At an early age I became masterful in the art of using self-deprecating sense of humor. Call it a defense mechanism or the ability to disarm a bully from any potential insults they may swing my way, I used this skill in the same manner Michelangelo used a mallet and chisel to create the statue of David. Nobody was going to beat me to the punch when it came to pointing out my own shortcomings. But did I go too far?