<?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-12647732</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:41:49.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inquisitive Hand Blogger Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A Blogger Blog for Religion, Money and Conspiracy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-112748481603362592</id><published>2005-09-23T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T15:25:13.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotmail Getting a Facelift</title><summary type='text'>So here's what happened. On a normal day I usually come home to a nice warm cup of something and just get to relax. Today was no different. However, usually when I switch on the computer and then navigate to the Hotmail website, I expect to simply check my mail and then for my day to move on. But today that did not happen, Hotmail refused to let me in! I needed to know what was going on, I needed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112748481603362592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112748481603362592&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112748481603362592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112748481603362592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/09/hotmail-getting-facelift.html' title='Hotmail Getting a Facelift'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-112723449644125662</id><published>2005-09-20T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:59:48.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Human 'Slothful' Being</title><summary type='text'>Human beings are funny. Everyday I just see them floating around with their legs, so assure of themselves. How slothful and gloomy. Don't you feel like just shouting at some of them? "Oi! You! Wake uuuuupppppp!!!!". But of course, the perfect moment never comes to execute this phrase and so I'm left wondering, even observing this vulgar species.Awareness. What a funny thing. To be aware. What </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112723449644125662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112723449644125662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112723449644125662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112723449644125662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/09/human-slothful-being.html' title='The Human &apos;Slothful&apos; Being'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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-12647732.post-112695810042151396</id><published>2005-09-17T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:02:47.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blogger Search System</title><summary type='text'>Google has finally released a long overdue Blog Search. I don't know about you, but I have been waiting for this feature for about a half a year now and am glad that it is finally here. Why do we need a blog search? Simple. Blogs are a quick way to get a feel for what people are thinking on any topic. Just type in your term and whammo! You get blog entry after blog entry from people like you and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112695810042151396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112695810042151396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112695810042151396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112695810042151396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogger-search-system.html' title='The Blogger Search System'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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-12647732.post-112654835191688609</id><published>2005-09-12T18:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:35:01.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Running out of Time</title><summary type='text'>I'm running out of time,I've forgotton the taste of the sublimebliss, is now like a chime,Ringing softly when it's time to die.I run, to open the door,But I can't see the floor,I am drawn to ask,Is reality really just a mask?I run, to help the dead,But I can't see the medic,I said, "I am mortified to question,What is our destination?"I run, to the mirror,But I can't see myself any clearer,I said,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112654835191688609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112654835191688609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112654835191688609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112654835191688609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/09/running-out-of-time.html' title='Running out of Time'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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-12647732.post-112594071132116219</id><published>2005-09-05T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T19:53:30.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attack of the Brain Balls</title><summary type='text'>It was November the 28th, the year was 208008 CE and over the last 20 millennia the world had changed so drastically that a person could not tell who was human, machine, or a hydroplastercine-based lifeform. Earth and the other planets had suffered vast wars, disputes and rebellions for many tens of thousands of years. When cities fell, they were rebuilt. When people died, they were revived. When</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112594071132116219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112594071132116219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112594071132116219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112594071132116219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/09/attack-of-brain-balls.html' title='The Attack of the Brain Balls'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-112353228799072653</id><published>2005-08-08T21:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:17:09.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Dissing</title><summary type='text'>The art of "Dissing" is very widespread amongst the youth of day, which unfortunately for you, includes me. The new age of millennium children are now born with an inherent ability to be able to diss anyone, anywhere and ofcourse, at any time. For those of you who are not aware of the entire "Ghetto" social system of teenagers, then my definition of Dissing may help to get you familiarised with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112353228799072653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112353228799072653&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112353228799072653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112353228799072653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/08/art-of-dissing.html' title='The Art of Dissing'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-112197703774730214</id><published>2005-07-21T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:23:39.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Obesity in the States</title><summary type='text'>I'm currently on holiday in the States and my experience so far has been very enlightening, not to say the least. I've seen the Statue of Liberty (which is about as big as my house), Penn Station, Empire State Building and even the US Postal Service HQ in Central New York. However, out of all of the amazing sites I have seen, the most intriguing has to be the people. I must go back to a statement</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112197703774730214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112197703774730214&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112197703774730214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112197703774730214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/07/obesity-in-states.html' title='Obesity in the States'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-112029978180658828</id><published>2005-07-02T11:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:00:32.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is there so Much Suffering?</title><summary type='text'>Yet again, I'm moving from being a Jockey into my serious mode (for the moment) to discuss an infinitely more complex and contentious issue of "Why is there so much suffering, if God is all-loving?", as I've briefly discussed with Black Cat in the wonderful comments blogger blog feature. A week ago there was the Live 8 concert to help end the debt of the third world countries and hopefully give </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/112029978180658828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=112029978180658828&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112029978180658828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/112029978180658828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-is-there-so-much-suffering.html' title='Why is there so Much Suffering?'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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-12647732.post-111952995748075443</id><published>2005-06-23T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:09:29.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting A Passport Photograph in a Mall</title><summary type='text'>So here is the deal people, I needed a passport sized photograph for (surprise, surprise) renewing my outdated and somewhat half incinerated passport. However, the local Chemists, who usually I would go to, to get a nice photo taken were closed due to it being the Lunch hour. Slight panic and nausea. What do I do?After sipping my half cup of golden Yogi tea, I realised that the only probable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111952995748075443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111952995748075443&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111952995748075443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111952995748075443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/06/getting-passport-photograph-in-mall.html' title='Getting A Passport Photograph in a Mall'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111894761501651666</id><published>2005-06-16T18:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T18:14:33.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Meaning to Your Life</title><summary type='text'>I ask you an old age and highly cliche question, "What is the meaning of life?". Hmm. I can't hear you...what did you say? Ohh..you don't know. What a shame. Well let me give you a few ideas:Eating to Death after coming off the AtkinsMeeting the Buddha himself in sheer meditationMeeting Death herself (note: not himself)To live a life of Pop and Rock'n'Roll dudeTo die a natural and highly warped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111894761501651666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111894761501651666&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111894761501651666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111894761501651666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-meaning-to-your-life.html' title='A New Meaning to Your Life'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111849035179021953</id><published>2005-06-11T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:14:57.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incitement to Religious Hatred</title><summary type='text'>As you all should know by now (I only found out yesterday), the Public Order Act 1986 is being extended to make it an offence to incite Religious Hatred (I already see trouble brewing). But what does this really mean? The Home Office website attempts to explain the Act (the word to focus on is 'attempts') but still I remain somewhat mystified as to what this really means, because from what I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111849035179021953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111849035179021953&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111849035179021953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111849035179021953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/06/incitement-to-religious-hatred.html' title='Incitement to Religious Hatred'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111788423467574194</id><published>2005-06-04T11:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:21:45.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking Kills Your Family Tree</title><summary type='text'> Ever heard of that white little stick that you put up your hole, I mean, in your mouth? Well, consider this statement, "People who smoke are the most intelligent people in the world". Yeah right! If you believe that, you'll believe that my great grandfather was a nepal terrorism terrorist who knew martial arts including wing chung and created an inquisitive hand blog blogger, much like this one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111788423467574194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111788423467574194&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111788423467574194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111788423467574194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/06/smoking-kills-your-family-tree.html' title='Smoking Kills Your Family Tree'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111714929363106152</id><published>2005-05-26T23:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:09:06.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it to be an "Inquisitive Hand" Person?</title><summary type='text'>For many a millennia, people have wondered "What is it to be an Inquisitive Hand Person?". Well I can tell you now, it's not an easy task (avoids the question). An inquisitive hand blog should give you all the answers you seek (as if! why isn't this blog telling me the answers then?). But really, let's not avoid the question. To be inquisitive means to be aware of all the unclaimed money that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111714929363106152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111714929363106152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111714929363106152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111714929363106152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-it-to-be-inquisitive-hand.html' title='What is it to be an &quot;Inquisitive Hand&quot; Person?'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111675271462706141</id><published>2005-05-22T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:06:06.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The "0" Comment Effect</title><summary type='text'>Hey! Chances are that no one at all is going to see your blog unless you take some time out to actually advertise it yourself. It's silly really. And even if someone, by some mystical chance, sees your blog then you'll still suffer from 'The 0 Comment Effect' where no one will leave any trace of their visit. Like at all. It's a shame really, but then again life is a shame.Funny really, that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111675271462706141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111675271462706141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111675271462706141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111675271462706141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/05/0-comment-effect.html' title='The &quot;0&quot; Comment Effect'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111575436487083202</id><published>2005-05-10T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:06:23.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't See The Point in Religion</title><summary type='text'>I can't really see the point in having different religions. Actually, I guess I'm only writing this just to make you.....yes YOU.....the reader.......angry. But, really, all you have to do is look at some of the world's most popular religions and they are full of contradictions, lies, deceit, extortionists and power crazy maniacs...and that's just me getting started! Just to take Christianity as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111575436487083202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111575436487083202&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111575436487083202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111575436487083202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-see-point-in-religion.html' title='I Don&apos;t See The Point in Religion'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12647732.post-111521923621830639</id><published>2005-05-04T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:18:54.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Chose an Inquisitive Hand Blogger Blog</title><summary type='text'>Welcome people to my new Blog. You know, the first time I heard about blogs was from Google.com, they actually bought this blogger system from some geeky students that were developing it and who were nearly broke (shame on them, they are the victims of a large corporation buying them out and making billions out of their entire livelihood. The only thing that can be said is SHAME!).It's funny how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/feeds/111521923621830639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12647732&amp;postID=111521923621830639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111521923621830639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12647732/posts/default/111521923621830639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inquisitivehand.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-i-chose-inquisitive-hand-blogger.html' title='Why I Chose an Inquisitive Hand Blogger Blog'/><author><name>Jazz</name><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>
