<?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-7137226349687520930</id><updated>2011-07-26T12:21:27.315+02:00</updated><category term='trivia'/><category term='goodness'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='seals'/><category term='Gil Grisom'/><title type='text'>The Rainbow Serpent</title><subtitle type='html'>Find the gold in the heart of the rainbow serpent</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-6614128658355565238</id><published>2008-04-20T18:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:09:35.364+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping kitte-katto</title><content type='html'>He is very fond of IKEA and I am very fond of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SAtqm29BNMI/AAAAAAAAACI/9QYI1eWtgIo/s1600-h/sweet+dreams.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191360211293648066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SAtqm29BNMI/AAAAAAAAACI/9QYI1eWtgIo/s400/sweet+dreams.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-6614128658355565238?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/6614128658355565238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=6614128658355565238&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/6614128658355565238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/6614128658355565238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleeping-kitte-katto.html' title='sleeping kitte-katto'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SAtqm29BNMI/AAAAAAAAACI/9QYI1eWtgIo/s72-c/sweet+dreams.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-8020846299437497595</id><published>2008-04-15T15:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:44:08.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoolboy</title><content type='html'>Here is another layout, that  I made for my 6"x 6" album. It is my dad as a cute little schoolboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SASw85p2XoI/AAAAAAAAACA/t31IMNuxto4/s1600-h/skolpojken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189467230952644226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SASw85p2XoI/AAAAAAAAACA/t31IMNuxto4/s400/skolpojken.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-8020846299437497595?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/8020846299437497595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=8020846299437497595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/8020846299437497595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/8020846299437497595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2008/04/schoolboy.html' title='Schoolboy'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/SASw85p2XoI/AAAAAAAAACA/t31IMNuxto4/s72-c/skolpojken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-655705315296111539</id><published>2008-04-03T00:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:35:37.532+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bliss</title><content type='html'>A very good friend of mine has just become a mother for the second time. This is her beautiful son. Congratulations to you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R_QJWAYqR6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/iyEv2_no2VY/s1600-h/wonneproppen+magnus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184779344675489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R_QJWAYqR6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/iyEv2_no2VY/s400/wonneproppen+magnus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-655705315296111539?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/655705315296111539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=655705315296111539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/655705315296111539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/655705315296111539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-bliss.html' title='Baby Bliss'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R_QJWAYqR6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/iyEv2_no2VY/s72-c/wonneproppen+magnus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-3072357649835861815</id><published>2008-02-22T09:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T09:44:50.519+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Handcrafting = contemplating</title><content type='html'>I am one in the row of people who fell for a hobby called scrapbooking. Although, I mainly do little books and cards at the moment and I like other stuff as well so don't take the defenition of the word too seriously. For me working with my hands and being free in my creations is the best way to relax from a day full of studying. It is also a super way to contemplate on things I have read or learned, or on things that happen in my surroundings. I have always like to work with my hands but now I am determined to put away a moment each day or so just for this kind of work. Who knows, maybe later I'll post a thing or two of my creations here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-3072357649835861815?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/3072357649835861815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=3072357649835861815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3072357649835861815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3072357649835861815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2008/02/handcrafting-contemplating.html' title='Handcrafting = contemplating'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-1166751265202735664</id><published>2007-07-22T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:18:36.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>France vs. Germany = beauty vs. war?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RqNKimLWGsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vhBVFq5unRY/s1600-h/monet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089993962082933442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RqNKimLWGsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vhBVFq5unRY/s320/monet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time - no see. I have been travelling the past 3 weeks and thus had no time to be in here...but here I am again. Last week I went to Berlin, I wanted to see the city again 10 years later, and also visit the NY Metropolitan Museum of Art exhibition of the 19th-century masterpieces of the French artists (including my favourite - Claude Monet, see picture) that is currently on display at the new national gallery in Berlin &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metinberlin.org/en/home/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.metinberlin.org/en/home/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. The exhibition is called "the most beautiful Frenchmen come from New York". This got me thinking on war and disagreement between Germany and France. A couple of decades ago this exhibition would probably not be in Berlin. Since I also spent a lot of time in the jewish museum in Berlin, which by the way is one of the best museums I have ever visited, I thought a lot on the WWII. I couldn't help but thinking that when you think about Germans in Paris it is about war, and now when you think on Frenchmen in Berlin it is about beauty and art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-1166751265202735664?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/1166751265202735664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=1166751265202735664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/1166751265202735664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/1166751265202735664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/07/france-vs-germany-beauty-vs-war.html' title='France vs. Germany = beauty vs. war?'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RqNKimLWGsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vhBVFq5unRY/s72-c/monet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-3936741190828950134</id><published>2007-06-24T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:54:31.439+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seals'/><title type='text'>Things happening around seals and ice cream</title><content type='html'>Today I was strolling around in Gothenburg, where I am at the moment visting a friend of mine.  We went to Slottsparken, which is a park with some zoo-spots. When we were standing watching the seals swim around in their pool, there was a little girl next to us singing a home made song " "sälisarna", ni är ju så tjocka, ni är ju så tjocka" (seals, you are so fat, you are so fat).  During this little song she held a coin in her hands but dropped it in the water during the song. She saw it disappear in the water and then told her mum "now I am sad" and started crying. A few comforts later she was happily standing in the ice cream line, awating her reward... Why is it that we as adults cannot utter our sorrows and forget about them in the same way as the little girl, wouldn't that be nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-3936741190828950134?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/3936741190828950134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=3936741190828950134&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3936741190828950134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3936741190828950134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-happening-around-seals-and-ice.html' title='Things happening around seals and ice cream'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-2229214898284529955</id><published>2007-06-19T14:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:43:46.870+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodness'/><title type='text'>The art of being good</title><content type='html'>I've just started reading a book by the Swedish author Stefan Einhorn called "Konsten att vara snäll" (freely translated: "The art of being good"). What he wrote about people being nice to each other got me thinking about the phenomenon. He writes about three deifferent ways on looking upon in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relgious branch say that it is sort of a law of nature that rewards us when we do good and punish us when we don't. They say that the ability of differentiating between good and bad is innate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the evolution biologists branch, they say that humans are able to think ethicial because it gives us a better chance of surviving. Otherwise we would have extincted ourselves too soon or other species would have taken over because of our lack of interhuman cooperation ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sociologists on their hand, say it is all about social conventions. Humans have agreed to treat each other in a good way because we all gain from it. These norms and rules are handed down from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look upon it like this, being good becomes almost crude and not very noble, it is more a necessity to survive. In my opinion we are not at all as good to each other as we should be, so no wonder people are dying without reason all over the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-2229214898284529955?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/2229214898284529955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=2229214898284529955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/2229214898284529955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/2229214898284529955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/art-of-being-good.html' title='The art of being good'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-3073362266166227489</id><published>2007-06-17T15:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:13:54.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty of organic crop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnVA_4WUTNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eiqUWtSlGfU/s1600-h/poppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077035621132029138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnVA_4WUTNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eiqUWtSlGfU/s200/poppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love eating organic food! What I didn't realize until recently is that the growing of organic products is not only good for our bodies and the soil but it also produces beautiful fields. This is a picture of a canola field close to where I live. When you drive &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnVBIYWUTOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fGQiSc3C_zo/s1600-h/poppy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077035767160917218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnVBIYWUTOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fGQiSc3C_zo/s320/poppy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by the road the red color just springs out of all the green around, it is like the painting from Monet. So next time you are choosing between organic and non-organic products, think about the beauty it gives us and not about the extra penny it costs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-3073362266166227489?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/3073362266166227489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=3073362266166227489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3073362266166227489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3073362266166227489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/beauty-of-organic-crop.html' title='The beauty of organic crop'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnVA_4WUTNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eiqUWtSlGfU/s72-c/poppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-4234368812602401035</id><published>2007-06-16T23:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:18:54.409+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gil Grisom'/><title type='text'>Have I been watching too much CSI?</title><content type='html'>Today I realised how easy it can be to track down a person with the help of the internet. Just knowing three pieces of information such as a first name, a city and a hobby plus having some imagination and "dadaaaa" you found the person. Take care boys and girls, the internet is not at all as anonymous as the most of us users think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-4234368812602401035?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/4234368812602401035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=4234368812602401035&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/4234368812602401035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/4234368812602401035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/have-i-been-watching-too-much-csi.html' title='Have I been watching too much CSI?'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-3081882428764904764</id><published>2007-06-15T23:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:43:25.495+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>here's looking at you kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnMVO4WUTLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bNZKrytf42I/s1600-h/mina+%C3%B6gon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076424550365023410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnMVO4WUTLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bNZKrytf42I/s320/mina+%C3%B6gon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The eyes are the windows of the soul. I bet you've heard that expression before, and even if you aren't a strong believer in the koncept of us humans having a soul, you might think there is a grain of truth in it. At least we often think the eyes express our feelings. We say someone has sad eyes or glittering eyes or perhaps sexy eyes etc. Here is the hard fact: the eyes are no windows and you cannot tell anything about how&lt;br /&gt;our mood is from just looking at a couple of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;It is the muscles around the eyes that do all the&lt;br /&gt;work. The muscles contract and relax and thus&lt;br /&gt;display our different moods. But how nice would&lt;br /&gt;it be to hear that the muscles around the eyes                        &lt;br /&gt;are the windows of the soul?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and now you know why botoxed people look&lt;br /&gt;so emotionless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-3081882428764904764?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/3081882428764904764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=3081882428764904764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3081882428764904764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/3081882428764904764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/heres-looking-at-you-kid.html' title='here&apos;s looking at you kid'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/RnMVO4WUTLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bNZKrytf42I/s72-c/mina+%C3%B6gon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7137226349687520930.post-7629900053816547469</id><published>2007-06-15T13:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:37:23.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Advanced Global Personality Test Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;messy, disorganized, not rule conscious, rebellious, rash, weird, ambivalent about chaos, likes bizarre things, anti-authority, not a perfectionist, leaves many things unfinished, low self control, strange, desires more attention, romantic daydreamer, abstract, impractical, unproductive, leisurely, likes the unknow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you like to try: &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/personality_tests.html"&gt;http://similarminds.com/personality_tests.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7137226349687520930-7629900053816547469?l=therainbowserpent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/feeds/7629900053816547469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7137226349687520930&amp;postID=7629900053816547469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/7629900053816547469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7137226349687520930/posts/default/7629900053816547469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therainbowserpent.blogspot.com/2007/06/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title='Advanced Global Personality Test Results'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806757242980241499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n-oDQK_A8pM/R76JddMYFeI/AAAAAAAAABo/su4zXLnetMc/S220/bloggerbild.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
