<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:09:54 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Kind of Blog</title><description>Um "lugar metafísico" para partilhar....um momento, um livro, um lugar, uma música, um pensamento, um poema, um filme, um mergulho, uma viagem, uma história, um sorriso, uma lágrima, uma opinião, uma receita, uma fotografia, uma conversa, uma ideia....enfim, tudo aquilo que nos habita! Ella &amp; Louis</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>643</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5973786283201482323</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T22:09:54.925Z</atom:updated><title>Catchy tune...</title><description>Ultimamente há 2 músicas que vão alternando na minha cabeça:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta:  &lt;a href="http://blackeyedpeas.dipdive.com/#/~/videoplayer/0/undefined/76361/~/"&gt;http://blackeyedpeas.dipdive.com/#/~/videoplayer/0/undefined/76361/~/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e esta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Z6H-MlsbkY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Z6H-MlsbkY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-5973786283201482323?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/catchy-tune.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-879748184214384768</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T00:00:07.545+01:00</atom:updated><title>Porque nunca me passou pela cabeça colocar esta criatura aqui no estaminé...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/Stj6pjvkfNI/AAAAAAAABCs/Cvw7OoUVSLg/s1600-h/hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/Stj6pjvkfNI/AAAAAAAABCs/Cvw7OoUVSLg/s400/hitler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393336145652514002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cordialmente roubado &lt;a href="http://bitaites.org/"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-879748184214384768?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/porque-nunca-me-passou-pela-cabeca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/Stj6pjvkfNI/AAAAAAAABCs/Cvw7OoUVSLg/s72-c/hitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5279564037385773009</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T20:14:46.803+01:00</atom:updated><title>Arch Voyeur - II</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Solução para estúdio de tectos altos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYhOcY1qcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Wd3S01d0qMY/s1600-h/Apartment+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392534135845005762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYhOcY1qcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Wd3S01d0qMY/s400/Apartment+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYhAYBsBsI/AAAAAAAAAvg/qQozeM1pfvA/s1600-h/Apartment+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392533894155994818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYhAYBsBsI/AAAAAAAAAvg/qQozeM1pfvA/s400/Apartment+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYguW_AbuI/AAAAAAAAAvY/NtyYlb2eQrY/s1600-h/Apartment+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392533584638668514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYguW_AbuI/AAAAAAAAAvY/NtyYlb2eQrY/s400/Apartment+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Valentin Apartment designed by Emmanuel Combarel Dominique Marrec architects via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vectroave.com/2009/10/valentin-apartment/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vectroave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/19401866-5279564037385773009?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/arch-voyeur-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.T)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/StYhOcY1qcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Wd3S01d0qMY/s72-c/Apartment+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-8824520536286178689</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T20:35:49.637+01:00</atom:updated><title>7ª jornada</title><description>Todos os fins-de-semana dou por mim a pensar: "Mete o Barbosa!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-8824520536286178689?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-jornada.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-212251886419713191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T18:55:08.008+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mac vs PC</title><description>Vale a pena ter paciência e ver até ao fim...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgzbhEc6VVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgzbhEc6VVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-212251886419713191?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/mac-vs-pc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-2374928163727346591</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 11:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T12:50:24.827+01:00</atom:updated><title>Rio 2016!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Confesso que estava a torcer por Madrid, mais pela razão logística do que por qualquer outra, mas é díficil ficar indiferente à reacção brasileira ao anúncio. Acho que ninguém duvida que os brasileiros vão tentar (e conseguir) organizar uns Jogos em Grande, mas tenho a sensação que depois algumas derrapagens financeiras vão aparecer. Um pouco à imagem do Euro 2004.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388339173768899266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/Ssc57g3RKsI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQ_YNlBhvt8/s320/rio2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Alguém alinha numa viagem à cidade maravilhosa em Agosto de 2016?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-2374928163727346591?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/10/rio-2016.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/Ssc57g3RKsI/AAAAAAAAACM/EQ_YNlBhvt8/s72-c/rio2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-8829322739960919582</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T20:10:57.624+01:00</atom:updated><title>Arch Voyeur</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDnAagD6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GICWd6CeYP0/s1600-h/paraty_080909_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385112854345027490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDnAagD6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GICWd6CeYP0/s400/paraty_080909_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDcFGOHUI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jLLx1zLbTFI/s1600-h/paraty_080909_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385112666623581506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDcFGOHUI/AAAAAAAAAu4/jLLx1zLbTFI/s400/paraty_080909_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDRVJuMQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7eqbVWvdmdg/s1600-h/paraty_080909_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385112481954672898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDRVJuMQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7eqbVWvdmdg/s400/paraty_080909_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link: The Paraty House by Marcio Kogan Architects" href="http://www.contemporist.com/2009/09/08/the-paraty-house-by-marcio-kogan-architects/" rel="bookmark"&gt;The Paraty House by Marcio Kogan Architects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-8829322739960919582?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/arch-voyeur.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.T)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SrvDnAagD6I/AAAAAAAAAvA/GICWd6CeYP0/s72-c/paraty_080909_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-2896173020974560029</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 10:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T11:11:06.580+01:00</atom:updated><title>Nomes</title><description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois de algumas conversas recentes, nunca é demais reforçar: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ionline.pt/conteudo/24277-pense-duas-vezes-antes-dar-um-nome-bizarro-ao-seu-filho"&gt;http://www.ionline.pt/conteudo/24277-pense-duas-vezes-antes-dar-um-nome-bizarro-ao-seu-filho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-2896173020974560029?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/nomes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-7295434900351900839</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T23:49:00.655+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mamã quando for grande quero ser assim...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SrqiY6cn9vI/AAAAAAAABCc/xPb6iPq_OoQ/s400/9139oneshoulderdress9958Web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384794853364725490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mas parece-me que dada a "elevada sofisticação" que o meu emprego requer já ficaria satisfeita com a que se segue....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SrqigL8PfPI/AAAAAAAABCk/aN3rEF9P3Kg/s400/9229NYT0420Web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384794978319826162" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daqui!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ps. Dada a frivolidade dos meus ultimos post's vou dormir que isto deve ser um misto de cansaço e sono! Ella&lt;/div&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/19401866-7295434900351900839?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/mama-quando-for-grande-quero-ser-assim.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SrqiY6cn9vI/AAAAAAAABCc/xPb6iPq_OoQ/s72-c/9139oneshoulderdress9958Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5980738197479657146</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 22:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T23:21:07.064+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Venho por este meio congratular pela coragem o Senhor que hoje se passeava ao fim do dia de bicicleta pela Avenida Marginal envergando somente uma tanga! É caso para dizer... É preciso ter tomates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A toda a população masculina que por aqui passar... usar tanga não é bonito, não é sexy e muito menos favorece algum de vós. Não fica bem nem na praia e muito menos a passear-se na via pública! Tenho dito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-5980738197479657146?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/venho-por-este-meio-congratular-pela.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-6572466124170487323</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T23:17:52.720+01:00</atom:updated><title>RESTART</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/Srap8nsD5SI/AAAAAAAAACE/veSQLEsIw1k/s1600-h/DESLIG~1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383677263479039266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/Srap8nsD5SI/AAAAAAAAACE/veSQLEsIw1k/s320/DESLIG~1.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SraoM2QcLMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iKvS0t7Yewo/s1600-h/DESLIG~1.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SraoM2QcLMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iKvS0t7Yewo/s1600-h/DESLIG~1.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O Que eu daria por uma botãozinho destes!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-6572466124170487323?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/restart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/Srap8nsD5SI/AAAAAAAAACE/veSQLEsIw1k/s72-c/DESLIG~1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-3994168380555549089</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T23:36:38.217+01:00</atom:updated><title>Eleições II</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SrK5XnPZojI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wW_UWoiilB0/s1600-h/brain-763982-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382568319982871090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SrK5XnPZojI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wW_UWoiilB0/s200/brain-763982-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ultimamente tenho tido algumas "discussões" (não no mau sentido) sobre as eleições com vários amigos. Algumas são diferenças ideológicas que são de sempre e nunca irão desaparecer, outras divergências pontuais sobre as medidas que podem resultar e até há aqueles casos em que as ideias são semelhantes, mas simplesmente vamos votar em partido diferentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Confesso que estou a achar piada a esta "confusão" e sobretudo ao facto de sentir que pessoas se estão realmente a importar com os resultados das eleições e com as implicações que podem ter. O único problema é que não me parece que seja representativo da maioria da população. Espero enganar-me, porque admito que não consigo perceber que quase 40% das pessoas não vote... ainda mais do que não consigo perceber o que aqueles 7% têm na cabeça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: Sim, P. eu sei que a tolerância não é o meu ponto forte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-3994168380555549089?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/eleicoes-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SrK5XnPZojI/AAAAAAAAAB0/wW_UWoiilB0/s72-c/brain-763982-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-8533195899164220797</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 17:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T19:48:27.717+01:00</atom:updated><title>Popzinha kind of road music</title><description>&lt;object id="flashObj" width="389" height="330" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=301939184" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=33565520001&amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=301939184" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=33565520001&amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="389" height="330" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ella: A ScarJo já não está tão cliché... Agora é morena... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-8533195899164220797?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/ella-pelo-menos-agora-scarlett-nao-esta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.T)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-4574566759640164654</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 21:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T22:45:59.189+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pH457WZsPq4/Sqlzj8FQhII/AAAAAAAADS4/VBSgS_EWncc/s1600-h/DSC_2934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pH457WZsPq4/Sqlzj8FQhII/AAAAAAAADS4/VBSgS_EWncc/s400/DSC_2934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379958291131565186" 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/19401866-4574566759640164654?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Profundezas)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pH457WZsPq4/Sqlzj8FQhII/AAAAAAAADS4/VBSgS_EWncc/s72-c/DSC_2934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-3776292498588146872</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T19:59:26.672+01:00</atom:updated><title>A vida é muito injusta.</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SqlMX3b1Y9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/SCGE_13cKUk/s1600-h/BLACK_SQUARE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379915202772165586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SqlMX3b1Y9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/SCGE_13cKUk/s400/BLACK_SQUARE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; Hang in there Poli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-3776292498588146872?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/vida-e-muito-injusta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mr.T)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NvlSLc9Xr5Q/SqlMX3b1Y9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/SCGE_13cKUk/s72-c/BLACK_SQUARE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-7042347715700175485</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 19:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T20:39:44.934+01:00</atom:updated><title>Eleições</title><description>Quando faltam 21 dias para as eleições pode ser que dê uma ajuda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bussolaeleitoral.pt/"&gt;http://www.bussolaeleitoral.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu caso tirou as últimas dúvidas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-7042347715700175485?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/09/eleicoes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-2987209091685930008</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T17:15:18.605+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mac Morse ... _ _ _ ...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SpQNcqXcv3I/AAAAAAAABB8/k7Fmg1_3Di4/s1600-h/bad+mac.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SpQNcqXcv3I/AAAAAAAABB8/k7Fmg1_3Di4/s320/bad+mac.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373935041419984754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O impensável aconteceu. O inquebrável quebrou, o infalível faliu, o supermac não resistiu à kriptonite.&lt;br /&gt;O meu Maczinho preto esteve às beiras da morte e nem fui capaz de ouvir e perceber o seu último apelo. Pois ficam a saber que este bichozinho matreiro tem o bom senso de imitir um S.O.S em código morse através de um bip irritante quando sente que não tem hipóteses de voltar a abrir o olho. Fantástico não é? Não percebi à primeira...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, depois de uma noite de  desespero, angústia, renúncia e por fim luto, o abençoado técnico da &lt;a href="http://www.tbstore.pt/"&gt;TB Store&lt;/a&gt; ligou-me de manhã com o melhor dos diagnósticos: o meu Mac fugira da luz e, com uma pequena reparação de firmware e uma bateria nova, estaria de novo tão bom quanto o primeiro dia em que navegámos juntos pela internet e fizemos música até ao fim do dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Mac Knight returns, alive and ready to rock'and roll!! (literalmente...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis feliz :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-2987209091685930008?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/08/mac-morse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SpQNcqXcv3I/AAAAAAAABB8/k7Fmg1_3Di4/s72-c/bad+mac.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5209338093047432443</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 21:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T22:48:35.145+01:00</atom:updated><title>Reflexão... Ou perda de tempo...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os Take That estão para a música como os chumaços estão para a moda: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não eram bonitos na altura e não é agora que vão ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-5209338093047432443?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/08/reflexao-ou-perda-de-tempo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-8611666873615301028</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T00:10:35.972+01:00</atom:updated><title>Cheers!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SmZKU2-EkrI/AAAAAAAABB0/_58iccikmGM/s1600-h/apple_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SmZKU2-EkrI/AAAAAAAABB0/_58iccikmGM/s400/apple_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361054128644854450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Apple Computer Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-8611666873615301028?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SmZKU2-EkrI/AAAAAAAABB0/_58iccikmGM/s72-c/apple_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5766145483830358386</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T13:13:46.039+01:00</atom:updated><title>Isto promete...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SliBwWPzcgI/AAAAAAAABBs/Eju2PIIgx5A/s1600-h/500-days-of-summer-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SliBwWPzcgI/AAAAAAAABBs/Eju2PIIgx5A/s400/500-days-of-summer-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357174424362775042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E de onde surgiu esta voz "super sexy"? Se bem me lembro, até à pouco tempo, a voz do menino do "Terceiro calhau a contar do sol" era bem mais fininha!&lt;br /&gt;No filme descobri estes rapazes Australianos com musicas muito engraçadinhas... Adoro o nome da banda!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Temper Trape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetempertrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweet Disposition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1XAITacPM4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1XAITacPM4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-5766145483830358386?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/07/isto-promete.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SliBwWPzcgI/AAAAAAAABBs/Eju2PIIgx5A/s72-c/500-days-of-summer-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5174877938922145493</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 21:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T12:40:50.473+01:00</atom:updated><title>Um livro e um filme II</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SlEayUhYYtI/AAAAAAAABBk/O4h8kLdZTY0/s1600-h/MV5BMTIwOTQ0ODY4NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTM2ODc2._V1._SX475_SY326_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SlEayUhYYtI/AAAAAAAABBk/O4h8kLdZTY0/s400/MV5BMTIwOTQ0ODY4NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTM2ODc2._V1._SX475_SY326_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355090883724731090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stealing Beauty&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;i&gt;Bernardo Bertolucci&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1996&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A amizade, história de perdões incessantes. Com o passar do tempo perdemos a paciência para a história, já não nos importa perdoar e ser perdoados. Essa aeróbica interior cansa, miúda. Eras tão obsessiva em tudo. Queria roubar-te a obsessão, ter outra vez os teus vinte anos. Mas eu era já demasiado velho, voltava a ser novo, como as crianças, trocando um brinquedo pelo outro, respondendo ao brilho da próxima mão, existindo à superfície das coisas, táctil. A sabedoria do gozo, avessa à ciência do prazer. A felicidade esgotava-te, o sofrimento exaltava-te, nada era fácil para ti. "Como podes ter vivido tanto e ser tão leve?", perguntavas-me. Eu respondia-te apenas com um sorriso. Ai de ti, se descobrisses que viver demasiado é desistir da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazes-me Falta&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inês Pedrosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O retrato da amizade para além das barreiras do tempo e da ausência. Um livro feito das palavras que ficam por dizer para além da eternidade e do peso de as "transportar".&lt;br /&gt;Ella&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/19401866-5174877938922145493?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-livro-e-um-filme-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svM5WoTn9go/SlEayUhYYtI/AAAAAAAABBk/O4h8kLdZTY0/s72-c/MV5BMTIwOTQ0ODY4NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMTM2ODc2._V1._SX475_SY326_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-6770215514214790650</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T11:24:22.994+01:00</atom:updated><title>Pina Bausch</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jm70fMM3JAk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jm70fMM3JAk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soube da notícia ontem, ao folhear o Diário de Avisos!&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei estarrecida, não podia imaginar que não iria ver nenhum outro espectáculo dela.&lt;br /&gt;Guardo na memória o melhor espectáculo do mundo, da sua autoria: Aqua!&lt;br /&gt;Sem palavras, estamos significativamente mais pobres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-6770215514214790650?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/07/pina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Profundezas)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-3890612687689295377</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T17:16:10.054+01:00</atom:updated><title>O mundo é MESMO pequeno...</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SkuKrMjv4BI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XgSheqXCUJQ/s1600-h/world_in_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353525056770138130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SkuKrMjv4BI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XgSheqXCUJQ/s320/world_in_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O que dizer quando em plena Noruega, um mexicano aborda um grupo de portugueses (onde eu me incluia) dizendo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- " São portugueses? Eu sou mexicano, mas o meu pai nasceu nas Caldas da Rainha...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-3890612687689295377?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-mundo-e-mesmo-pequeno.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Djibicou)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YF0OHy_35Mg/SkuKrMjv4BI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XgSheqXCUJQ/s72-c/world_in_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-6557216680986798786</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T19:11:14.229+01:00</atom:updated><title>Porque o meu papá acreditava que os bébés vinham de cegonha de Paris...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afinal não é bem isso mas é quase:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly Cloudy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Pixar allways on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="470"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.rutube.ru/b0fcd305c874b312de16cea6c515edfa"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-6557216680986798786?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/06/partly-cloudy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19401866.post-5001712579680963516</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T15:55:44.241+01:00</atom:updated><title>Hasta la vista baby!</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QUT0tweX1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QUT0tweX1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tirado do &lt;a href="http://takea-break.blogspot.com/"&gt;Take a Break&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19401866-5001712579680963516?l=thekb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thekb.blogspot.com/2009/06/hasta-la-vista-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ella_and_Louis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>