<?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-27341577</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:59:59.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>William's Princess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-115087246792943144</id><published>2006-06-20T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:47:47.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Joke...</title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I actually heard this one at church, but I thought it was awesome! A man and his wife are driving down a country road one night. Like all couples, they do, on occasion, have an argument. This was one such ocassion. The car is silent as both people are too furious to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They drive by a large barn and they can hear all the animals inside. The man looks at the woman and says sarcastically, "Family of yours?" She smugly replies, "Yeah, in-laws!"Hee. Hee. I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just in case somebody out there doesn't know this, but Elisabeth is working at Hot Shots so we should all go there sometime and order like a million drinks, then be like "no, no, I want Elisabeth to make mine."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-115087246792943144?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/115087246792943144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=115087246792943144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/115087246792943144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/115087246792943144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-joke.html' title='Another Joke...'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114859884197626849</id><published>2006-05-25T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:14:02.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey guys!! I haven't updated this in a long time!! Well, if you didn't know already, Will and I got engaged!! YAY!! It was really romantic and I was thinking about just posting the story, but I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;actually rather like telling the story over and over :) Another bit of helpful information: my sister and I moved out! We have a place in Kingston by the ferries. It's actually a loft above&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;someone's garage, but it's really fun. It's really weird, all this independence, you know, but you know, I still grocery shop @ my parents house, so I guess I'm not that grown up yet :) Anyway,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I gotta go, I'm at the library right now and you only get so much time on the computers here (I don't have internet at my new place). Love you guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114859884197626849?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114859884197626849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114859884197626849' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114859884197626849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114859884197626849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-again.html' title='Hello again...'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114696781156382037</id><published>2006-05-06T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T19:10:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hello hello everyone!! Well, I'm staying here at Keyport with some friends while my parents are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;out of town for the weekend and Will is in Yakima for Army training stuff. This house is soooo much fun to stay in. Seriously, I have like this whole suite to myself! Hee hee. Plus there is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toddler and a baby to keep me entertained! lol Anyways, just thought I'd say hello to everyone who reads this (which is not many people yet, b/c not a whole lot of people know that I actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;blog somewhat consistantly!) Ttyl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114696781156382037?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114696781156382037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114696781156382037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114696781156382037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114696781156382037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-hello.html' title='Hello hello'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114659394232503631</id><published>2006-05-02T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:19:02.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Frog Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Okay, so I decided to post this really funny joke I found today on the internet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Recently, the Psychic Hotline and Psychic Friends Network have launched hotlines for frogs. Here is the story of one frog and his discussing with his psychic.A frog telephones the Psychic Hotline and is told, "You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you."The frog says, "This is great! Will I meet her at a party, or what?""No," says the psychic. "Next semester in her biology class."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114659394232503631?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114659394232503631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114659394232503631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114659394232503631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114659394232503631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny-frog-joke.html' title='Funny Frog Joke'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644323904616766</id><published>2006-04-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:27:19.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barlow Girl</title><content type='html'>Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Have I got it?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause mirror you've always told me&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding it's not easy to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;So sorry, you won't define me&lt;br /&gt;You don't own me&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to tell me that I'm less than what I should be&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to listen to a list of things I should do&lt;br /&gt;I won't try&lt;br /&gt;Mirror I am seeing&lt;br /&gt;A new reflection&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking into the eyes of who you've made me&lt;br /&gt;And to Him I have beauty beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;I know He defines me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644323904616766?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644323904616766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644323904616766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644323904616766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644323904616766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/barlow-girl.html' title='Barlow Girl'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644320687746911</id><published>2006-04-30T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:26:46.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New Level of Caffeine Addiction...</title><content type='html'>"Sleep? I don't sleep. I just lay down, close my eyes, and twitch more slowly!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644320687746911?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644320687746911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644320687746911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644320687746911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644320687746911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/whole-new-level-of-caffeine-addiction.html' title='A Whole New Level of Caffeine Addiction...'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644316562793637</id><published>2006-04-30T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:26:05.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being a woman does not make me a different kind of Christian,&lt;br /&gt;But being a Christian does make me a different kind of woman!&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth Elliot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644316562793637?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644316562793637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644316562793637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644316562793637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644316562793637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/being-woman-does-not-make-me-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644313273931306</id><published>2006-04-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:25:32.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mr. Higgins, If Only You Knew...</title><content type='html'>I just finished the movie My Fair Lady. What a wonderful movie!! I mean, it could not have been anything less than PERFECT considering it starred Audrey Hepburn, now could it? Well, anyway, I strongly reccomend it!!&lt;br /&gt;I was particularly fascinated by one of the main characters, Proffessor Higgins. By all outward appearances, he is a gentleman. He is clever, witty, wealthy, well-mannered, well-educated and relatively handsome (though too old for me!:). The perfect guy, right? wrong! About half way through the movie, we see a whole new side of our not-so-impressive gentleman. As poor Elisa DoLittle discovers the hard way, he is a very selfish, rude person, however grammatically correct! His point of view is limited to...well, himself. As I continued to watch his behvior in this hysterical film, I was reminded of my friend Ryan, who, sufficient to say, is five years old! But as I continued to watch, I was reminded of another person who acts like that, and quite often. Me. (as shocking as it may be that I, Hillary Greening am not perfect ;) In all seriousness, though, I have to wonder...how often, do we, as humans, behave gracefully and politely, but our hearts are in the wrong? How often do we see a situation with only one person on our minds...me, myself and I. (well, I guess that's three, huh? sort of....you know what I mean, right?)&lt;br /&gt;"...you are the ones who justify yourselves as mean, but God knows your hearts. What is highly valued among men is detestable to God." Luke 16:15&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Right there in the scriptures. I have heard this so many times, but I don't think we can here it enough...GOD LOOKS AT THE HEART!!! He doesn't care about anything but our HEART! Yes, he does want us to be well-mannered and graceful, but if it's all a facade, what's the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644313273931306?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644313273931306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644313273931306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644313273931306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644313273931306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-mr-higgins-if-only-you-knew.html' title='Oh Mr. Higgins, If Only You Knew...'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644306442025968</id><published>2006-04-30T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:24:24.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Tiffany's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Breakfast at Tiffanys is most definitely the BEST MOVIE EVER!!!! I watch it...um, well I can't really tell you just how many times I've watched that movie so let's just say too much. :)&lt;br /&gt;The movie tells a wonderful story about a young woman named Holly Golightly. Holly is a young woman who, on the surface is a confident and hilarious lady, determined to marry a rich man. However, the movie soon reveals a very scared, very lonely little girl who really just wants to be loved. Throughout the whole movie, she continues to run from people that truly want to love her, instead seeking out shallow relationships. She runs from love but she wants it so badly at the same time. Yet he loves her through it all. He loves her, even when her actions would drive anyone else away. He continues to love her. That reminds me of this guy I know named Jesus.  He loves me always, no matter what I do. Even when I do stupid things that drive everyone else crazy, God is still in love with me.  &lt;br /&gt;A quote I heard once goes like this "You cannot know love unless you surrender to it." Okay, as Christians, we do know that falling in love with another person will not fulfill you...only Christ can do that. However, since God is love, we could say "You cannot know God unless you surrender to Him."&lt;br /&gt;I think that we are all a little like Holly. She talks about this feeling called the mean reds:&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, do you know those days when you get the mean reds?"&lt;br /&gt;"You mean like the blues?"&lt;br /&gt;"No. The blues are when you're getting fat, or maybe it's just been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?"&lt;br /&gt;I believe the "mean reds" are what happens when you are afraid to give yourself up. For other people. And, more importantly, for God. You have to be willing to give all of you to God. It's scary, but it's soooo worth it. Maybe I'm crazy, but I think it really makes more sense to give myself over to the creator of the universe than to the changing patterns of this very unstable world. A really good quote about surrender goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;"True surrender leaves no room for retreat. It's ceasing to struggle and strive, and plot and plan, and worry and wonder. Surrender means saying 'Lord, I am all yours. I give every aspect of my life to You. Do with me whatever you want. I belong to You.' " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644306442025968?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644306442025968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644306442025968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644306442025968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644306442025968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27341577.post-114644291099992063</id><published>2006-04-30T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:21:51.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hello all!! This is my new blog. I decided that since I finally got internet on my labtop, it would be easier to post more often and actually use a blog (rather than my honey constantly posting as me and confusing people!). So, anyway this is it. My blog.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27341577-114644291099992063?l=willshottamale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/feeds/114644291099992063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27341577&amp;postID=114644291099992063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644291099992063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27341577/posts/default/114644291099992063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willshottamale.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818003607978051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
