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Harrison Ford has starred in some of the best movies of the last thirty years, but we movie buffs will always remember him as Han Solo and Indiana Jones. That is why it was kind of sad when I went to the movies and watched Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull. It was also a great movie, and the plot moved forward from Indiana Jones always battling the Nazi's to finding a new foe with the Soviets during the Cold War. It was refreshing to see him square off in a new adventure with a new foe. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, father time catches up to all of us. I was a bit skeptical when I first heard Shia LaBeouf was to play his son and potentially take up the lead for the franchise. I have to admit that I'm not a big fan of the Transformer movies, which is why I was I skeptical. However, after seeing that movie when it came out I was very much surprised that the torch had been passed so effectively. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think LaBeouf will do an excellent job with the franshise if the powers that be in Hollywood decide to make a few more Jones movies. So the big question is...when and if they will make another? Is it already being developed? I sure hope so!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/m4EcQhGKtiQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3547768838233265446/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-next-indiana-jones-movie.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/3547768838233265446?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/3547768838233265446?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/m4EcQhGKtiQ/the-next-indiana-jones-movie.html" title="The Next Indiana Jones Movie" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-next-indiana-jones-movie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MHQnw5cSp7ImA9WhBXFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-5656324812165922614</id><published>2013-03-28T18:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-28T18:23:53.229-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-28T18:23:53.229-04:00</app:edited><title>Remember the 80's? </title><content type="html">I thought I'd take a few moments and share the introduction to the book, The Ultimate 80's. It's available on all e-reader formats. I have included the links for it at Amazon and Barnes &amp;amp; Noble at the bottom of this post. You'll like the book. Not only does it bring back a ton of good memories, but it's funny, too! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, the 1980’s. Just getting a chance to hang out with friends brings back so many thoughts of that amazing decade. Growing up in the 80’s meant that we were a bit more innocent than we are now, we were the last generation of kids that would go out and play at night without the hassle of a cell phone and as long as we were home a few minutes after the street lamps came on then all was well in the world. In fact, the only people with a “cell” phone were the super rich like Gordon Gekko from the movie Wall Street, and the only people with beepers were drug dealers! How about that for being in the technological stone age!&lt;/div&gt;
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If you’ve bought this book (and obviously you have), I bet one of the first things that went through your mind when you found this book was that goofy email that goes around from time to time and on Face Book called “Children of the 80’s.” Well, there were actually a few versions of that email going around, but here is one version that probably looks familiar:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first "lost generation" nor today's lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak. We are the ones who played with Lego Building Blocks when they were just building blocks and gave Malibu Barbie crewcuts with safety scissors that never really cut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;We collected Garbage Pail Kids and Cabbage Patch Kids and My Little Ponies and Hot Wheels and He-Man action figures and thought She-Ra looked just a little bit like I would when I was a woman. Big Wheels and bicycles with streamers were the way to go, and sidewalk chalk was all you needed to build a city. Imagination was the key. It made the Ewok Treehouse big enough for you to be Luke and the kitchen table and an old sheet dark enough to be a tent in the forest. Your world was the backyard and it was all you needed. With your pink portable tape player, Debbie Gibson sang back up to you and everyone wanted a skirt like the Material Girl and a glove like Michael Jackson's.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today, we are the ones who sing along with Bruce Stringsteen and The Bangles perfectly and have no idea why. We recite lines with the Ghostbusters and still look to The Goonies for a great adventure. We flip through T.V. stations and stop at The A Team and Knight Rider and Fame and laugh with The Cosby Show and Family Ties and Punky Brewster and what you talkin' 'bout Willis? We hold strong affections for The Muppets and The Gummy Bears and why did they take the Smurfs off the air? After school specials were only about cigarettes and step-families, the Polka Dot Door was nothing like Barney, and aren't the Power Rangers just Voltron reincarnated?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are the ones who still read Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, the Bobbsey Twins, Beverly Clearly and Judy Blume, Richard Scary and the Electric Company. Friendship bracelets were ties you couldn't break and friendship pins went on shoes - preferably hightop Velcro Reeboks - and pegged jeans were in, as were Units belts and layered socks and jean jackets and jams and charm necklaces and side pony tails and just tails. Rave was a girl's best friend; braces with colored rubberbands made you cool.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;The backdoor was always open and Mom served only red Kool-Aid to the neighborhood kids- we never drank New Coke. Entertainment was cheap and lasted for hours. All you needed to be a princess was high heels and an apron; the Sit'n'Spin always made you dizzy but never made you stop; Pogoballs were dangerous weapons and Chinese Jump Ropes never failed to trip someone. In your Underoos you were Wonder Woman or Spider Man or R2D2 and in your treehouse you were king.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the Eighties, nothing was wrong. Did you know the president was shot? Star Wars was not only a movie. Did you ever play in a bomb shelter? Did you see the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/dynamic/challenger.shtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Challenger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Shuttle explode or feed the homeless man? We forgot Vietnam and watched Tiananman's Square on CNN and bought pieces of the Berlin Wall at the store. AIDS was not the number one killer in the United States. We didn't start the fire, Billy Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.
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&lt;i&gt;In the Eighties, we redefined the American Dream, and those years defined us. We are the generation in between strife and facing strife and not turning our backs. The Eighties may have made us idealistic, but it's that idealism that will push us and be passed on to our children - the first children of the twenty-first century. Never forget: We are the children of the Eighties.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;Yes, America! We are the children of the 80’s. So who are we? That can be summed up by a simple essay. If you are truly a child of the 80’s, you won’t need me to tell you what movie this comes from. You’ll know from reading the first line.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Dear Mr. Vernon: &lt;br /&gt;
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We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But, we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But, what we found out is that each one of us is: a brain . . .&lt;br /&gt;
And an athlete…&lt;br /&gt;
And a basket case…&lt;br /&gt;
A princess…&lt;br /&gt;
And a criminal…&lt;br /&gt;
Does that answer your question?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;
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The Breakfast Club”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;dir&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the 1980’s all over again. Let’s have some fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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(This concludes the shortest blog post on the web.)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/Jx6KkZppGgU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6929586536772128804/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/03/you-might-be-redneck.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6929586536772128804?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6929586536772128804?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/Jx6KkZppGgU/you-might-be-redneck.html" title="You Might Be a Redneck..." /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/03/you-might-be-redneck.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAFRX49fyp7ImA9WhBSFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-8103149145923714393</id><published>2013-02-23T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-23T20:18:34.067-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-23T20:18:34.067-05:00</app:edited><title>The 80's Best Songs</title><content type="html">Do you know that feeling you get when you're driving down the road and one of your favorite songs comes on the radio, one from when you were in high school? Maybe it's a rockin' tune and your pulse races and you speed up a little bit when you hear "I Can't Drive 55" or "Panama" is playing. Or maybe it's one of those classics like "When Doves Cry" by Prince and the Revolution or "Don't You Forget About Me," the classic theme song to The Breakfast Club movie. &lt;br /&gt;
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Whatever the song, nostalgia sets in. It does for me. Everytime I hear "Heat of the Moment" by Asia I crank the radio up loud and think back to those fun times. Hanging out with friends and "cruising" around town just to see who else was out and what our other freinds from school were doing for fun. Sometimes we'd end up at a friends' house playing Nintendo or watching a movie. Of course back then they were all on VHS. Yep, those old dinosaurs are long forgetten by now unless you were a part of the last batch of kids to see those. We would go back out and cruise around a while longer playing music from the cassettes put out by our favorite bands back then (Def Leppard, Motley Crue, Huey Lewis and the News, etc...) only to end up at someone's house to watch Saturday Night Live back when it was in it's prime. &lt;br /&gt;
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So as you think back to those times, your favorite songs, your best friends...take a walk with me through the 80's and smile. Check out my book about those times, our experiences, and all things fun about the 80's. Tell some friends about it, then get together over drinks and talk about some good times. The Ultimate 80's is available in all e-reader formats, but here is where you can check it out if you have an Amazon Kindle:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-Ultimate-80s-ebook/dp/B007Y6WZF6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1361666122&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;keywords=the+ultimate+80%27s"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/The-Ultimate-80s-ebook/dp/B007Y6WZF6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1361666122&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;keywords=the+ultimate+80%27s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/eFRiEV4apYI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8103149145923714393/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-80s-best-songs.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/8103149145923714393?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/8103149145923714393?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/eFRiEV4apYI/the-80s-best-songs.html" title="The 80's Best Songs" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYqwdi7II8E/USlqSlNZa0I/AAAAAAAAATg/zb9vUmJ3RnA/s72-c/Ultimate+80's+cover.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-80s-best-songs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CQ30zeyp7ImA9WhBTF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-6111889369086659537</id><published>2013-02-13T16:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2013-02-13T16:27:42.383-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-13T16:27:42.383-05:00</app:edited><title>The Americans!</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; 
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nq0RbXvnh3I/URwEsjwwaYI/AAAAAAAAATE/HZfl-bC2vsM/s1600/The-Americans-FX-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nq0RbXvnh3I/URwEsjwwaYI/AAAAAAAAATE/HZfl-bC2vsM/s320/The-Americans-FX-Poster.jpg" uea="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Americans&lt;/strong&gt;, the newest show on FX, is a breath of fresh air for viewers who are tired of and turned off by the endless and mindless number of reality TV shows. Finally a show that highlights mystery and intrigue on a weekly basis. If you haven’t been following the show so far I suggest you set your DVR Wednesday nights and enjoy this roller coaster of international espionage.&lt;/div&gt;
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This show is set in the early 1980’s and features a married couple with two young kids. By day they seem like just another ordinary American family living in the suburbs of D.C. However, they were trained in Russia to be spies in America, to blend in with the culture, to raise children like every other family, and to conduct deadly high level espionage when instructed by their bosses from Moscow. In the second episode their task was to plant a bug inside the home of the Secretary of Defense. &lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;So what’s next and where will their loyalties ultimately lie as they are torn between the commitment to their homeland and their two kids and life in America. Give this show a chance and you’ll likely not be disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/MGUns_rIgo0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6111889369086659537/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-americans.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6111889369086659537?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6111889369086659537?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/MGUns_rIgo0/the-americans.html" title="The Americans!" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nq0RbXvnh3I/URwEsjwwaYI/AAAAAAAAATE/HZfl-bC2vsM/s72-c/The-Americans-FX-Poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-americans.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGRXk7eyp7ImA9WhNVE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-2019423887013636194</id><published>2012-12-22T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-23T21:17:04.703-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-23T21:17:04.703-05:00</app:edited><title>It's the Little Things</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Just a few random thoughts during this holiday. With Christmas just a few days away I am always mindful this time of year that it is the little things that count in life. It’s not about gifts and decorations, it’s about the moments that you share with others. A laugh, a smile, an encouraging or complimentary word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long year for a lot of people. The economy still sucks. In my region the main economic driver is the energy sector and thousands of families are out of work during this holiday season. Recently the school shooting in Newtown, CT reminded us that there is evil in this world and that life is precious and sometimes cut way too short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a package in the mail yesterday that emphasizes this point. I opened the box with a kid-like excitement and smiled and laughed at every trinket in the box, things for ages 3 and up. Oh, and some really great hot chocolate powder that I refuse to share with anyone! But I was reminded again that it is the little things that count. There could have been a $500 gift inside of that box. But nothing compared to the fact that someone thought about me and gave me some gifts to keep me chuckling. Just being thought about was priceless. I called to say thanks for the gifts and probably spent over a half hour laughing over the phone. A great conversation is a gift that lasts forever because it is in your memories going forward. Something as goofy as a socket monkey night light brought a lot of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember this holiday how it’s the little things that matter. My older sister is going through chemotherapy for breast cancer right now. Spending some time with her goofing off is priceless. Sharing some laughs and some funny gifts with someone special is priceless. Remember those things that money can’t buy and that’s where you’ll find the best gifts of all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/AJyjiSYi-JE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2019423887013636194/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/its-little-things.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/2019423887013636194?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/2019423887013636194?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/AJyjiSYi-JE/its-little-things.html" title="It's the Little Things" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/its-little-things.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEACQnYzfCp7ImA9WhNVEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-8913826745802512185</id><published>2012-12-20T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-20T20:19:23.884-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-20T20:19:23.884-05:00</app:edited><title>Top 10 One Hit Wonders of the 80's</title><content type="html">When I think back on growing up in the 80's I remember mostly how dynamic and fun the culture was. It was a time of excess on all levels. "Excess" is a word I use a lot in my book The Ultimate 80's (available for all eBook formats at online retailers). Excess in fashion, excess in movies and television, and mostly in music. The 80's kicked off with the new wave phenomenon and the rise of MTV and its impact on the culture at large, and on the politics of the day. &lt;br /&gt;
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I cover a lot of fun topics in my eBook, including a ton of personal top ten lists in the world of fashion, music, television, and movies. You'll find a lot of interesting trivia in the book. But one topic I didn't cover in much detail was the one hit wonders of the 80's. There were a lot of them! So I thought I'd toss in my personal top 10 one hit wonders of the 80's. Got a few of your own favorites, feel free to share them. &lt;/div&gt;
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10. Eddie Grant - "Electric Avenue"&lt;br /&gt;
9.&amp;nbsp; Nena - "99 Luft Balloons"&lt;br /&gt;
8.&amp;nbsp; John Parr - "St. Elmo's Fire (Man In Motion)"&lt;br /&gt;
7.&amp;nbsp; T'Pau - "Heart and Soul"&lt;br /&gt;
6.&amp;nbsp; The Outfield - "Your Love"&lt;br /&gt;
5.&amp;nbsp; Rockwell - "Somebody's Watching Me"&lt;br /&gt;
4.&amp;nbsp; Gary Numan - "Cars"&lt;br /&gt;
3.&amp;nbsp; Modern English - "I Melt With You"&lt;br /&gt;
2.&amp;nbsp; Big Country - "In A Big Country"&lt;br /&gt;
1.&amp;nbsp; Flock of Seagulls - "I Ran"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/0YFo-XDFOaE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8913826745802512185/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/top-10-one-hit-wonders-of-80s.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/8913826745802512185?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/8913826745802512185?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/0YFo-XDFOaE/top-10-one-hit-wonders-of-80s.html" title="Top 10 One Hit Wonders of the 80's" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc4w56J90U4/UNO4woI91GI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YhhGzICqPmo/s72-c/I_Ran_-_A_Flock_of_Seagulls.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/top-10-one-hit-wonders-of-80s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMFQHk5fip7ImA9WhNWFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-6864725450381074461</id><published>2012-12-15T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-15T22:10:11.726-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-15T22:10:11.726-05:00</app:edited><title>NOOK and Kindle!</title><content type="html">Since I am in the process of writing a new novel, I thought I'd take a moment to share with you the link for my author page on Barnes &amp;amp; Noble's website. (At the bottom of this blog). &lt;br /&gt;
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So far I have 7 books available online for eReaders. Four are in a horror series (Legends and Landmarks), two are short story compilations. Those short stories are kind of like horror meets the Twilight Zone. The other book I have is a humorous nostalgia book about the 80's. &lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I have a short story available for free that is titled Game, Set, Match. I wanted to make something free for readers so those who haven't read my work can get a fun sample before spending your hard earned money. Everything is under $10, no need to charge high prices for something that has no overhead or uses physical materials like paper and ink. &lt;br /&gt;
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My books are available in all eReader formats. Thanks to those who have bought my work. If you haven't, take some time to at least get the free download and see if you like it. eBooks make a great Christmas gift! I appreciate all of my readers, and thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;
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According to a Yahoo news article, the consumption of beer can help fight off the common cold. It seems like a chemical compound found in the hops provides the human body with the ability to fight the virus behind the common cold. The study was conducted by a Japanese beer company, but I’ll still consider this bit of news the gospel until told otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;
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Did you know that studies have also shown that beer consumption can also help with bone density and reducing the risks of heart disease and Alzheimer’s? It’s true. So next time you decide that having a few beers with your pals is a good idea and your wife wants to complain about it, just tell her that you’re drinking for your health so you two will have many more years together. &lt;br /&gt;
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Who was it that said beer is proof that god loves us? Well, whoever said it was a wise man. Enjoy some famous quotes about beer and drink up! For your health!&lt;br /&gt;
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"I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety."&lt;br /&gt;-Shakespeare, ‘King Henry V.’&lt;br /&gt;
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"Who cares how time advances? I am drinking ale today."&lt;br /&gt;- Edgar Allan Poe&lt;br /&gt;
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"Always remember that I have taken more out of alcohol than alcohol has taken out of me"&lt;br /&gt;- Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;
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"I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts, and beer."&lt;br /&gt;-Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;
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"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence?"&lt;br /&gt;–Stephen Wright&lt;br /&gt;
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"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."&lt;br /&gt;-by Jack Handy&lt;br /&gt;
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"Beer, the cause of, and solution to all of life’s problems."&lt;br /&gt;- Homer Simpson&lt;br /&gt;
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"You can’t be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline – it helps if you have some kind of football team, or some nuclear weapons but at the very least you need a beer."&lt;br /&gt;- Frank Zappa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/VIHl4NxHZIg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3096532547849341118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/hooray-beer.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/3096532547849341118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/3096532547849341118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/VIHl4NxHZIg/hooray-beer.html" title="Hooray Beer!" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZCKXuA1lRM/UMi_PnHNREI/AAAAAAAAAPI/3SvxuGR_QMU/s72-c/Ice-Cold-Beer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/hooray-beer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEESXg4fSp7ImA9WhNWEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-4670924997797588884</id><published>2012-12-08T18:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-08T18:00:08.635-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-08T18:00:08.635-05:00</app:edited><title>Costas, Keep It To Yourself. Please!</title><content type="html">Last weekend while American sports fans were attempting to enjoy a good football game, Bob Costas had to take the opportunity to spew his unwanted political opinions to a large viewing audience. Since I don't "do" politics on this blog, I'll take the time to let you know about one of my pet peeves. DON'T MIX POLITICS WITH MY SPORTS. Just as I hate it when actors and musicians tell me how to vote, I can't stand it when my sports viewing has to be mired in controversy.&lt;br /&gt;
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We all have our political opinions and I certainly have mine. I voted in the last election. One thing we have all learned from the past year is that this nation is shaprly divided, and bitterly so. All you have to do is log into your Facebook account and read the comments leading up to the election to see just how divided we are as a nation. Hell, we're nearing $20 trillion in debt and are bankrupt for all intents and purposes. You have the far left and the far right, and the irate middle on the verge of exploding in this country.&lt;br /&gt;
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Given this environment, last year the night game had none other than Kieth Olberman as one of the hosts. That guy, an extreme left winger, used his own television show to literally call half of American voters "idiots" for voting for John McCain in the 2008 election. I don't want to watch a football game hosted by a guy that is that insulting and partisan. NBC eventually took him off the show.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, Costas (who is a great football analyst) abused his time during the show to share his views on gun control--that being that none of us should be allowed to have guns. This was in reference to the terrible tragedy that happened in Kansas City when one of their players (that I won't name) shot and killed his girlfriend and then killed himself. &lt;br /&gt;
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Costas didn't discuss the crime of murder. Instead, he blamed handguns for what happened. We've all heard the handgun debate a million times. But he should realize his audience is full of sportsmen...sports of all kinds including hunting. Costas doesn't have to worry about having a gun for his own protection. He is flanked by bodyguards that carry guns for him. I guess gun ownership is evil for all of the legal gun owners out there, but&amp;nbsp;okay for his purposes. &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want any political opinion shoved in my face while I'm watching football. But if you have to go left wing on us with this issue again, Bob...have enough balls to invite someone with a different opinion to at least have a fair debate. Thanks for being an asshole, Bob. Next time invite Ted Nugent when you want to share your opinion about the gun debate. If you have to ruin our halftime football analysis with politics at least try and be fair. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/bzg-lA8CCWU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4670924997797588884/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/costas-keep-it-to-yourself-please.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4670924997797588884?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4670924997797588884?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/bzg-lA8CCWU/costas-keep-it-to-yourself-please.html" title="Costas, Keep It To Yourself. Please!" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/costas-keep-it-to-yourself-please.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYAQH8yeyp7ImA9WhNWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-2598430739094200343</id><published>2012-12-08T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-12T16:02:21.193-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-12T16:02:21.193-05:00</app:edited><title>Who F*****g Cares</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Over the past couple of years I’ve began to change my views on the whole cultural phenomena of “social media.” What the hell is social media, anyway? It is nothing more than a way to keep up with your friends and family without having to really have any social interaction at all. That makes it kind of an oxymoron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like millions of people, I also have a Facebook account. But it seems like more and more people share way too much of their personal stuff online. Hell, a significant number of people on my “friends” list even pray on Facebook. Why? Shouldn’t that be between you and your god? One would think so, unless other motives exist such as making themselves look more righteous than their own conscience will allow. I guess that is only one possibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, people share way too much personal stuff Facebook, especially during this past election. Thanks to the need to sporadically rant behind a keyboard on Facebook where seldom does an intelligent conversation happen, I was able to see just how many of my “friends” are completely uninformed and how many actually believe the propaganda shoved down the throats of the people in this country. A lot of people drink the KoolAid and are completely rude and belligerent when they insist on sharing their thoughts. So at least I know which people are dumb asses and which ones are assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing people do way to much is tell the whole world what they are eating and where they are at. Don’t care what you had for lunch or breakfast. You know who does care about posts like that? The guy who would like to rob you. I have a soon to be ex family member that is the worst for that. Actually, my former neighbor is just as bad…posting where you are having dinner with your family. Good to know that you just ordered a steak at Logan’s that will take a half hour to get to your table. Take you guys another hour to eat and hang out. Then another hour to drive back home. Nice, I have a two and a half hour window to rob your house while you’re gone. Seriously, telling the world your every move is not only annoying, but can also bite you in the ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the point in sitting down to have dinner with friends or family, anyway. Hell, all you’re doing is taking pictures and texting and updating Facebook the whole damn time. Why bother going out. Just sit at the desk and pretend you have real friends. If I went out with a group that stared at their phones the entire time I would make it a point not to go back out. We could just text how good the steak is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re addicted to Facebook and constantly telling people what you are doing, you need to know that it’s okay to have some real friends. Posting what you had for breakfast. Really? Don't be that person. But I know at least ten that are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/p7QJv1o5js0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2598430739094200343/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/who-fg-cares.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/2598430739094200343?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/2598430739094200343?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/p7QJv1o5js0/who-fg-cares.html" title="Who F*****g Cares" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/12/who-fg-cares.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEDSHo6fyp7ImA9WhNRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-383231131779195760</id><published>2012-11-11T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-11T09:21:19.417-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-11T09:21:19.417-05:00</app:edited><title>Top 10 Power Ballads of the 80's</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; 
The power ballad was a staple among 80’s hard rock and hair metal bands. Once Motley Crue released Home Sweet Home from their Theatre of Pain album, it was pretty much expected from then on that every hard rock and hair metal band had to include at least one song and video of their own power ballad. It’s a good thing those became popular because it was those songs that brought out most of the girls to the concerts. Personally speaking, it was nice to have some eye candy at every hard rock show I went to during those years. &lt;br /&gt;
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I’m a big fan of Top 10 lists, so here is my own personal Top 10 of power ballads during the 80’s. This list is only for hard rock and hair metal bands. I don’t care how good Survivor was during the 80’s, they don’t make the list because they weren’t hard rock or hair metal. So here’s the list (always subject to change depending on my mood).&lt;br /&gt;
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9. White Lion---When the Children Cry&lt;br /&gt;
8. Tesla---Love Song&lt;br /&gt;
7. Kix---Don’t Close Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;
6. KISS---Reason To Live&lt;br /&gt;
5. L.A. Guns---The Ballad of Jayne&lt;br /&gt;
4. Faster Pussycat---House of Pain&lt;br /&gt;
3. Aerosmith---Angel&lt;br /&gt;
2. Cinderella---Nobody’s Fool&lt;br /&gt;
1. Motley Crue---Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;
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Way too many honorable mentions for this list, but Lita Ford’s “Close My Eyes Forever” would be on there. So would Queen’s “Who Wants To Live Forever.” I think the only band that never did a power ballad was AC/DC. Could “Whole Lot of Rosie” be considered a love song? Hehe, don’t think so. “The Price” by Twisted Sister suddenly comes to mind. That was a great song. W.A.S.P.'s "Forever Free" was another great song that was very underrated. &lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, no one could ever forget Poison’s “Every Rose Has It’s Thorn,” or the ballads by Guns N Roses, Warrant and Whitesnake. What a fun decade. &lt;br /&gt;
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All of these bands and more are highlighted in my eBook, The Ultimate 80’s. You can find it for your Kindle, NOOK, and all other eReader devices. Hope you take some time to check it out. And tell your friends to check it out, too. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;The Ultimate 80’s by John Schweingrouber&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/l_AKdPPfULE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/383231131779195760/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/11/top-10-power-ballads-of-80s.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/383231131779195760?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/383231131779195760?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/l_AKdPPfULE/top-10-power-ballads-of-80s.html" title="Top 10 Power Ballads of the 80's" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8peDe0VngM/UJ-zyJJj4DI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pJFOIN9OVBI/s72-c/power_ballads.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/11/top-10-power-ballads-of-80s.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQFRX08eCp7ImA9WhNTFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-106674616690248751</id><published>2012-10-18T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-18T17:55:14.370-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-18T17:55:14.370-04:00</app:edited><title>Boobs and a New Web Page</title><content type="html">It's been a while since my last post, so allow me a moment to explain the title of this post. As you know, it is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Well, usually this month comes and goes and I never really think much about it with the exception of my cousin Amanda that our family lost to breast cancer a few years ago at a very young age...her mid 20's. We look around and see pink ribbons everywhere and are asked to donate a dollar for research when we go through grocery store lines or drive through windows. You may even know someone who has breast cancer or had it in the past and beat it. &lt;br /&gt;
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This year as I am working to get over my own injury and reconstructive surgery on my arm our family found out that my big sister was diagnosed with breast cancer. It hit home especially hard this year and made me think about how important it is to support research and the various treatments. Fortunately my sister caught it early and will be just fine. But I have to admit that it is heartbreaking to see the tired look in her eyes after radiation treatments twice a day for five straight days as she walks out of the hospital. Of course she's a tougher person than I could be going through that. I whined about my arm. I can't even imagine how I would react if a doctor even mentioned the word "cancer" to me. But she holds her head high and acts as if she has plenty of energy for work, the daily dramas of life, and for her two kids that keep her busy. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now she is starting her chemotherapy treatments and I'm sure she'll feel exhausted and sick more and more as time goes on. And I'm sure she'll try as best she can to show she's tougher than any of us really are for the sake of her own peace of mind and for her kids. But that doesn't surprise me, that's just her nature. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you know someone going through this terrible disease, take an extra buck or two and donate to a cancer charity of your choice. But even more important than that, take a few minutes of your time to wrap your arms around that person and tell them what they mean to you. Give them a hug and tell them you're proud of them. Kind words go a long way to helping someone keep their chin up when they need it the most. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sis, if you're reading this I want you to know how proud I am of you. I'm glad we can be goofy siblings and great friends at the same time. You're doing great and I know you'll keep it up. Your little brother loves you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, for a little new news on the writing front. I am currently working on my next horror novel and also on a comedy screenplay with a fellow writer by the name of James Hibbitts. He has his first book out now called The Secrets of Graveyard Hill. Check it out when you get a chance. So, to spend a little extra time trying to promote my own self-published works I set up &lt;a href="http://www.grouber.com/"&gt;www.grouber.com&lt;/a&gt; to highlight my current work. Please take some time to check out the page and some of my books on your e-reader. The web page is new and I will be adding a lot more content in the coming days. So check it out and please share with your friends. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;
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It's kind of hard to explain to people what my colorblindness means in the scope of everyday life. I probably see things much the same way, just a shade or two different. But when it comes to nature, the green (which I don't see as everyone else does) seems just as bland to me as a dry winter day in many regards. &lt;/div&gt;
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So on this great Autumn day I had the chance to spend some time with friends and my sister, and spent some time talking to others that mean a lot to me. The only thing that would make it better would be to spend some time at the lake enjoying the beauty of nature with someone special. I hope you enjoy the season as much as I do.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/bW6CXtuszGE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/202516202491347990/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/09/ahhhh-autumn.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/202516202491347990?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/202516202491347990?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/bW6CXtuszGE/ahhhh-autumn.html" title="Ahhhh, Autumn!" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8fo0jEj4AY/UF4lu1RUm4I/AAAAAAAAANk/ED4fDSi1ATQ/s72-c/lake+2012.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/09/ahhhh-autumn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GQX05eCp7ImA9WhJWEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-6959705166180178337</id><published>2012-08-17T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-17T17:45:20.320-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-17T17:45:20.320-04:00</app:edited><title>Caruso-Cabrera vs. Energy Independence</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; 
So I’m sitting around on this overcast Friday pondering topics to blog about and a few ideas come to mind. I thought about going a bit in the gutter by comparing the babes of CNBC vs. those of Fox Business. Or maybe a top ten list of the hottest ladies on all news channels combined. Can anyone say Michelle Caruso Cabrera? Wowzer!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMXCxGSrFSE/UC66v4iAxZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/We6Dw0IzccE/s1600/oil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMXCxGSrFSE/UC66v4iAxZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/We6Dw0IzccE/s1600/oil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I settled on a topic that is a bit closer to home when it comes to our wallets. I’m watching CNBC and listening to an oil analyst at Oppenheimer discuss the risks in the Middle East that could impact the cost of oil. There is a possibility that the unrest in other parts of the region could spill over into Saudi Arabia, although slim. However, let’s consider the result if it did happen. Currently the U.S. gets just under 20% of its oil from Saudi Arabia, according to various web sources. If that country came to a standstill it would certainly throw a shock to the system. &lt;/div&gt;
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If Saudi oil production stopped then most analysts seem to agree that oil prices would double very quickly. If that happened then how would you, Joe Citizen, feel about another war in the Middle East involving American troops while those of us at home are paying $7 a gallon for gas? Let’s assume the perfect storm happened over there and Iran develops nuke’s and halts oil shipments out of the Strait of Hormuz. Israel and Iran would be on the brink of war, and that would also lead to American military action. How about $250-$300 per barrel of oil and $10-$12 per gallon of gas? This isn’t outside the realm of possibility.&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing that bothers me most about our energy situation is that we have so much energy here in America that we don’t need to spend a dime in that part of the world. It sucks that when we fill up our tanks some of that money goes back to that region and falls into the hands of governments that hate us. Some of that money falls in the hands of terrorist groups that are hell bent on killing you and me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZnQFSwgaO0/UC667OFR8QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/JPRsBsIeidY/s1600/natgas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZnQFSwgaO0/UC667OFR8QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/JPRsBsIeidY/s1600/natgas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It sickens me that since I was a kid every politician for high office has promised American energy independence. Every single one of them has lied to America. Their reward for lying and pushing our country to the verge of economic collapse…they continue to get paid for life even long after being booted from office. Isn’t it ironic how someone gets elected to congress as a middle class attorney, getting a salary for elected office of around $130,000 a year but miraculously are worth untold millions when they are defeated for re-election or retire? Corrupt bastards.&lt;/div&gt;
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With all the oil, coal, and natural gas we have we have no excuse to not achieve energy independence within two years. But, no political will. Hell, no one can even get a permit to drill for oil back in the Gulf regardless of their safety record and the current administration has shut down over 100 coal fired plants since coming into office. No wonder heating our homes in the winter is breaking the bank of the middle and lower income families.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, sure there are a handful of the newer elected congressmen that want the same thing. I thought my previous congressman who served nearly 30 years gave a crap about the issue, but turned his back on his district that is comprised of families relying on home grown energy. His votes during his last term put families out of work, put our country at risk, and then he moved back to D.C. after losing to take a job with a lobbying firm…or so I have read. &lt;/div&gt;
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Does anyone really think the current administration or the one that will come in in January do anything to actually make us energy independent? I certainly don’t.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe I should have blogged about Cabrera and the other CNBC babes. At least I would be in a better mood now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/_NMn9_nwYx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6959705166180178337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/caruso-cabrera-vs-energy-independence.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6959705166180178337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/6959705166180178337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/_NMn9_nwYx8/caruso-cabrera-vs-energy-independence.html" title="Caruso-Cabrera vs. Energy Independence" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMXCxGSrFSE/UC66v4iAxZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/We6Dw0IzccE/s72-c/oil.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/caruso-cabrera-vs-energy-independence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQ3k4cSp7ImA9WhJXGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-7249847110697190944</id><published>2012-08-08T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-13T14:40:42.739-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-13T14:40:42.739-04:00</app:edited><title>Joan Jett Is Still Bad Ass</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;53 year old Joan Marie Larkin, an 80’s rock icon, began her professional career as a founding member of the all-girl group The Runaways in 1975. It wasn’t until the 80’s that her career finally hit stride when she went solo. Larkin is known for classic hits and great live performances including hits such as Do You Wanna Touch, Bad Reputation, Crimson and Clover, Cherry Bomb and I Love Rock and Roll. She also did the title track for the 1987 movie Light of Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larkin is still rocking to this day and sounding better than ever. Of course, we all know her as Joan Jett. She turns 54 next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do a top 10 list of the coolest 80's Ladies. Jett would easily make that list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/3j1TKKHHgnc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7249847110697190944/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/joan-jett-is-still-bad-ass.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/7249847110697190944?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/7249847110697190944?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/3j1TKKHHgnc/joan-jett-is-still-bad-ass.html" title="Joan Jett Is Still Bad Ass" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyO3uCPJVio/UClKHBH9N7I/AAAAAAAAALw/W4PCIUZHHcg/s72-c/Joan-Jett-joan-jett-19250273-500-688.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/joan-jett-is-still-bad-ass.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYERnw4fip7ImA9WhJXEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-7634396541885521682</id><published>2012-08-04T18:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-04T18:08:27.236-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-04T18:08:27.236-04:00</app:edited><title>80's Hard Rock</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; 
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzI1DnkSTj8/UB2ci_QD-4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/f2YrLQZHSHU/s1600/bulletboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" eda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzI1DnkSTj8/UB2ci_QD-4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/f2YrLQZHSHU/s1600/bulletboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have had a couple of songs stuck in my head the past couple of days so I thought I’d admit my kinship with hard rock and heavy metal music. In my latest book, The Ultimate 80’s, I have an entire section dedicated to this genre of music during that decade. I still keep those CD’s handy for road trips and try to never miss an episode of That Metal Show on VH1 Classic.&lt;/div&gt;
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Growing up I used to go to concerts with my big sister as often as a rock band would tour in our tiny neck of the woods. Most concerts I saw in Johnson City, TN…a two hour drive from where I grew up. Despite the long drive I would seldom miss a hard rock show. &lt;/div&gt;
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One of my first concerts was David Lee Roth. He had just released the video for Stand Up from the Skyscraper album. Poison opened up for him and it was a heck of a fun show. Speaking of Poison, I saw them headline four or five times. They were a good live act and the shows were always fun. I remember seeing a lot of different bands opening for Poison in their heyday. Bands like Bulletboys, Danger Danger, Warrant, Slaughter, and Winger were among them.&lt;/div&gt;
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One of my favorite bands from that era was Cinderella. They had a mixture of some bluesy rock and roll tossed in with their hair metal and sounded great live. Their debut album Night Songs is still one of the best albums of that era. &lt;br /&gt;
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Another great live act was the Scorpions, absolutely loved their music. I saw them in Knoxville right about the time they released their classic hit Wind of Change. I have never heard a Scorpions song that I didn’t like. Great White and Trixter opened up on that tour. All great bands and all were great live. I was fortunate enough to see Great White a couple more times before MTV killed rock and roll.&lt;/div&gt;
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I remember seeing Van Halen supporting their album For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge. Van Halen is another one of those rare bands where every song is good, not one clunker on any of their albums. I still wish I could have seen a lot of other bands live, but when you are a kid you can’t afford them all. Unfortunately I missed AC/DC, Ratt, L.A. Guns, Guns N’ Roses, Kix, Metallica…and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;
A lot of these bands still put out great music today and I think we hard rock fans should still support them by bying their newest material…but only after you buy one of my books!!! Heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/Jct4pwcG-Lw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7634396541885521682/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/80s-hard-rock.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/7634396541885521682?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/7634396541885521682?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/Jct4pwcG-Lw/80s-hard-rock.html" title="80's Hard Rock" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JzI1DnkSTj8/UB2ci_QD-4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/f2YrLQZHSHU/s72-c/bulletboys.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/08/80s-hard-rock.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FSXs8fSp7ImA9WhJQGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-1885473508802748086</id><published>2012-07-31T08:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-02T19:58:38.575-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-02T19:58:38.575-04:00</app:edited><title>The Brat Pack, Jennifer Beals, and The Ultimate 80's</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYvCo4Ykpb0/UBfQbxfP4vI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9qiEEKR6Vt4/s1600/Ultimate+80's+cover.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" eda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OYvCo4Ykpb0/UBfQbxfP4vI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9qiEEKR6Vt4/s320/Ultimate+80's+cover.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would take the opportunity today to share a sample of my book, “The Ultimate 80’s” in a blog post. I absolutely had a great time writing this book! What a fun decade and I’m glad I grew up during that time. I think most young guys enjoyed it mostly because of Jennifer Beals. Have you seen her lately? Wow, she is still a mega babe and it was fun mentioning her in the book as being influential during the 80’s. &lt;/div&gt;
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The Brat Pack was also incredibly popular, as well. Below is a sample from the book, part of a section specific to them. &lt;/div&gt;
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I had to put a specific section in here to highlight this group of young actors that defined our decade on the big screen. The Brat Pack came together in movie after movie, often appearing together, to make our teen years in the 80’s pretty damn fun. If you are a true Child of the 80’s I bet you can name every member. If not, then here you go: Emilio Estevez, Anthony Michael Hall, Judd Nelson, Molly Ringwald, Ally Sheedy, Andrew McCarthy, Demi Moore, and Rob Lowe. There you go…that is probably the same list our favorite actors during that decade. &lt;/div&gt;
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It’s public knowledge that the group hated the nickname, but who cares. We loved it, and made them all rich by making most of their movies huge hits and the actors themselves A-lister’s. Most of us remember the Brat Pack mostly from the two iconic movies that defined a generation for us, The Breakfast Club and St. Elmo’s Fire. If you are a Child of the 80’s then you absolutely have to own these movies or you are likely a dirty commie. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;
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The term “Brat Pack” came about by a 1985 story appearing in New York magazine referring to the cast members of St. Elmo’s Fire. At the time they were all in their mid-twenties and most of them at the peak of their careers. &lt;/div&gt;
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It is likely that the Brat Pack films influenced the way teenagers in the 80’s viewed the world including on issues such as friendship, fashion, love, sex and music. Aside from a few of the music artists of the decade, they were probably the most influential group of pop icons on the young culture. &lt;/div&gt;
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Outside of St. Elmo’s Fire and the Breakfast Club, there is no official list of Brat Pack films. So let’s make this a first for all readers. This list of films will include films that have at least two members of the core Brat Pack listed above. There are many other actors that are considered “close contributors” to the core Brat Pack. There are some movies that have only one Brat Pack member and a close contributor. So let’s make sure to separate the two concepts here. &lt;/div&gt;
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Trivia: Many consider Red Dawn to be a Brat Pack movie despite the fact that it has no members of the core group, but stars a ton of close contributors to the group. No cigar! This is not a Brat Pack movie no matter how bad some critics want to claim it to be. &lt;/div&gt;
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Recently I have spent some time online trying to promote my two latest books, “The Ultimate 80’s” and the short story compilation “Dark Nights.” As you may know, I am an independent author. I do not have an agent or a publishing company with a marketing budget. Instead, to try to inform readers about my books I post bulletins on Facebook and other social media and hope others share the links with their friends. Obviously this is slow and time consuming process.&lt;br /&gt;
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So in this update to the Ritter Files I wanted to go back and revisit my first experience into becoming a writer and share with you how I developed my writing style and came up with the idea for the Legends and Landmarks horror series. Writing those four books was a huge learning experience with a lot of ups and downs. Despite the obstacles this project was incredibly rewarding personally and I’m proud of the journey it provided into becoming a writer as well as telling a great story.&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2000 I moved to Cincinnati for a job with a nationally known brokerage firm, but mostly because I’m a Reds fan. Before moving I had about four months between jobs. Idle time is absolutely maddening to me. At the time I had considered the idea of writing a book hopefully sometime before I die. So I figured that while sitting around waiting to hear back from potential employers why not start writing a book now. Hell, we only live once, so I sat down on front of my old bulky computer and began to write about a pretty spooky story that had been bouncing around in my head. Unfortunately that story went nowhere. After 20 or 30 pages I ran out of room to write, so to speak. I couldn’t figure out what was next. I had no structure to the writing process and gave up on that story. Hopefully that story won’t be lost forever, but my lack of a plan to write that book was the same as planning to fail.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once I got settled in Cincinnati a friend of mine took me on a tour of the area. Along the way we drove through an enormous and beautiful cemetery, Spring Grove Cemetery. As breathtaking and peaceful as the place was, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be stuck in a horror movie about the place as something ancient and evil still lurked there. But what would lurk there and why? As I let my imagination dwell on these questions I took notes on the possible answers. And soon I came up with the answers and the characters for the movie playing in my head. Only this time I had a plan to write the book and a loose structure to keep me on track. I wrote a one page summary about what each chapter would be about. That summary gave me enough artistic flexibility to tell a story and develop strong characters as well. I sat down one Friday night after work in the Fall of 2000 and began to try writing again. &lt;b&gt;Legends and Landmarks, Volume I: The Night Walker&lt;/b&gt; was born.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book description on Amazon for each book is below.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Night Walker&lt;/b&gt;Eric and Todd, two crime reporters for the city news, discover an age old legend of evil as they work on a book about legends. As they come to find out, some legends are true. This one may kill them. While researching the history of Pleasant Hills' most famous attraction, one of the oldest cemeteries in the country, the duo discover a horrific legend that ripped the founding settlers apart. Living among them in Pleasant Hills is a hidden evil centuries old. It will stop at nothing to satisfy its lust for blood and fear. Eric and Todd find themselves fighting for their lives in what can only be described as a living nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Freedom’s Path&lt;/b&gt;Eric Young and Todd Montgomery continue their horrific journey into the unknown as they uncover a legend of purgatory and shame surrounding the small all-American town of Fuson, Missouri. Freedom's Path, the second installment of the Legends and Landmarks series, explores the ghosts of the past as Fuson's shameful history of slave abandonment comes alive after a body washes up on the banks of the Black River. Eric fights with all he has to hold on to his humanity and sense of right and wrong after his near death brush with pure evil at the hands of Slade, the infamous Night Walker that rattled the security and psyche of the citizens of Cincinnati. Todd finds himself in an epic struggle of survival while Eric finds himself in a battle for his very soul. Legends and Landmarks, Volume II: Freedom's Path sets the wheels in motion for a terrifying journey that leads our characters to New Orleans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Volume III of the series, titled Demon Wind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Demon Wind&lt;/b&gt;The "Legends" series continues in this third installment of the four-part series. Eric Young finds himself in the tattered city of New Orleans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Following the chilling call from the shadows, Eric descends into the dark underbelly of the ravaged streets as something dark in his own soul is raging inside of him for control. His best friend, Todd, follows his tracks into the darkness to confront the evil that has plagued them. Slade resurfaces in this tale of horror and destruction and brings with him the rage that only Hell can create.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Devil’s Cave&lt;/b&gt;In this final installment of the "Legends" series, Eric and Todd find themselves in Roanoke, Virginia facing a showdown with the demons that have stalked them. However, as they approach their twisted enemies they find that Slade and Corey aren't the only diabolical forces conspiring against them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;What makes me most proud of the series is the journey I took as a writer. When I finished The Night Walker I was so excited to rush through the self-publishing process and see the book available online. What I had on my hands was one heck of a good story. What I also had was a piss-poor edited book. So a couple of nice readers bought the book and met me through social media and were kind enough to tell me they loved the book but wanted to know who the hell my lousy editor was. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;
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I was big time embarrassed. Actually, I felt incredibly unprofessional for putting out a book with so many mistakes. But a few readers decided to edit for me and I have since updated the book a bit more to my liking. I learned the lesson of patience from that experience and can say that I grew as a writer during that series. I also managed to put a few twists in the series that the readers didn’t see coming. &lt;br /&gt;
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I’m sure there are still a few spelling mistakes here and there, but I decided that my editing of that material had to come to an end. I’ve become somewhat of a stickler with my writing that I had to learn that not everything needs a rewrite. Even things I wrote last week…if I were to read it now I’d find some reason to rethink good material. Now, I feel it is important to leave the series alone because it is a great story. Also, it is already a part of me as an author and shows the reader, if they pay attention to style and detail, that there is a clear growth path for every writer. And even YOU, the one sitting there reading my blog, if you are considering writing a book. If my work and story can help others in their writing journey then that is great.&lt;br /&gt;
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In reality I have probably lost money self publishing that series. So in hopes of maybe breaking even I hope Kindle users like the series. It is available at Amazon if you are looking for something fun to read. This series will always have a place in my heart for the journey and for those that bought a copy and loved the story as much as I do. So check it out and let me know what you think. &lt;br /&gt;
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That’s the big question since the NCAA came down with its punishment on Penn State University following the investigation about the scandal and cover-up of the sexual molestation of over 40 children over the years. By now the details of this terrible story can be found on most news sites so I will not rehash the details here. I wanted to share some overall thoughts on the issue and point out why this punishment will never fit the crime.&lt;br /&gt;
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Regardless of the amount of the fine against Penn State, the loss of scholarships, and banned from post-season play for the next four years, is that really enough to repair the lives, scarred memories, and broken psyches of the young boys who were raped by a monster that used the football program and activities to feed his sickness? No it is not. You can’t fix those lives that are broken. One can only hope they have moved on as best as they can.&lt;br /&gt;
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No one wins with this decision. A lot of good athletes who work hard and live honorable lives will be punished for something they did not do, nor even about until we all learned of it. Many students and families will have to disrupt their lives and education as they change schools. Even the non-athletes at Penn State lose. Imagine four years of hard work and you graduate. You know that every interviewer for their first job will see Penn State on the resume and the first thing they will think about is how kids were molested and how a so-called man of integrity enabled a monster and did nothing about it. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;
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What Paterno let happen was evil. His name is forever soiled. I am not sure if the public will ever see him as anything but the enabler of a dirty old man. Just to protect a football program? &lt;br /&gt;
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I love football. However, suddenly football didn’t seem to matter. My guess is that a lot of people turned a blind eye over the years. If Penn State never recovers so be it. I hope their student athletes all transfer today. Their university betrayed them and their costly investment to go there. In fact, if I were a student I would want my money back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/JRrDaVbQqeI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4343108270054731932/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/was-penn-state-punished-enough.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4343108270054731932?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4343108270054731932?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/JRrDaVbQqeI/was-penn-state-punished-enough.html" title="Was Penn State Punished Enough?" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/was-penn-state-punished-enough.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQBQXw_eCp7ImA9WhJREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-4135051572079097051</id><published>2012-07-13T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-13T23:25:50.240-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-13T23:25:50.240-04:00</app:edited><title>Doesn't Feel Like an Economic Recovery</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;
2012 College Graduates: Welcome to the Great Recession&lt;/div&gt;
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After nearly fourteen years working in the field of investing, and sprinkling a bit of experience in banking, economic theory, and small business development, I can say that one of the things that brings me some long term satisfaction is knowing that I helped a lot of folks that left college and started their first job understand more about the importance of having a 401K or an IRA and saving for later in life. It makes me happy to know that those that I have helped college graduates over the years think about the bigger picture, about long term financial goals, and the short term things they can do now to achieve their dreams and goals. &lt;/div&gt;
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I remember about four years ago, when I worked at another firm, that a client had I had worked with years ago had called up the company and had actually tracked me down to the specific department I was working in dealing with mostly high net worth clients. He had called to simply say “thank you.” I had forgotten working with him because it had been so long. I left work that day knowing that I had made an impact on a young man and his wife a few years before and advised them on how to save for college for their little girl. Well, that little girl grew up and got accepted into several colleges and chose one of the more costly ones in Ohio. Teaching them the value of a bit of sacrifice and discipline at the time meant that they family didn’t have a huge financial burden when that young lady went away to college. &lt;/div&gt;
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That conversation only reaffirmed my reason for working in this business. It is about helping others to achieve things and learn the value of vision, goals and discipline. I thought of that family recently as I went through the usual economic reports on economic growth and unemployment. Today’s college graduates face a daunting economic challenge. They are facing what will likely be the highest unemployment rate in history for college graduates. &lt;/div&gt;
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This years’ graduating class has an underemployment rate of nearly 20% according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics. There are 20.1 applicants for every job opening. There were about 1.7 million college graduates hitting the labor force this year, on top of all those with experience that are still out of work. I hate to stick with the same issue that I’ve harped on all year in these commentaries, but what the heck, I’m going to do it anyway. Debt is going to dictate the employment picture for the foreseeable future. &lt;/div&gt;
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Before writing this I did some digging around on the Internet to find some information on what college graduates are facing this year. I found even more staggering data about graduates in 2010 who are still living at home with mom and dad because they can’t find a job. Take a moment to imagine what these kids are going through. All their lives they are spoon fed that they have to go to college to find a good job that pays well so they can save and buy a house with a two car garage and start a family of their own. They go through four years and come out with a diploma in a field they want to work in only to find that they are waiting months for a job and have over $100,000 is student loan debt, another $5,000 in credit card debt, the collection calls are coming in and they have to wonder why they started their adult lives behind the eight ball. &lt;/div&gt;
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If I were a high school student today I’d be wondering why in the&amp;nbsp;hell I would go to college if the result was to come out with a pile of debt and no significant prospects for a job in my chosen field. One thing that is lacking in education today, be it at the college or high school level, is the ability to be a free thinker with motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/UQZtsjxMY0o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4135051572079097051/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/doesnt-feel-like-economic-recovery.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4135051572079097051?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4135051572079097051?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/UQZtsjxMY0o/doesnt-feel-like-economic-recovery.html" title="Doesn't Feel Like an Economic Recovery" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/doesnt-feel-like-economic-recovery.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4MRnk-eCp7ImA9WhJQF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-1881377548805628014</id><published>2012-07-02T01:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T08:49:47.750-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-31T08:49:47.750-04:00</app:edited><title>The Life of an Independent Writer</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Story: The Life of an Independent Writer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a few years ago when I finished writing my first novel, Legends and Landmarks, Volume I: The Night Walker I was excited to have actually finished writing a book and had an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. It was over 300 pages of a story that I was actually happy with. Not a bad job at all for my first try at writing a novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I felt great about the accomplishment and began to send query letters to agents in hopes of finding traditional representation. After about forty or so rejection letters (I mailed over 100. 50-60 agents didn’t even bother to respond.) I decided there had to be another way to get the attention of a good agent. I was no Stephen King or Dean Koontz, but I have read my fair share of books that made me wonder how the hell that writer found an agent. I was reading some updates on the website for one of my favorite mystery and suspense writers back in early 2002. I decided to click on the contact button and ask the guy what advice he gives to writers with my dilemma. Certainly there had to be a lot of writer’s in similar situations. I won’t disclose who the well known author is, but his less than friendly reply was to find an agent, piss off, and stop bothering him with dumb questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point I decided never to pose a question to any published author again. I really enjoyed his books but I haven’t spent a dime on his work since. I told myself then that if I were ever a successful and well known writer I would never talk to anyone that way, especially someone seeking a little advice. Kind of hard to sell a book if you treat your readers like jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted my work to be read so I decided to self-publish through Lulu.com. I do not recommend anyone use that company, however. After a ton of rejection letters I self published The Night Walker with a corny generic stock book cover and smiled with anticipation when I saw it available on Amazon and other online book sellers. I was excited to soon see myself on the best seller lists!! The only problem was that I barely sold enough paperback books to cover the costs of self-publishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson I learned from my first novel was that I had a great imagination but I was a piss poor editor. Thankfully I was contacted by a few readers that really enjoyed the story but wanted to know what was up with the bad editing. A few great folks agreed to help me edit my other works for free simply because they liked my work. I was flattered and humbled. They found me on social networking sites and I am glad to say I made some new friends from that experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have self-published seven books, most available only for e-reader devices. I publish these days on Amazon because I have a reasonable assumption that they report sales correctly to me. I cannot assume that with the previous company I used for print books for very specific reasons. Besides, as much as I love holding a book in my hand it’s nice to save a few trees as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often asked by new writers if self-publishing is worth all the hassle. My answer is simple: Yes, if you want people to read your work. Don’t expect to get rich and make sure you have a day job. I still receive rejection letters to this day, mostly because an agent seldom bothers to promote Indie Writers. It does happen, but so does winning the lottery. If I waited for an agent and a legit book deal then I would have been writing for over a decade without the pleasure of a reader enjoying one story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an Indie Writer does have its pitfalls. For starters I know little about marketing and have no budget for it even if I did. So any kind of success has to be by word of mouth. Patience is a requirement and I have very little of it. Also, you are at the mercy of the publisher you choose and hope they don’t rip you off. Once you decide to publish, traditional agents seldom even return an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, being an Indie Writer means that you work at your pace and don’t have to be held hostage by corporate red tape. Your success as a writer, financially as well as your personal successes, depends on you instead of an agent and publisher that may not have you high on their list of priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t sell a lot of books mostly because not many people have heard of me. I hope that changes over time because I would love to focus on writing full time. However, I still get that giddy feeling whenever I sell a book. That makes all the work and worry worth it. If you know an Indie Writer I suggest you pay him/her a nice compliment on their efforts once in a while. It’s a lot easier to get frustrated and quit on a dream than it is to keep struggling. Your kind words or few bucks spent could make all the difference to a great writer that may have a big future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to check out my work then go to Amazon.com and search my name, John Schweingrouber or copy and paste the link below. Thanks for stopping by The Ritter Files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;field-author=John%20Schweingrouber&amp;amp;search-alias=digital-text"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?_encoding=UTF8&amp;amp;field-author=John%20Schweingrouber&amp;amp;search-alias=digital-text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/Ye_Tkvs4xF0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1881377548805628014/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/life-of-independent-writer.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/1881377548805628014?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/1881377548805628014?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/Ye_Tkvs4xF0/life-of-independent-writer.html" title="The Life of an Independent Writer" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/07/life-of-independent-writer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUARHg5cCp7ImA9WhJTEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-4713642543816458298</id><published>2012-06-19T19:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-06-19T19:07:25.628-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-19T19:07:25.628-04:00</app:edited><title>If You Had To Spend a Week Stuck With Someone, Who Would It Be?</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; I was watching television earlier, YouToo TV--the social network--and they posed an interesting question for their FameSpot of the day. If you had to be stuck with one person for a week, 24/7, who would it be and why? Well, I started thinking about this and like most of us, sure there is someone I’d love to be stuck with, but she isn’t available. So instead of thinking how that kind of sucks I decided to think about that question in a different way. &lt;br /&gt;
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Eliminating someone close to you such as a spouse or family member or the person you are dating, would you pick a celebrity to hang out with…an actor or musician/rock star? Maybe someone else who is big in pop culture? A leader of a corporation or political figure? How about a historical figure? It’s a tough question to answer because what if you picked that person that you were stuck with for a week and they turned out to be an asshole or something. &lt;br /&gt;
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At first I thought how cool it would be to hang out Jim Morrison and the Doors for a week. I’d see some good live shows, learn about what kind of crazy acid trips led to the lyrics of some amazing songs like The End and Riders on the Storm, and definitely meet some strange people from the underbelly of the world of music and art. But I quickly realized I’d have to deal with the dark side of that hell raiser. Most of the week would be spent observing a drunken binge and excessive drug use. The Doors was a cool movie, but I don’t think I’d enjoy spending a week with those guys. &lt;br /&gt;
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So then I thought, how about my favorite mega babe from the 1980’s…Jennifer Beals. And have you seen that woman lately? She only got sexier with age. But what would we talk about? I wasn’t a fan of Flashdance. I just enjoyed seeing her in that alluring dancing gear. What if she turned out to be a psycho or something, or was so grouchy that I couldn’t stand being around her a day much less a week. Then I thought…I’m a writer, maybe I hang out with another famous writer. Hemmingway would be cool. We’d toss some beverages back, he could tell stories of that era. But then he was notorious for being a fighter when he drinks. Not sure I want to get my ass kicked by Hemmingway. &lt;br /&gt;
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So who would I hang out with for a week? I don’t know. Tough question. George Washington or Ronald Reagan, maybe. With Reagan at least I’d laugh a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/uxBGqGNM7aI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4713642543816458298/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/if-you-had-to-spend-week-stuck-with.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4713642543816458298?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/4713642543816458298?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/uxBGqGNM7aI/if-you-had-to-spend-week-stuck-with.html" title="If You Had To Spend a Week Stuck With Someone, Who Would It Be?" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/if-you-had-to-spend-week-stuck-with.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8MSHw9cSp7ImA9WhVaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-1216033085561231312</id><published>2012-06-12T22:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T22:34:49.269-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-12T22:34:49.269-04:00</app:edited><title>How Is Your Economy?</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How Is Your Economy?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I’d like to be a fly on the wall to hear how half the people answer that question. How is the overall economy in this country? Well, it sucks. So I thought I’d share a few thoughts. First of all, I think I’m going to follow this post up with a few thoughts later on about the economy and about investing. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, let me get this little tidbit out of the way first. I am not an investment advisor any longer. Most of my background is in investment advising. I started out in the 90’s with an Edward Jones office before moving on to work for Fidelity for a number of years. After that I went into the business with a colleague and was an investment advisor for a Virginia company. Yes, the economy sucks and I no longer do that for now. I decided to chase some other opportunities such as trying to promote my novels and currently my web store. &lt;br /&gt;
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I’m watching T.V. last week and this commercial comes on to advertise for an investment company. It first addresses the fact that the economy is still bad, but it goes on to ask how the economy is in your home. It’s a pretty clever ad and makes the overall economic question a very personal one. So I thought I’d take a few moments to ask you…How is your economy?&lt;br /&gt;
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When you think about it, that question can be answered from very different points of view. Someone who watches that commercial will think of it in terms of how their 401K is performing or their other retirement and non-retirement investments, or that variable annuity they have that will help supplement their income in a few years. Someone else may hear that question and consider the answer in terms of job security or if they have enough benefits offered at their job to help the family with insurance or medical costs. Still yet, another person who is reading this and between jobs may consider the local job market and their particular skill set when they ask themselves this question. Maybe their economy isn’t so good and they need additional income to pay the bills and hopefully have a few bucks left over. &lt;br /&gt;
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I thought about some of the different ways that people would answer this question. A growing number of analysts are suggesting that our country is edging closer to slipping back into another recession. If you ask me, I didn’t know we ever really got out of the last one. Now for you folks out there who follow the markets and the economy closely, I’m well aware of what the definition of a recession is and yes, the economy has been growing. But it hasn’t been growing at the rate needed to replace the jobs lost during the recession and for many people out there, slow economic growth feels about the same on the wallet as no economic growth. &lt;br /&gt;
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So with the economy still disappointing many people who are unemployed or under-employed, I was a bit taken by surprise when I recently read an article stating that the growth rate in new entrepreneurs was slowing down. In America we are surrounded by opportunity. We only need our imaginations and a little bit of hard work to actually become a business owner. America has always been robust with people taking advantage of their own abilities and becoming their own boss. &lt;br /&gt;
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One would expect that with so many people out of work for so long we would see an explosion of small at home businesses. After all, not a day goes by that I don’t hear the same ad on the radio telling me to go to go to a web page for Income At Home to be my own boss. I checked it out and had a couple of phone calls to discuss selling Herbalife vitamins and products. It wasn’t for me. &lt;br /&gt;
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The point is, if your economy is lacking there are opportunities out there to become your own boss and even work from home. Do you love reading books? Did you know that there are companies out there that will pay you for a book review? Are you a new student in college needing a few extra bucks and are good at math? Why not tutor high school students two or three times a week. Maybe your time is worth $15 an hour. A small group of 5 students for a two hour session just made “Nichole’s Tutoring Service” an extra $150 for one session. I personally set up an online Amway store called J.C.’s Place as something to do on the side to supplement my own economy. My sister did the same. &lt;br /&gt;
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There are any number of things we can do to help out our own economies at home and improve our lives and lifestyle. If you are interested in improving your economy and want to be your own boss then do some web research and come up with some ideas. One place to start looking is Entrepreneur.com. There are numerous websites that will offer you a free website for a year for trying them out. So don’t be afraid to think outside of the box. If you do something very well the chances are that there are some people out there who would be willing to pay you for your knowledge and time. I’d be interested to know how you answer the question in six months from now. How is your economy and what are you going to do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/0sCv5fgMDr8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1216033085561231312/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/how-is-your-economy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/1216033085561231312?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/1216033085561231312?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/0sCv5fgMDr8/how-is-your-economy.html" title="How Is Your Economy?" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/how-is-your-economy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQGRHw4fip7ImA9WhVaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4629524492070467283.post-713377608041249731</id><published>2012-06-11T15:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T15:35:25.236-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-11T15:35:25.236-04:00</app:edited><title>Top 10 Dead Comedians</title><content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; There’s nothing like sitting down on the couch and watching a funny movie or some stand up comedy or improvisation. A classic Saturday Night Live episode or someone tearing up the crowd on a Comedy Central half hour special or Roast. Some of the greatest comedians have graced us with some classic lines, amazing movies, and video footage we’ll never forget and that will never see the likes of again. Some comedians are just so genius at what they do that they are truly one of a kind and we should feel grateful that we got to witness the best these comics had to give before they passed away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although there are a lot of great comedians out there, this top ten list is to pay homage to the greats. There should be many more on this list, but this is just a personal list of my favorite comedians that are no longer with us. So let’s get on with it. Feel free to let us know who your favorite dead comedians are!&lt;br /&gt;
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Top 10 Dead Comedians:&lt;br /&gt;
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10.Greg Giraldo--Who the heck is Greg Giraldo?? That’s a good question! And one that many of his fellow Roasters busted his balls about the entire time he was a Roaster for Comedy Central. However, for those that have seen him on the Roasts or doing a stand up special on TV, this guy was pretty unforgettable. He was the very one who asked the same question that every struggling comedian asks, but only he asked it at the Roast of Larry the Cable Guy. “You’re Larry the Cable Guy. How did that bit make you $50 million dollars???”&lt;br /&gt;
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Giraldo checked out way too young and before most people got a chance to laugh at his act. But I don’t think it was an act with Giraldo. The guy was a natural. He died in 2010 at the age of 44 by an accidental overdose of prescription medication. &lt;br /&gt;
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9. Richard Jeni--The thing about Richard Jeni is that his stand up comedy specials will never get old. His mannerism and delivery of a joke or story was such that it drew an audience in. I have watched the same stand up specials at least a dozen times each and find myself laughing every time and stealing those jokes to tell to others. Jeni died in 2007 at the age of 49 by a self inflicted gunshot to the head. &lt;br /&gt;
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8. George Carlin--Carlin delivered his humor with a bit of anger and angst. Although he had a way of being offensive to some, they way he told a joke or made a comment about a controversial subject still kind of had to make you laugh. One of my own personal philosophies I learned from this master of comedy. I remember watching one of his HBO specials and hearing him say that he had two major rules in life. He never trusted anything the government said, and he never trusted anything the media said. They were both equally full of s**t. Well said, Mr. Carlin. I’m still laughing at your wit and wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;
Carlin died in 2008 at the age of 71. &lt;br /&gt;
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7. John Ritter--Ah, one of my favorites of all time. Ritter was never into stand up comedy, but if you have every watched his movies or Three’s Company, you’ll get the reason for John Ritter being on this list. His list of comedies include Real Men and Skin Deep.&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually, the reason I call this blog The Ritter Files is because of this comedian and classy guy. When I set this website up I wanted to be clever and witty once in a while and since I’m a writer, all I could think about at the time was the movie Skin Deep. Ritter’s character was also a writer and struggling to find his place in life and write the next great novel. Hence, The Ritter Files. &lt;br /&gt;
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John Ritter passed away in 2003 at the age of 54. &lt;br /&gt;
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6. Gilda Radner--Radner was one of the original cast members of Saturday Night Live. She was on the show from 1975 to 1980 and created such classic characters as Roseanne Roseannadanna that would tell gross stories about celebrities on the show’s Weekend Update segment. Another hilarious character was Baba Wawa (a spoof on Barbara Walters). Remember the character Emily Litella, the hearing impaired woman that gave news updates on the news segment! Hilarious…”flea erections in China.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Who could forget her role in the movie Haunted Honeymoon! Great film. Radner died of ovarian cancer in 1989 at the age of 42. &lt;br /&gt;
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5. Johnny Carson--Carson was a master of his craft and entertained America for decades before retiring from The Tonight Show. Since his departure, late night television has never been the same and his two heir apparent to the throne of late night (Leno and Letterman) have failed to live up to the standard that Johnny Carson set. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, with such a high bar did anyone really expect late night TV to ever be the same after he left? He was a once in a lifetime comedian that wore shoes that will never be filled in the world of comedy. To say that Johnny Carson is a legend would be a gross understatement. &lt;br /&gt;
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Carson died in 2005 at the age of 79. &lt;br /&gt;
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4. Richard Pryor--Pryor thrilled audiences on stage as well as in films. But it wasn’t just his “colorful” language that set him apart at the time, it was the way he told a story and the appeal that he had to a wide audience in the 1970’s. I think proper credit has to be given to Pryor because if it wasn’t for him paving the way for a lot of other black comedians we very well might have never seen the rise of stars like Eddie Murphy or even more recently Chris Rock. Pryor could deliver a clean joke just as easily as he would a joke about drug abuse or racial issues. You had to laugh. &lt;br /&gt;
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Pryor was in some classic movies such as See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Moving, Critical Condition and Harlem Nights. Pryor also wrote for the television shows Sanford and Son and the Flip Wilson Show. Pryor died in 2005 from a heart attack. He was 65 years old. &lt;br /&gt;
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3. Sam Kinison--Most of America was introduced to this former preacher turned comic when he had a short role in the movie Back To School starring Rodney Dangerfield. He played the part of a psychotic history professor that took his job a bit too seriously. However, Kinison quickly rose to the top of the A-list of comics with his loud and abrasive act, and his angry comedic style. It was a role that fit his perfectly. He even went on to have a hit video on MTV with the remake of Wild Thing. The video featured Jessica Hahn dressed scantily and dancing and rolling around the star studded cast of rock stars. Leave to Kinison to throw fire on a controversy involving a church. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kinison was killed in 1992 by a 17 year old drunk driver. Kinison was married 5 days before his death. He was 38. &lt;br /&gt;
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2. John Belushi--Belushi is still considered one of the greatest comedians of all time. To see why all you need to do is watch the Blues Brothers or Animal House. Even though he didn’t have many lines in Animal House, he showed just how important physical comedy is in making a good movie or skit. He is still considered the ICON of the Saturday Night Live alumni and was multi talented in more ways than just his alcohol and drug consumption, which is what many recall when they think of Belushi. I prefer to remember the Samaria Chef, Bluto, and Jake Blues. &lt;br /&gt;
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Belushi died in 1982 at the age of 33 by a combined injection of cocaine and heroin, also called a speedball. &lt;br /&gt;
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1. Rodney Dangerfield--I put Dangerfield at the top of this list because the guy deserves nothing but respect. His stand up acts were riotous and his movies (although he considered himself a piss poor actor) were hilarious. Look up some old YouTube clips of Dangerfield and hold on to your hat. Even his appearances on the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson were rip roaring. You could tell that he was a crowd favorite. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, although I he was a master of comedy, I think Dangerfield should be remembered for his efforts at giving other comedians a chance at the stage. He owned a comedy club called Dangerfield’s where he would give chances to little known comedians and help them along with their careers. Maybe you are familiar with a few of the comedians he helped along the way: Jerry Seinfeld, Andrew Dice Clay, Sam Kinison, Jeff Foxworthy, Jay Leno.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dangerfield died in 2004 at the age of 82.&lt;br /&gt;
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Final thought: It sucks that so many great comics are gone. Whew, I’m glad the Dice Man is still around. I’m holding out hope for Ford Fairlane Part II!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~4/lt4b7Ys4zFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/713377608041249731/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/top-10-dead-comedians.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/713377608041249731?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4629524492070467283/posts/default/713377608041249731?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheRitterFiles/~3/lt4b7Ys4zFg/top-10-dead-comedians.html" title="Top 10 Dead Comedians" /><author><name>Ritter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276283932091338724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m6Yh25RIAp8/Tyg3qZS-njI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wQBAW-LcYDc/s220/Alien-greeting.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ritterfiles.blogspot.com/2012/06/top-10-dead-comedians.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
