<?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-4224876300594840380</id><updated>2011-11-30T12:57:23.848-08:00</updated><category term='The New Divide'/><category term='Denny&apos;s'/><category term='Life'/><title type='text'>Rene Velarde Writes</title><subtitle type='html'>A day. A life. A time. A thought.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-3956152954325974203</id><published>2010-03-12T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:23:04.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive me blogger..</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/3956152954325974203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=3956152954325974203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3956152954325974203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3956152954325974203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2010/03/forgive-me-blogger.html' title='forgive me blogger..'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-1040571775398008407</id><published>2009-11-05T16:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:06:07.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People watching with a pair of chopsticks</title><summary type='text'>Sure at first glance it doesn't seem like much, but what really is it about a place that makes it a happy place?As I sat in the restaurant that wasn't any bigger than most living rooms, I was surprised to catch myself smiling; and for no apparent reason either. I was there. At that very moment in time, I was certain that I was being present. In every way, shape, and form, I was letting loose of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/1040571775398008407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=1040571775398008407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/1040571775398008407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/1040571775398008407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-watching-with-pair-of-chopsticks.html' title='People watching with a pair of chopsticks'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-6692039180832089624</id><published>2009-08-25T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:49:33.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Tacoma</title><summary type='text'>So last night we all went to an awesome church service called City Central. Flat out one of the best services I've been to in a long time. After that the friends we were visiting decided to go to Sonic. After driving around for an hour, we finally arrived, only to realize we were given the wrong directions. Everyone had already eaten and Ryan had been with them. It was more of a Hey guys, bye </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/6692039180832089624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=6692039180832089624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/6692039180832089624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/6692039180832089624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-tacoma.html' title='Hello Tacoma'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-2197268040037048580</id><published>2009-08-16T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:16:03.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touring Full band!!</title><summary type='text'>First official day of tour.I've been in an SUV for 13+ hours with 5 amazing people. What have I learned so far?1. Only half of California is really the "California" we all picture. 2. Daft Punk is awesome to car-dance to. 3. "We're not in Kansas anymore" can be applied to any state.4. Chevron Gas stations are the place to "kick-it" at 1:30 am in Cottage Grove, OR.5. Everyone and their mom loves "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/2197268040037048580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=2197268040037048580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/2197268040037048580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/2197268040037048580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/08/touring-full-band.html' title='Touring Full band!!'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-3834416119057566750</id><published>2009-07-27T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:19:31.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock-n-water</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow I embark on my trip with First Presbyterians high school youth group.We're going to Rock-N-Water. A camp up near the american river. We're going white water rafting. =)The last time I went, I was actually in the youth group. That was about 5 years ago. Wow Im old..To be honest It caught me off-guard. Something that would fall under the "Random" Category in my book.Only because it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/3834416119057566750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=3834416119057566750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3834416119057566750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3834416119057566750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/07/rock-n-water.html' title='Rock-n-water'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-5965915767126980239</id><published>2009-07-25T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:50:50.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home.</title><summary type='text'>Today I found out that one of my younger cousins, whom I haven't seen in about 3 years, was in town. He had actually been in town for 2 weeks. For some reason my family members didn't have a number to give him that would put him through to me. My aunt finally called me today telling me to call him. I did. He moved with his family across the country about 6-7 years ago. We haven't kept in touch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/5965915767126980239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=5965915767126980239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/5965915767126980239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/5965915767126980239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-to-you-thoughts.html' title='Welcome Home.'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-3299189258053386276</id><published>2009-05-12T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:10:34.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Denny&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The New Divide'/><title type='text'>Hanging out with The New Divide</title><summary type='text'>So The New Divide (myspace.com/thenewdivide) Came down to hang out and take some promos (myspace.com/anthropologyimages) and it was quite the night. Not only did we take pictures we created pieces of timeless art, and timeless memories. Aaron was doing backflips while Jess was shooting him and we got some pretty cool pictures. Doug tried getting his very cool tattoo in as many shots as possible, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/3299189258053386276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=3299189258053386276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3299189258053386276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3299189258053386276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/05/hanging-out-with-new-divide.html' title='Hanging out with The New Divide'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-937788877058646766</id><published>2009-04-13T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:18:57.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause and let go</title><summary type='text'>Im still processing the thoughts and emotions of being in Mexicali for a week, so those blogs will come later. But now that Im back into my old lifestyle, of going to school, finding a job, finding money, looking for a sign I'm doing something right. Something I learned about myself while being in Mexico was how easy it is for me to worry. It's something I have to battle with every single day of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/937788877058646766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=937788877058646766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/937788877058646766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/937788877058646766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/04/pause-and-let-go.html' title='Pause and let go'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-1605635048059938864</id><published>2009-04-02T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:09:55.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagel bites</title><summary type='text'>I still remember the old commercials when bagel bites first came out. Well...I remember the song at least. As Im eating these delicious little mixes of bagels and pizza I think about what came first?Is it a pizza turned into a bagel, or a bagel turned into a pizza? I guess sort of a chicken or egg type deal. Either way, It still tastes good. =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/1605635048059938864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=1605635048059938864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/1605635048059938864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/1605635048059938864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/04/bagel-bites.html' title='Bagel bites'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-8080209545666040170</id><published>2009-03-18T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:04:12.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naps</title><summary type='text'>Lately, sleep has been a chore for me. So I just took a two hour nap, &amp; it was absolutely refreshing. I love waking up early and taking naps in the mid afternoon sun. It seems to make my day longer. I welcome them as often as they come.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/8080209545666040170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=8080209545666040170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/8080209545666040170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/8080209545666040170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/03/naps.html' title='Naps'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-3509861402795779053</id><published>2009-03-17T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:04:46.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>And the result is...</title><summary type='text'>Going to bed at 2 a.m. with a thoughts as busy as calculus problems took its toll and resulted in me waking late and therefore being late to my class, that I have to drive 35 min too. However there is something about waking up in the morning and knowing that you have "extra" time, that makes you feel as though you've just won a million dollars. "Congratulations! You just won extra time!". Time is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/3509861402795779053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=3509861402795779053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3509861402795779053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/3509861402795779053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-result-is.html' title='And the result is...'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-8618248938507512945</id><published>2009-03-17T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:04:39.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>"And that's my new philosophy"</title><summary type='text'>Last week I attend (and had a minor role in) a school play a few friends of mine were in. A friend of mine sang a song, and did a very good job, about her "new philosophy" and it made me think. In my philosophy class some pretty "out there" ideas are stated. For example, "Movement is impossible....Kings only rule and have no knowledge, while philosophers do....'Doggie's have doggie virtues that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/8618248938507512945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=8618248938507512945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/8618248938507512945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/8618248938507512945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-thats-my-new-philosophy.html' title='&quot;And that&apos;s my new philosophy&quot;'/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4224876300594840380.post-4911627160870932748</id><published>2009-03-17T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:49:53.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people find it hard to discern if they're still sleeping when their eyes are widely introduced to a fuzzy ceiling in the morning. Other's wait all night for the relief of dreams and escape from the world outside they're window. What's my case? I wish I could be as tired as I am when I wake up in the morning, when I am wanting so badly to be asleep along with the rest of the world at 2 a.m. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/feeds/4911627160870932748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4224876300594840380&amp;postID=4911627160870932748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/4911627160870932748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4224876300594840380/posts/default/4911627160870932748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renevelarde.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-people-find-it-hard-to-discern-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Rene Velarde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05103167934768614518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQP7ljkSuTk/SvNy96CSEmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g3Dy9Ft_Mxo/S220/Photo+104.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
