I have found this great contest with M&M’s and Nascar.  It is called the Most Colorful Fan Contest and it is super easy to enter and even win a prize. You just need to upload a photo to the contest site and then ask your friends to vote on your photo.  Just make sure that you or someone else over 18 is in the picture so the photo can’t be just of your cute little kid in a Nascar outfit.  I am going to take a picture of me and Lily in our Nascar gear this week, I’ll post the link to the picture in my next post.

I’ve also added the Contest Widget to my blog page, check it out under my Amazon book list.

Check out the contest here

Weekly Winners
Each week the votes will be tabulated and the photo with the highest average rating and a minimum number of votes will be selected as that week’s winner. Winners are announced each Monday and are automatically entered into the Photo Playoffs for a chance to win the Grand Prize. Each week the votes for all non-winning entries will be reset and the voting for the next weekly winner will begin.

Photo Playoffs
Once all the weekly winners have been chosen, the photo playoffs begin. The area dedicated to viewing and rating photos is replaced by the head-to-head voting interface. There will be three rounds of voting to trim the candidates from 24 to 3 finalists. As voting for the weekly prizes is complete, rating and sorting by rank tabs would be removed and replaced with a tab to simply view all photo entries.

Users are asked to vote on their favorite photos in head-to-head comparisons that match-up weekly winners. Selections are highlighted and you have a chance to review your choices before submitting. The photos with the most votes will advance through the bracket to the next round and the head-to-head voting process will be repeated until only 3 finalists remain. M&M’S® will then choose a Grand Prize Winner from these finalists.

Weekly Winners
Enter your photo today and you could win a $200 M&M’S® branded gift card! The photo with the highest rating each week wins! Winners are announced each Monday, pending legal verification of eligibility.

Grand Prize Winner
Show off your winning colors with two tickets to the last Cup race of the season! The Grand Prize winner will be chosen by Mars, Inc. from the top 3 finalists. Please stay tuned to see who is crowned THE MOST COLORFUL FAN™OF NASCAR.

I’ve started a group on Twitter Moms called Nascar Moms.  It is for Moms who watch Nascar…that was  a stretch.  Our group is growing and we would love to have you join it.  I post the weekly TV schedule of the upcoming race as well as any Nascar News.

Come by and check us out – http://www.twittermoms.com/group/nascarmoms

Yup, that is my beloved #88 getting crunched at Talladega.

Well, the race was awesome until about 20 laps to go. It was an exciting Talladega racing with several lead changes and guys using bump drafting to push each other to the front. Then Carl Edwards (being the flippin nut job that he is) thought he would ‘try’ some Talladega bump drafting. My advice Carl, leave it to the professionals and don’t bump draf in the turns. Looks like he needs to practice his bump drafting on his video game some more. He took out two of his teammates and several other cars including the one car that was going to win….Junior and his beautiful #88 car…with my name on it. =)

I seriously screamed when I saw what was happening and flopped to the floor like a child who just had a toy taken away.

He had to start from the back because of a change to his car and he made his way to the front and took the lead within 29 laps. It was Junior’s race to win and he was running so well all day and I could just feel it, he was going to win. UGH!

There were reports that Carl Edwards was so nervous about the race this weekend that he would pay someone $1million dollars to get him a top 10 finish. He was such a nervous wreck at the race that he even spun his car out in pit road. If he was so nervous then he should have stayed in the back of the pack for the entire race to keep out of trouble.

Last week at Kansas Carl tried to pass Jimmie Johnson for the win by driving his car into the wall in hopes that it would bounce off and accelerate forward to pass Jimmie. Guess what??? It didn’t work and Jimmie won the race. When asked by a reporter why he hit the wall Carl responded “Now I know it doesn’t work the same as in video games”.
Get this guy to pee in a cup and check him for drugs, he has turned into a nut job all of a sudden. Good thing I buy my office supplies at Staples or I might have to deface his life sized standee at Office Depot. =)

Follow this link for a race report

By. David Caraviello of Nascar.com

I read this article on Nascar.com and really liked how it describes Northern California as a Racing Place ! If you are looking for a local racetrack in your town check out Nascar Home Tracks or if you are in the Sacramento area check out the All American Speedway in Roseville

SAN FRANCISCO — There is not a more breathtaking urban landscape in all of America than the one that unfolds before you from this city’s Municipal Pier, a crumbling old structure curving out into the mouth of San Francisco Bay. But the wood rot underfoot is completely eclipsed by the view, a 360-degree panorama that takes in the majestic Marin headlands, infamous Alcatraz Island, the busy waterfront, and skyscrapers and townhouses climbing toward Nob Hill. And then there’s the bridge, that spectacularly understated art deco masterpiece, gracefully spanning the strait for which it is named.

It’s an always enchanting, sometimes strange, often eclectic and occasionally tremulous place, an unthinkably dense metropolis perched at the edge of a peninsula that seems much too small to accommodate it. Even stranger is the fact that there’s a major NASCAR racetrack only 30 miles north of what has to be one of the least driver-friendly big cities in the world. During the sport’s annual pilgrimage to the region, you half expect mandates forcing the Sprint Cup teams to field hybrids, and charging them $40 a night to park in the Infineon Raceway garage.

This isn’t Southern California, where car-clogged superhighways rule. Up here, discounts abound for alternatively-powered vehicles. A drive from the airport to the Golden Gate Bridge requires a stop-and-go journey over surface streets. There are two kinds of parking — nonexistent and exorbitant. Every other word on the radio is “green.” Don’t even ask about the price of gas.

It’s all enough to make you think that the good citizens of the Bay Area are a bunch of Prius-driving, left lane-blocking eco-whackos who equate the internal combustion engine with the Ebola virus. And without question, a few of them are. But out here in the bluest part of the bluest state, where Big Oil is public enemy No. 1 and where protesters have literally lived in trees for more than a year to block the construction of a new sports center at the University of California in Berkeley, there’s a little secret — a lot of people like to drive fast. Very fast. In big, roaring, gas-hoggin’ cars.

How else to explain the preponderance of racetracks in this part of Northern California? There’s not one but two major motorsports facilities, Infineon up in the Sonoma Valley and the sports-car mecca of Laguna Seca down the Pacific Coast Highway in Monterrey. Out in far eastern Alameda County there’s Altamont Motorsports Park, which in its 42 years has seen names like Andretti, Foyt and Unser compete on its half-mile paved oval, and still hosts the NASCAR Whelen All-American Series. Up along the delta in Contra Costa County there’s Antioch Speedway, a quarter-mile dirt track which hosts, among other things, the kind of dwarf cars that Sunday’s winner at Infineon, Kyle Busch, grew up driving.
Humble beginnings.

Farther east is the site of revered old Stockton 99 Speedway, former home to NASCAR’s Southwest tour and weekly racing division, and the oldest quarter-mile paved oval west of the Mississippi River until it closed last year. The region stretching from San Francisco to Sacramento is a hotbed of quarter-midget racing, which jump-started the career of Vallejo native and four-time NASCAR champion Jeff Gordon. There are drag racing clubs based in the Silicon Valley. And there are numerous other tracks, places like Placeville Speedway and Madera Speedway and Shasta Raceway, remote enclaves of speed among the mountains and redwoods that draw racers deeper into Northern California or out toward the Nevada line.

Who knew that tony, antiestablishment San Francisco was the hub of a region with such a need for speed? Ken Clapp did. The retired former NASCAR vice president, who was enshrined in Infineon Raceway’s wall of fame last weekend, played a large role in founding the facility 40 years ago, and delivering that first Cup event 20 years later. But the inaugural 1989 race, won by Ricky Rudd, wasn’t the first time that NASCAR’s premier series had competed in the region. Herb Thomas won a race at the fairgrounds in Merced in 1956. Events were held at Oakland Stadium three times in the early 1950s. And in 1954 the ageless Hershel McGriff won the first of three races contested at Bay Meadows Speedway in San Mateo, one short fuel run away from the intersection of Haight and Asbury.

So the gearheads have always been here, albeit in a diffused state until Clapp and some gutsy investors built the undulating road course at the intersections of highways 37 and 121 that pulled them all together. Clapp, who had promoted hundreds of races at short tracks across the region, knew the market for racing was there, even in an area not necessarily known for it. One of his former weekly series tracks, the Santa Clara County Fairgrounds in San Jose, had been among the national leaders in car count and attendance. Now, the success of the facility originally known as Sears Point International Raceway speaks for itself. The track owns the record for largest crowd at a single-day sporting event in Northern California.

So sorry, San Francisco. Like it or not, you’re a racing town. That sound you hear is an engine rumbling, not sea lions barking or the Pacific breaking upon Ocean Beach. Who knows, maybe that cable car driver maneuvering down Powell Street secretly harbors ambitions of becoming the next Carl Edwards. Maybe that radical college professor who by day rages against carbon emissions sleeps in a Dale Earnhardt Jr. T-shirt at night. In this city, much stranger things have happened.

The opinions expressed are solely those of the writer
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