rating will go beyond my shoe size, no depth, nothing. I relish the delicious irony of thinking like a fool.

I even find it worthwhile to relate about the incident which occurred a while ago which stemmed from my inability to create a rip in the sachet of toothpaste which Qs and I bought to get us past our post lunchtime breath scent which subsequently led to my asking Qs to open the packet for me. Whilst scrutinizing the toothpaste, he tried demonstrating his point about finding the weak spot in the foil which would allow us to create a perforation. The funny thing was that there was no weak spot. Does this mean the toothpaste was defective? How could something with no 'weak point' in it be anything other than perfect?

It sort of brings to mind how human beings with no weak spots visible would often be categorized as defective, or at least, even more imperfect than his average fellowman. Can humanity then consider itself as the sum of its flaws? Or am I still thinking like a fool?

Good thing there were a pair of scissors close by.