<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278</id><updated>2011-12-12T04:12:13.831-08:00</updated><category term='excitement'/><category term='wizard of oz'/><category term='anna molly'/><category term='photography'/><category term='83'/><category term='incubus'/><category term='i gots to tell ya diane'/><category term='music'/><category term='TDD 10'/><category term='art'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Leave your mark in graffiti'/><category term='freezing'/><category term='numb'/><category term='anomaly'/><category term='cold'/><category term='mental'/><category term='skinny dipping'/><category term='drunken idiots'/><category term='things to do'/><category term='i&apos;m surprised'/><category term='fun'/><category term='there&apos;s no place like home'/><category term='my graffiti'/><title type='text'>Siobhan's 101 Things</title><subtitle type='html'>Siobhan's Journeys with 101 Things To Do Before She Dies. Because if you don't live it up, who will?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278.post-5938830274673369887</id><published>2011-05-19T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:30:06.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incubus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anomaly'/><title type='text'>TTD #12 - Get a piece of art into an exhibition</title><content type='html'>In 2009, a piece of my art that I'd actually done in 2007 was chosen for an exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;The piece, titled 'Anomaly' was inspired by a song by Incubus called 'Anna Molly,' and in my opinion was rather juvenile.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it sold for $150 after my ex's parents saw it on the wall, and remarked that the girl in the art looked a lot like me (heheh...).&lt;br /&gt;So it hung in their lounge for sometime, and my ex's father told me that he'd be very proud to have it when I was a famous artist in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last week, my mother (who had never seen the piece,) walked around to her nail table at her beauty salon and saw a piece of art stashed behind her table. She gasped and thought a client had left a recently purchased piece of art there, then suddenly saw my signature on it.&lt;br /&gt;She was overjoyed, and it proved to be a nice mother's day present for her.&lt;br /&gt;Left there, no note, no call, no text, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7g9lagrbXaE/Tfbjt65FnxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vQCzA01W61g/s1600/imagejpeg_2%2B%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7g9lagrbXaE/Tfbjt65FnxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vQCzA01W61g/s400/imagejpeg_2%2B%252811%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617927963233591058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595051272013981278-5938830274673369887?l=beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/5938830274673369887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2011/05/ttd-12-get-piece-of-art-into-exhibition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/5938830274673369887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/5938830274673369887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2011/05/ttd-12-get-piece-of-art-into-exhibition.html' title='TTD #12 - Get a piece of art into an exhibition'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7g9lagrbXaE/Tfbjt65FnxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/vQCzA01W61g/s72-c/imagejpeg_2%2B%252811%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278.post-6429098490466243500</id><published>2009-09-12T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:04:45.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leave your mark in graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wizard of oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s no place like home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunken idiots'/><title type='text'>TTD #10 Leave Your Mark in Graffiti - Update!</title><content type='html'>So, I finally, really and truly completed this thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with my Wicked Witch of the West stencil, 2 drunken adults, a friend and my getaway car, we drove to a location that I cannot really reveal online for fear of the police hunting me down ;) and proceeded to spray away.&lt;br /&gt;She joined four other faces that some other stencil graffiti artist in the area has been putting up, but she didn't turn out too well, as the drunken adults made a scene and caused us to have to leave slightly too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est pas grave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595051272013981278-6429098490466243500?l=beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/6429098490466243500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/09/ttd-10-leave-your-mark-in-graffiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/6429098490466243500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/6429098490466243500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/09/ttd-10-leave-your-mark-in-graffiti.html' title='TTD #10 Leave Your Mark in Graffiti - Update!'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278.post-7830753598959888943</id><published>2009-08-16T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:46:18.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leave your mark in graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TDD 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wizard of oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitement'/><title type='text'>TTD #10 - Leave Your Mark In Graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SofT5090z6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tYiamxOgLB0/s1600-h/Friendly+Friends+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370494071086567330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SofT5090z6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tYiamxOgLB0/s200/Friendly+Friends+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this evening, at about 9:10 in the pm, I finally completed this thing to do! However, I am unsure of whether or not I'll fill out the form in my book just yet, because this is only on my garage wall, so its not like I'm going to get caught :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this stencil from a photo of the Wicked of the West. I edited in in photoshop to delete the background (no mean feat when I've only used it a couple of times ever), then changed it to black and white, then editing it so that only the darkest lines came out. And voila!&lt;br /&gt;Traced it onto some card, spent forever cutting it out with scapels (broke the first one, and cut myself a couple of times) and then finally got to spray paint it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, its quite fuzzy around the edges. But thats ok, because its my practice run! Just need to make sure that it is flatter against the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All very exciting though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey said I should do it around town, he thinks I could get quite good at it and become famous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this for my art panels this year, as Banksy is one of my artist models, and my theme is the Wizard of Oz. I'm getting quite excited about it all now! Wish me luck! Only 5 weeks left to do it all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595051272013981278-7830753598959888943?l=beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/7830753598959888943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/08/ttd-10-leave-your-mark-in-graffiti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/7830753598959888943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/7830753598959888943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/08/ttd-10-leave-your-mark-in-graffiti.html' title='TTD #10 - Leave Your Mark In Graffiti'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SofT5090z6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tYiamxOgLB0/s72-c/Friendly+Friends+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278.post-4974705088591649886</id><published>2009-06-05T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:40:50.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skinny dipping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freezing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='83'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><title type='text'>Thing To Do #83 - Skinny Dip at Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SkxkVDuN4WI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GV43kjH_eeM/s1600-h/85909919_pEHGfoGw__IGP0328DinghysonwharfPuraucopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353764369975861602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SkxkVDuN4WI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GV43kjH_eeM/s400/85909919_pEHGfoGw__IGP0328DinghysonwharfPuraucopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;07/10/2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you know how I go through these phases (quite often, really) when I feel I need excitement in my life? And clearly, often the best way to do it is to break free a little. So, Woodsy and I were going to Purau, and I asked Rosie to come too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made a bonfire on the beach from stolen firewood in an area with a fire ban, roasted marshmallows that we walked half and hour to get, then half an hour back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while we were all sitting on the beach in the dark, enjoying some warmth from the fire when New Zealand was so damn freezing, I was gazing at the water when it hit me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lets skinny dip tonight!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naturally, Rosie was in, but Woodsy took a lot more convincing, at first entirely refusing to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after marshmallows we went back to the cabin and watch Donnie Darko. By the time Donnie Darko had finished, it was almost 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eventually convincing Woodsy, we all (not in front of each other, we weren't that comfortable whilst still in the light) got into our underwear, wrapped towels around ourselves and stealthily slipped over the cold, dewy grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were quite hilarious actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of us had ever skinny dipped before, and Woodsy and I weren't like Rosie, who would've been happy to run to Christchurch naked, so we established some rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going to drop out towels on the count of three, then all look &lt;em&gt;straight ahead at all times, &lt;/em&gt;then run into the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at 1:15am we progressed with this plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purau Beach was not at all secluded, no trees blocked the view from the beach to the road. And only being 'Spring,' it was bloody freezing!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to about knee height and then just dived under and laughed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then ran back to the beach (&lt;em&gt;eyes fowards!)&lt;/em&gt; and wrapped ourselves up and got back into our underwear. Rosie was convinced she saw whales, and we keeped freaking each other out by mentioning Frank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, we crept back again, and then froze when we saw what seemed to be a white-haired elderly woman sitting at the picnic table outside the cooking area. Freaking out, we attempted to make a plan, then, after a few minutes, realised it was actually only white soap dispenser casting shadow.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the cabin Woodsy laughed and said "That was awesome," and as we curled up again to watch some B-Grade horror movie, Rosie asked me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How did I look?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What!" I said, rather shocked, "We weren't looking!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosie laughed and said, "Well, I checked you and Woodsy out!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595051272013981278-4974705088591649886?l=beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/4974705088591649886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/06/thing-to-do-83-skinny-dip-at-midnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/4974705088591649886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/4974705088591649886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/06/thing-to-do-83-skinny-dip-at-midnight.html' title='Thing To Do #83 - Skinny Dip at Midnight'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/SkxkVDuN4WI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GV43kjH_eeM/s72-c/85909919_pEHGfoGw__IGP0328DinghysonwharfPuraucopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7595051272013981278.post-9221626515669921312</id><published>2009-04-07T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:02:19.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m surprised'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i gots to tell ya diane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things to do'/><title type='text'>Old and Boring - Thing To Do No. 36</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thing To Do No. 36 - Start Your Own Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something my blog readers may not have known, is where Siobhan's Random Ramblings started.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it started with a book. Thats why my header says the book told me to.&lt;br /&gt;You've probably seen it in my bag at some point actually, as I try to take it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;It started with &lt;em&gt;101 Things To Do Before You're Old and Boring&lt;/em&gt;, but then, I found a much better book, &lt;em&gt;101 Things To Do Before You Die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, perhaps I'd write about all these things here, keep more comprehensive details than the book allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I completed Thing To Do No. 36 on the 2nd of February 2008, and in the first month I only had two readers.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for this book, I wouldn't have started blogging, as in the past I've just accepted that, hey, I'm useless as blogging!&lt;br /&gt;But now its an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no stopping me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7595051272013981278-9221626515669921312?l=beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/feeds/9221626515669921312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-and-boring-thing-to-do-no-36.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/9221626515669921312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7595051272013981278/posts/default/9221626515669921312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beforesiobhandies.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-and-boring-thing-to-do-no-36.html' title='Old and Boring - Thing To Do No. 36'/><author><name>Siobhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11779857279589752790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vShU51Yh7YU/S0014YifVgI/AAAAAAAAALc/1HsEKtn30A0/S220/Jan10+098.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
