One thing people have done is look for smaller, more fuel efficient cars. Some of you may have seen the Smart Car but if you haven’t I have included a picture below. As you can see, it is very small when compared to some of the larger vehicles on the road today.

Well if you don’t like the looks of the Smart Car and want something a little more sporty your prayers have been answered. You can now be sporty and fuel efficient with the new Smorty Car lines.

Maybe you would like the Smorvette?

Or maybe you prefer the Smamborghini

Or maybe you prefer the Smerrari?

Prefer the Smorchse?

Or the Targa?

And for those SUV lovers you can try the Smaudi.

By the way….in case you aren’t sure, the Smart Car is a real car. The others are just very good imitations, most likely done in Photoshop.

With that being said, here is my Top Nine Reasons Why I Love To Blog.

1. Therapy – my number one reason is because it allows me to voice my opinion and helps me relax. As I have gotten older I have become more opinionated and a blog allows me to share my opinion easily which helps me get things off my chest.
2. Community – bloggers are part of a community and it is cool to be part of what I think is a great community. The experts are very willing to help the newbies and without much trouble either. Everyone seems to get along and all love to help others.
3. Learning - another aspect for me is the ability to learn new things. Up until a couple years ago I couldn’t have told you what WordPress was. I had no idea what PHP was. Movable Type, no clue. Well I know what they are now and while I am no expert on them I can get around in them pretty well.
4. Adventure – blogging is a big adventure. You never know what each day is going to bring you yet bloggers continue to do their thing with the hope that things continue to go well. Not knowing what will come next is part of the fun.
5. Sharing – this kind of goes back to the community but I love to share things with others. Not all readers are other bloggers so being a blogger allows me to share thoughts, stories, anecdotes, and jokes with others with relative ease. My blog is still a work in progress and with grand plans for the future I just want to continue to share when I can.
6. Monetary – being a regular reader of ProBlogger.net, I believe many of us get into blogging because we hear the stories of how others have gotten into it and made a steady income. Who wouldn’t want to be a blogger making a six figure income and being able to work from home. I am hoping I can soon focus more on consistency and finding a niche, which is very important.
7. Anyone- as long as you have the ability to get on a computer, you too can be a blogger. I remember back to when I first came across Blogger and didn’t understand why it was such a big deal. You share stories, thoughts, ideas? Why would people want to read those? Well I now know why it is a big deal. Anyone can do it and I did.
8. Writer – while I can’t say I was the best writer in school I have learned through blogging what my biggest problem was. I never went back and proofread anything I wrote. I am not Hemingway or Homer, by any means, but I know I have improved as a writer just because I try to proof what I write. I enjoy being able to do something I struggled with in the past.
9. Anytime – as a blogger you make your own schedule. You blog when you want to blog. You can choose how often you want to blog. You can do it 5 times a day, once a day, once a week or even less which I sometimes do. While I know I need to be more consistent I hope to improve on that soon. I am having focus problems and hope to have those resolved soon.

While I was creating my list I like the idea of doing nine and leaving a 10th for others to post about. I don’t have many regular readers so I am not expecting any comments but thought I would leave it open just in case. If you are a blogger, what is your number one reason you love to blog? If you aren’t a blogger, which of the items I listed above caught your eye? My guess is that people don’t realize that money can be made if you do things right. Regardless of your choice, please share your thoughts.

• Kurt Warner

  There are actually a couple reasons I like Kurt Warner. For one, he is a class act. Warner is the type of guy everyone can feel comfortable rooting for. He lives his life right and does everything right. His story of going from college to Green Bay, to a grocery store, to Arena League Football and then eventually to the NFL is a great one. If that wasn’t enough reason to root for Kurt Warner I have to add in the fact that he went to high school not far from where I live now. He is a hometown guy and you always have to root for them.

• Pat Tillman

  If you don’t know who Pat Tillman is where have you been? If you do know who he is you will know why I am including him in this story. He played with the Arizona Cardinals out of college and played until the end of the 2001 season. In May 2002 he turned down a contract extension of three years and $3.6 million and chose instead to enlist in the U.S. Army.
  After being part of the initial invasion of Iraq he was eventually sent to Afghanistan. He had graduated from Ranger School and was in Afghanistan when he was killed by friendly fire on April 22, 2004. While I am not saying that Pat Tillman would have still been with the Cardinals had he not joined the Army, he is another class act and someone that everyone should admire. He could have chosen money but he instead chose to walk away from it and fight for his country. There aren’t many people out there that would have ever considered it. For his patriotism I am rooting for the only NFL team he played for.

• Edgerrin James

  The last reason I want the Cardinals to win is because of Edgerrin James. While it was his choice to leave it was ironic to me that the year he left the Colts won the Super Bowl. This is the change for Edge to get his own ring. Edgerrin James has quietly had a very solid career. He currently sits with 12,121 yards rushing and has scored 80 touchdowns. He is definitely on the down side of his career so this is likely his last best chance to get the ring he missed out on. I hope things end well for Edgerrin and he gets his ring.

Ok, there you have it, the three reasons why I will be rooting for the Cardinals this Sunday. A win by Arizona almost insures Kurt Warner of a Hall of Fame bid when the time comes. It would also help get Edgerrin James in there. Pat Tillman won’t be in the Hall of Fame but he is also in a league of his own and is already in that Hall of Fame.

My prediction – Arizona 23, Pittsburgh 20

1. League 2nd Rated Defense -

   The Steelers saw the Steel Curtain in a big way in 2008. They were a tough defense that manhandled most teams they played. They gave up a league best 44 yards rushing per game and a 5th best 200 yard per game passing. They led the league with 51 sacks. With Kurt Warner on the other side of the ball, Pittsburgh obviously has what it takes to stop him. If they are able to get to him and distract him consistently the Steelers could walk away with Super Bowl XLIII.

2. Ben Roethlisberger -

   Ben has been there before and he is better than he was the first time he led the Steelers to the Super Bowl. Ben Roethlisberger is one of those special QB’s and he is one big reason the Steelers are again in the big game. He didn’t have a fantastic season but he was good enough to keep the Steelers in the game. Having won it all his first season in the league you would expect him to be ready for anything this time around. With the tough defense backing him up he just needs to limit his mistakes and they can win it all.

3. Willie Parker -

   Willie Parker also didn’t have an outstanding season but he can cause problems for the Cardinals if they are unable to contain him. If he is able to run as he pleases that will open the field up for Ben and that will make things tough on Arizona. Willie Parker is a big guy and he isn’t easy to bring down. Arizona better figure it out quick. I don’t see Pittsburgh giving up many points so Arizona needs to play good defense as well and it starts with Parker.

Pittsburgh has a very good well-balanced team and they will be tough to beat. The three reasons I listed above are why they could easily win the Super Bowl. Come back tomorrow and I will tell you why I think Arizona will win the Super Bowl.

A few things hit me about this commercial. For one, to spend $3 million to air it during the Super Bowl is stupid, it just isn’t that good. Second, it does nothing to make me want to be a vegetarian. In fact, it probably does the opposite. Lastly, if vegetarians have better sex, why is she alone with her vegetables?

I got this video from a co-worker. Great video if you like to root for the underdog.

And that’s when the fight started…..

My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, ‘What’s on TV?’

I said, ‘Dust.’

And then the fight started…

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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, ‘I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.’

I bought her a scale.

And then the fight started…
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When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive… so, I took her to a gas station.

And then the fight started…
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept on staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.

My wife asked, ‘Do you know her?’

‘Yes,’ I sighed, ‘She’s my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn’t been sober since.’

‘My God!’ says my wife, ‘who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?’

And then the fight started…
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I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.

“I’ll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.”

He said, “Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?”"

Nah, she can order for herself.”

And then the fight started…

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A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband,
‘I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.
I really need you to pay me a compliment.’

The husband replies, ‘Your eyesight’s damn near perfect.’

And then the fight started…..

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I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95.

Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95.

I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.

And then the fight started….

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My wife asked me if a certain dress made her butt look big. I told her not as much as the dress she wore yesterday

And that’s when the fight started….

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A man and a woman were asleep like two innocent babies.

Suddenly, at 3 o’clock in the morning, a loud noise came from outside.

The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled at the man ‘Holy crap. That must be my husband!’

So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped out the window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran through a thorn bush and to his car as fast as he could go.

A few minutes later he returned and went up to the bedroom and screamed at the woman, ‘I AM your husband!’
And that’s when the fight started….

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I asked my wife, “Where do you want to go for our anniversary? ”

It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. “Somewhere I haven’t been in a long time!” she said.

So I suggested, “How about the kitchen?”

And that’s when the fight started….

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My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?”

“No,” she answered.

I then said, “Is that your final answer?”

She didn’t even look at me this time, simply saying “Yes.”

So I said, “Then I’d like to phone a friend.”

And that’s when the fight started….

The Taser

Just try reading this without laughing till you cry!!!

Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased
his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this:

Last weekend I saw something at Larry’s Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked
my interest.. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking
for a little something extra for my wife Julie.

What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The
effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term
adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat
to safety….??

WAY TOO COOL!

Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two
AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button.

Nothing! I was disappointed.

I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a
metal surface at the same time; I’d get the blue arc of electricity
darting back and forth between the prongs.

AWESOME!!!

Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on
the face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it
couldn’t be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right?

There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I
really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.

I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second)
and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat.

But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself
against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as
advertised.
Am I wrong?

So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading
glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one
hand, and taser in another.

The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient
your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms
and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would
purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of
water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the
batteries.

All the while I’m looking at this little device measuring about 5″
long,
less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with
two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, ‘no possible
way!’

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I’ll do my best…?

I’m sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one
side as to say, ‘don’t do it dipshit,’ reasoning that a one second
burst
from such a tiny little ole thing couldn’t hurt all that bad.

I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I
touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . ..HOLY
MOTHER OF GOD . . . WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . .. . WHAT THE HELL!!!

I’m pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me
up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and
over and over again.

I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears
in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to
be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest
position,and tingling in my legs?

The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to
a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to
avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.

Note: If you ever feel compelled to ‘mug’ yourself with a taser, one
note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you
zap yourself!

You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand
by a violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst would be
considered conservative?

SON-OF-A-BITCH, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!!

A minute or so later (I can’t be sure, as time was a relative thing at
that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and
surveyed the landscape.

My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The
recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally
was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching.

My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip
weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.

Apparently I shit myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense
of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I
believe came from my hair.

I’m still looking for my nuts and I’m offering a significant reward for
their safe return!!

P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!

‘If you think Education is difficult, try being stupid.’

It was a top item on Digg today and I found it entertaining. It just reminded me that while wrestling is fake, there are moments that make you go hmmmm.

• Don’t buy a putter until you’ve had a chance to throw it.
• Never try to keep more than 300 separate thoughts in your mind during your swing.
• When your shot has to carry over a water hazard, you can either hit one more club or two more balls.
• If you’re afraid a full shot might reach the green while the foursome ahead of you is still putting out, you have two options: you can immediately shank a lay-up or you can wait until the green is clear and top a ball halfway there..
• The less skilled the player, the more likely he is to share his ideas about the golf swing.
• No matter how bad you are playing, it is always possible to play worse.
• The inevitable result of any golf lesson is the instant elimination of the one critical unconscious motion that allowed you to compensate for all of your many other errors
• Everyone replaces his divot after a perfect approach shot.
• A golf match is a test of your skill against your opponents’ luck.
• It is surprisingly easy to hole a fifty foot putt … For a 10 on that hole.
• Counting on your opponent to inform you when he breaks a rule is like expecting him to make fun of his own haircut.
• Nonchalant putts count the same as chalant putts
• It’s not a gimme if you’re still away.
• The shortest distance between any two points on a golf course is a straight line that passes directly through the center of a very large tree.
• You can hit a two acre fairway 10% of the time and a two inch branch 90% of the time.
• If you really want to get better at golf, go back and take it up at a much earlier age.
• Since bad shots come in groups of three, a fourth bad shot is actually the beginning of the next group of three.
• When you look up, causing an awful shot, you will always look down again at exactly the moment when you ought to start watching the ball if you ever want to see it again.
• Every time a golfer makes a birdie, he must subsequently make two triple bogeys to restore the fundamental equilibrium of the universe.
• If you want to hit a 7 iron as far as Tiger Woods does, simply try to lay up just short of a water hazard.
• To calculate the speed of a player’s downswing, multiply the speed of his back-swing by his handicap; i.e., back-swing 20 mph, handicap 15, downswing = 300 mph.
• One of my personal favorites:
• There are two things you can learn by stopping your back-swing at the top and checking the position of your hands: how many hands you have, and which one is wearing the glove.
• Hazards attract; fairways repel.
• A ball you can see in the rough from 50 yards away is not yours.
• If there is a ball on the fringe and a ball in the bunker, your ball is in the bunker. If both balls are in the bunker, yours is in the footprint
• It’s easier to get up at 6:00 AM to play golf than at 10:00 to mow the yard
• A good drive on the 18th hole has stopped many a golfer from giving up the game.
• Golf is the perfect thing to do on Sunday because you always end up having to pray a lot.
• A good golf partner is one who’s always slightly worse than you are….that’s why I get so many calls to play with friends.
• If there’s a storm rolling in, you’ll be having the game of your life.
• Golf balls are like eggs. They’re white. They’re sold by the dozen. And you need to buy fresh ones each week.
• It’s amazing how a golfer who never helps out around the house will replace his divots, repair his ball marks, and rake his sand traps.
• If your opponent has trouble remembering whether he shot a six or a seven, he probably shot an eight (or worse).

It takes longer to learn to be a good golfer than it does to become a brain surgeon. On the other hand, you don’t get to ride around on a cart, drink beer, eat hot dogs and fart if you are performing Brain Surgery !!!!