Blogs are often used to pump up one's ego, to brag, if you will, about your accomplishments and status in life. I'm guilty as charged.

However, I'm the first to admit I am a total failure at many things. When I compare myself to other men, my self-esteem plummets. I'm not exactly a "manly man". I don't feel like I measure up.

For starters, my stature is limited. I'm short and thin. There's nothing I can do about it. I have always felt like a runt. I've tried to "bulk up", but believe me, I've failed. I'm tough and wiry (sinewy), but not muscular.

I've never participated in manly things: never shot anything beyond a BB gun (except in ROTC in college), never hunted, was never in the military. Never played football or wrestled. Instead, I golfed--a wimpy sport some say.

I'm certainly not at all mechanical. Motors, power tools, anything that plugs in or runs on gasoline are all beyond my capabilities to repair. I glaze over when someone begins talking about mechanics.

Add electricity and plumbing to my "no can do" list. Oh, I've tinkered around repairing this and that, but I give myself a D in that category.

Carpentry or wood working is barely beyond the hammer and saw ability. I'd rather paint over something than fix it. I've never drywalled or roofed or done concrete work. I know just enough to be dangerous, as they say. What an embarrassment I must be to my father, the master carpenter. To this day, my father still says to me, "You big dumb" whenever I do something-anything!- wrong.

Stick figures is the limit to my artistic ability. Can't draw, barely write! I am musically talented, but have nothing to show for it-- a little piano and guitar for my own amusement only.

I've been divorced twice, so that tells me something about failure in the marriage department. I think I've been a good father, however. At least my kids still like me.

I don't mean for this to be a post on self-pity. And I'm not looking for pep talks from my mybloggers friends. I have many accomplishments I'm proud of. I've bragged enough about those over the years. I figured it was just about time I came clean by admitting my failures or down sides. I guess you can't be good at everything. Just don't ask me why your engine light came on!