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A Rolltop acha que isso é possível. Graças as novas tecnologias de telas dobráveis de AMOLED, é bem possível que o vídeo demonstrativo acima logo salte do plano virtual para o real. Resta saber qual a viabilidade econômica de se produzir o brinquedinho. Se bem que, nos dias de hoje, isso cada vez mais tem deixado de ser problema.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A ideia para o Rolltop é de uma agência chamada &lt;a href="http://www.orkin-design.de/"&gt;Orkin Design&lt;/a&gt;, baseada na Alemanha. 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copiar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divirtam-se&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4361914733030705884-966528325827567966?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/966528325827567966/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=966528325827567966&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/966528325827567966?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/966528325827567966?v=2" 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/><title>La la la la la la la la la ....</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/SvD2ajjPddI/AAAAAAAAElU/vcRIUOG13CM/s1600-h/lalalalala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400086889297311186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/SvD2ajjPddI/AAAAAAAAElU/vcRIUOG13CM/s320/lalalalala.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje recebi um e-mail muito engraçado contendo uma lista dos 10 sites mais inúteis da internet. Para vocês terem uma idéia, um deles chama-se &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pudim.com.br"&gt;Pudim.com&lt;/a&gt;. E o que tem no tal site do pudim ? Porra nenhuma. Apenas uma foto tosca de um pudim e um endereço de e-mail embaixo. Inclusive mandei uma mensagem pro pudim, vamos ver se ele responde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Porém de todos, o que me mais me fez rir feito um abobado foi o tal &lt;a href="http://lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.com/"&gt;lalalalalalala.com&lt;/a&gt;. Você entra nele e encontra, dentro de uma página prá lá de esquisita cheia de mensagens sem pé nem cabeça, um vídeo de 5 caras vestidos de bichinho, dançando e cantando "LA LA LA LA LA LA" &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ad eternum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tem também um cronômetro pra você poder ver quanto tempo aguenta ficar assisitindo esta bobice. Sem brincadeira o troço é tão estúpido, tão idiota e tão...engraçado que depois de uns 45 segundos assistindo os bichinhos dançando fui acossado por um acesso de riso incontrolável e inexplicável.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora volta e meio me pego rindo sozinho toda vez que lembro do tal lalalalala e dos bichinhos dançando. Um deles, o ursinho que fica na ponta esquerda do vídeo dança todo atravessado em relação aos outros e o Jacaré do meio é o mais porra louca deles, gesticulando sem parar. O tubarãozinho me lembrou o Tutubarão e....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...pqp não consigo parar de rir !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-1603300962542978980?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/1603300962542978980/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=1603300962542978980&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/1603300962542978980?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/1603300962542978980?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/deVF4ZRIZ8k/la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html" title="La la la la la la la la la ...." /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/SvD2ajjPddI/AAAAAAAAElU/vcRIUOG13CM/s72-c/lalalalala.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IHR386eCp7ImA9WxNUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-3649011477016251641</id><published>2009-11-03T23:47:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:52:16.110-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-03T23:52:16.110-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curiosidades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iphone" /><title>Hotel Califórnia by IPhone</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-627be0e3e1644f03" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAIiSxp13MRsP2RXZVN7myjIt4oZKYJM-ueU_kSbZ5CKphAYFw17HHnGjp8ldm7sP9iRaXnsQh0S4F8qWolhpTUY2LFefClSdMrN-cjIAe8GesKj-2sbD3IssUniG-a0KuaX9n5r6M5O98LNqgTJs-NRzyq1hDBM3AA1vcIbWLJcmjign4G2DHCeIrmv0BSM2YqsDZL6KZMbHCDvwnKn3_cnA3dBipRMO3RhxNcVmMtA7%26sigh%3DBJFOIFhJjVXJBKf-0gv6L4lIiOc%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D627be0e3e1644f03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DlW7ilh5Sz7DUXCmd1mXsG0Rq8bg&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;
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Se na hora de brincar de "buscar o pauzinho" o guepardo resolver fugir correndo, que nem fazem alguns cães, só mesmo o Usain consegue pegar ele na corrida... Além do mais, ele pode vir a ser um ótimo companheiro de treinos para o velocista !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Brincadeiras à parte, foi muito bonito o &lt;a href="http://esporte.ig.com.br/mais/2009/11/02/bolt+adota+guepardo+no+quenia+9003915.html"&gt;gesto&lt;/a&gt; do esportista Usain Bolt. A adoção faz parte de um programa de proteção à fauna Queniana e tem também outros "paitrocinadores" como o velocista britânico Collin Jackson, que adotou um antílope africano. "Lightning Bolt" (relâmpago) como foi batizado o filhotinho de 3 meses (achei perfeito o nome) é um dos animais mais rápidos do planeta, podendo atingir velocidades de até 120 km/h. É como se ele fosse o Usain Bolt do reino animal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-1613826684187973456?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/1613826684187973456/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=1613826684187973456&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/1613826684187973456?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/1613826684187973456?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/3XHCKwAbz18/o-bichinho-de-estimacao-de-usain-bolt.html" title="O bichinho de estimação de Usain Bolt" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su-gRjSjSNI/AAAAAAAAElE/gvdwMerXBzg/s72-c/bolt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-bichinho-de-estimacao-de-usain-bolt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcNSXY_cSp7ImA9WxNUEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-4222547983716081427</id><published>2009-11-02T20:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:14:58.849-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T20:14:58.849-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Horse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Foto" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animais" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Internet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><title>Shall we dance ?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9ZygVXnVI/AAAAAAAAEk8/zvPdkX1DBkM/s1600-h/acid_picdump_63_48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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No semáforo, deixe a merda da primeira marcha engatada e quando o sinal abrir arranque. Não seja murrinha e se antecipe para o trânsito fluir rápido, não espere que o motorista de trás tenha que buzinar para a mula lembrar de andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Quando um outro motorista ligar a seta avisando que precisa entrar na pista que você está, deixe de ser fdp e deixe o cara passar. Certamente vai acontecer com você qualquer hora e não adianta ficar puto(a) e histérico(a) se o outro não deixar você entrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Se você não sabe fazer baliza, tenha humildade e procure uma vaga mais fácil ao invés de ficar atrapalhando a vida de quem está com pressa. Ah! Se você não gosta do seu carro, problema é seu. Isso não quer dizer que os outros motoristas acham legal que fiquem dando totó nos seus carros para estacionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Largue de ser burro e aprenda que se a merda da placa do radar diz "60Km/h", é 60 de verdade e não "20 Km/h" disfarçado, seu bosta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A vida anda muito corrida e o trânsito complicado, por isso, se você gosta de passear pelas vias a 30Km/h, faça isso as 5h da manhã babaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. E por falar em passear, tem aqueles vagabundos donos da rua que não saem da pista da esquerda e teimam andar a 40km/h numa pista de 80km/h. Se você ver alguém no seu retrovisor querendo passar, pode ser um mala fdp ou uma emergência. Como você não é a Mãe Diná, não vai te cair as pernas se deixar o apressadinho passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Que tal dar sinal de que vai entrar em alguma rua se você percebe que tem algum motorista esperando sua importante escolha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Se o seu namorado vai te deixar na frente do shopping, deixem as preliminares para um local apropriado. Certamente não vai ser a última vez que você vai vê-lo, portanto, dê tchau e suma do carro, cacete !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Essa é pra você, frustrado sexualmente que adora botar o rabo numa moto barulhenta: Por que você não bota a orelha na merda do escapamento aberto e acelera? Todo mundo sabe que o barulho da sua moto é inversamente proporcional ao seu tato com as mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nossa, um acidente !!! Será que machucou alguém conhecido?? Qual é, nunca viu uma merda de uma lanterna quebrada? Então anda logo seu viado (vaca) pq você não precisa ficar olhando com cara de otário(a) pra ver a desgraça dos outros ou qualquer coisinha que acontece no trânsito andando como se estivesse num cortejo fúnebre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Outra coisa que irrita são aqueles que geralmente desfilam com uma piranha (cafetão) do lado e páram o carro na vaga de idoso ou de deficiente. Isso porque tem as duas pernas e um cú funcionando, porque merecia mesmo era levar uma surra pra realmente precisar estacionar ali. Então, mesmo com pressa, deixa de ser mané(lesada) e vai procurar tua vaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Especial para nossos amigos da Polícia Militar e do DETRAN: Se é horário de movimento intenso, que tal escolher um local apropriado, parar a merda do carro e não fazer todo mundo andar a 40 Km/h prá ver a viatura nova com a merda das luzes ligadas se não tem nada acontecendo? Que tal cuidar de quem anda pelo acostamento ou tá com aquela Kombi podre e fumacenta fazendo lotação e atrapalhando todo mundo, ao invés de ficar revirando o carro dos outros pra achar uma lâmpada queimada e dizer: Ahaaaaa !!!! Como é que a gente vai fazer agora? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-3097828545300991932?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/3097828545300991932/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=3097828545300991932&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/3097828545300991932?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/3097828545300991932?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/ebnvly7pne8/dicas-de-transito-para-voce-mane.html" title="Dicas de trânsito para você, mané !" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9V0nr8mzI/AAAAAAAAEks/OQIUUuIi2d8/s72-c/caos_no_transito.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/dicas-de-transito-para-voce-mane.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMASHY6eCp7ImA9WxNUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-5012050537264832622</id><published>2009-11-02T18:51:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:30:49.810-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T19:30:49.810-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Noticia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curiosidades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brasil" /><title>Os selvagens e a mini-saia</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9IkyXn7KI/AAAAAAAAEkk/CMuTKq43Sbw/s1600-h/minisaia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399614275073862818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9IkyXn7KI/AAAAAAAAEkk/CMuTKq43Sbw/s400/minisaia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Confesso que não importa quantas vezes eu leia sobre essa barbárie que aconteceu na tal faculdade em São Bernardo, eu ainda não consigo entendê-la. Do ponto de vista moral pode-se dizer que não existe, hoje em dia, nenhum motivo para tamanho levante contra alguém que ouse, digamos, "quebrar as regras" até porque estas tais regras já foram quebradas há muito tempo. Na verdade começaram a ser quebradas desde 1960 depois que Mary Quant inventou a mini-saia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do ponto de vista cultural, então, menos ainda. O brasileiro é um povo tolerante por natureza, avesso à absurdos como o racismo e a discriminação. Não que não ocorram, ocorrem sim, mas a grande maioria de nós repudia estes comportamentos. Assim é também quando o assunto é roupa feminina. Já se foi o tempo em que a mulher não tinha a o direito de se vestir como quisesse para sair à rua com medo de ser "repreendida" pela sociedade machista e conservadora. Isto tudo, graças a Deus, ficou enterrado bem fundo lá em um passado bem distante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O fato de se julgar então fulana ou beltrana como "vagabunda" apenas por causa da roupa que vestem é tão ridiculamente prosaico e provinciano que nem em cidades menores se ouvem histórias de tal comportamento, quanto menos em grandes centros como São Paulo. E bem em meio à pessoas que se dizem "elitizadas" por frequentarem a "facul" e terem acesso ao ensino superior. Conversa !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object id="uploader" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="415" align="middle" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="10980"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="10318"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://tvig.ig.com.br/swf/playerFlash.swf?media=http://tvig.ig.com.br/Templates/RequestUrlPlayer.aspx?id=180444&amp;amp;isEmbed=true"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://tvig.ig.com.br/swf/playerFlash.swf?media=http://tvig.ig.com.br/Templates/RequestUrlPlayer.aspx?id=180444&amp;amp;isEmbed=true"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value="LT"&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="NoScale"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="333333"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://tvig.ig.com.br/swf/playerFlash.swf?media=http://tvig.ig.com.br/Templates/RequestUrlPlayer.aspx?id=180444&amp;isEmbed=true" quality="high" bgcolor="#333333" width="415" height="390" align="middle" name="uploader" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que se via nas imagens captadas pelos celulares era a ira ignara de uma turba ensandecida que berrava e se voltava contra algo que nem ao menos entendiam direito. Moralismo ? Nos tempos de hoje ? Não, improvável. A grande maioria dos ignorantes que ofendiam e ameaçavam a estudante com gritos de "sua puta, vamos te comer" não passavam de uns bostas inúteis que acham bonito bancarem os valentes quando estão com suas turminhas. Imaginem então quando se sentem apoiados por milhares de outros imbecis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bastou que algum revoltadinho de plantão lançasse o primeiro grito de PUTA para que toda a massa descerebrada descesse das árvores para acompanhá-lo quando na verdade deveriam, sim, tê-lo repreendido. Esta, senhoras e senhores, é a REAL definição da tão falada MASSA DE MANOBRA. Ela é justamente chamada assim porque é facilmente manipulada por quem quer que tenha um pouquinho mais de massa cinzenta, justamente por ser composta de indivíduos acéfalos e incapazes de pensarem por si mesmos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Que futuro nos aguarda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-5012050537264832622?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/5012050537264832622/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=5012050537264832622&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/5012050537264832622?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/5012050537264832622?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/IXrut1qExdY/os-selvagens-e-mini-saia.html" title="Os selvagens e a mini-saia" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9IkyXn7KI/AAAAAAAAEkk/CMuTKq43Sbw/s72-c/minisaia.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-selvagens-e-mini-saia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4NSHs9fip7ImA9WxNUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-8447505734765531121</id><published>2009-11-02T18:30:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:33:19.566-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T18:33:19.566-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curiosidades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artigo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Utilidade" /><title>Utilidade Pública - Serviço de Quitação Eleitoral</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9BeLTHfgI/AAAAAAAAEkc/yx4V96DKj2M/s1600-h/regras1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399606464925367810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9BeLTHfgI/AAAAAAAAEkc/yx4V96DKj2M/s400/regras1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você ainda guarda aquelas tirinhas de papel, ridículas, para comprovar que votou nas últimas eleições ? Afinal de contas sem essa comprovação não dá para tirar Passaporte, CTPS, etc. não é mesmo ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pode mandar suas tirinhas para reciclagem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta apresentar a Certidão de Quitação Eleitoral, que não custa um centavo sequer e você mesmo imprime em sua casa. Acesse &lt;a href="http://www.tse.gov.br/internet/servicos_eleitor/quitacao_blank.htm"&gt;ESTE SITE&lt;/a&gt; e preencha com os dados que você encontra no seu Título de Eleitor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-8447505734765531121?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/8447505734765531121/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=8447505734765531121&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/8447505734765531121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/8447505734765531121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/Nqw2Af3mo-8/utilidade-publica-servico-de-quitacao.html" title="Utilidade Pública - Serviço de Quitação Eleitoral" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su9BeLTHfgI/AAAAAAAAEkc/yx4V96DKj2M/s72-c/regras1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/utilidade-publica-servico-de-quitacao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAERn8_fyp7ImA9WxNUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-6437887626332766229</id><published>2009-11-02T18:08:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:28:27.147-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T18:28:27.147-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Curiosidades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poesias" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animais" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cães" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Livro" /><title>Poemas que latem</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su88g0T7ocI/AAAAAAAAEkU/njqBI4YkHgY/s1600-h/oemas-q-latem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399601012736238018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su88g0T7ocI/AAAAAAAAEkU/njqBI4YkHgY/s400/oemas-q-latem2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;No próximo dia 18 de novembro, quarta-feira, às 19h30, na Livraria da Vila da Fradique e no dia 28 de novembro, sábado, às 15h00, no Pet Center Marginal, em São Paulo, a Editora Nova Alexandria lança o livro "&lt;strong&gt;Poemas que latem ao coração&lt;/strong&gt;". Organizado por Ulisses Tavares e apresentado por Luisa Mell, este livro reúne poesias sobre cachorros e traz 50 poetas como, Olavo Bilac, José Paulo Paes, Carlos Nejar, Astrid Cabral, Glauco Mattoso, Luís Pimentel, Domingos Pellegrini, Jorge Miguel Marinho, Celso de Alencar, Marcelo Tápia, Luiz Roberto Guedes, Álvaro Alves Faria, Hamilton Faria, Ricardo Soares, Renata Paccola, Ricardo Corona, entre outros.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nas ocasiões haverá sessões de autógrafos com Ulisses Tavares, Luisa Mell e alguns dos poetas que participam desta antologia. O Pet Center Marginal fica na avenida Presidente Castelo Branco, 1795, no Pari, em São Paulo, tel.: (11) 2797-7400, e a Livraria Da Vila fica na rua Fradique Coutinho, 915, na Vila Madalena, em São Paulo, tel.: (11) 3814-5811.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os poemas, os poetas e os cachorros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;O parnasiano Olavo Bilac inspirou-se em um cachorro e escreveu o poema Plutão, que num trecho fala da fiel companhia do cão ao seu dono: "Plutão velava-lhe o sono, / Seguia-o quando acordado / O seu pequenino dono / Era todo o seu cuidado". O poema de José Paulo Paes selecionado para essa antologia fala da cena triste de um cão guardando o cadáver do seu dono e termina dizendo: "Eu não tenho cão. Será que ainda estou vivo?" Domingos Pellegrini fez um poema em homenagem a cadela Laika, lançada ao espaço dentro do Sputinik pela União Soviética, e a compara com a viagem de sua avó: "O sputinik sumiu com a Laika e você, vó subiu também para aquela moldura na parede". &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Poemas que latem ao coração !"&lt;/strong&gt; não é um livro pra quem gosta de cachorros. É para quem é apaixonado por eles. Para quem tem a plena certeza que, sem um cão, a vida seria um osso duro de roer. É também para quem compreende ou participa de movimentos, campanhas, associações de adoção de cães abandonados e contra os maus tratos aos animais. Mais que um livro, &lt;strong&gt;"Poemas que latem ao coração"&lt;/strong&gt; é um manifesto pelos seres que não podem falar.
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&lt;br /&gt;Para Carlos Nejar, que tem três poodles, Lelé, Cipião e Napoleão, "foi muito feliz a idéia desse livro e recebi com muita alegria o convite para participar dele". Nejar ama os cães por sua tão rara fidelidade e por eles também saberem nos amar. Jorge Miguel Marinho, que também tem três cachorros, Laura, Lis e Mel, participa deste livro com um poema feito em homenagem a Nero, seu cachorro de infância e parte da adolescência. Jorge Miguel deseja que todos os poetas e leitores desta feliz antologia tenham mais gestos e palavras que possam "latir ao coração". Já o poema &lt;strong&gt;Adeus&lt;/strong&gt; de Astrid Cabral fala de Fly, "um vira-lata branquinho que perdi na infância e de quem me lembro até hoje". Astrid, que atualmente não tem nenhum cachorro, recebeu o convite para participar desta antologia também com muita alegria: "É sinal de que o meu poema tocou o coração de quem leu".
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os "cachorreiros" Ulisses, Luisa e Rosa
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&lt;br /&gt;O poeta e escritor Ulisses Tavares, que organizou esta antologia e se define como "um cachorreiro desde criancinha", já fez dois Best Sellers sobre o assunto: Só não venha de calça branca - a biografia não autorizada de Tutty Antônio (Editora Saraiva) e Ferinha Mel - Retratos de um cão quando jovem (Editora Escala). Ulisses é ativista e defensor dos animais e sempre coloca um cachorro em suas histórias. A Luisa Mell foi sua inspiração para que essa antologia não fosse apenas um livro, mas pudesse reforçar o movimento pela adoção consciente e pela não violência contra os indefesos animais: "Quando eu a vi chorando por um cão maltratado, chorei junto e pensei: temos que fazer algo a respeito! Daí surgiu o &lt;strong&gt;Poemas que latem ao coração&lt;/strong&gt; !".
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&lt;br /&gt;A apresentadora e atriz Luisa Mell já é conhecida por sua luta em defesa dos animais: "Minha luta pelos animais é real, é minha causa e a minha vida". Ela abraçou a proposta deste livro e para ela &lt;strong&gt;"Poemas que latem ao coração !"&lt;/strong&gt; não é apenas um livro, é um movimento. "Se você se emocionar também, com os poemas, benvindo(a) ao clube dos cachorreiros", diz Luísa. Para viabilizar o sonho de Ulisses Tavares e Luisa Mell entrou em cena a Rosa Maria Zuccherato da Editora Nova Alexandria. Rosa também é cachorreira: "tenho duas vira-latas, grandes companheiras, sempre presentes nos bons e nos piores momentos da minha vida". Ela acredita que a poesia é a válvula de escape da alma e que a união do trabalho desses dois grandes amantes dos animais, Ulisses e Luísa, "encheu minha editora de alegria com os "&lt;strong&gt;Poemas que latem ao coração&lt;/strong&gt;". Ulisses, Luisa e Rosa já pensam num próximo título: &lt;strong&gt;"Poemas que miam ao coração !"&lt;/strong&gt;, claro, inspirados, agora nos gatos. "Já temos belos poemas sobre o assunto", anuncia Ulisses Tavares.
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&lt;br /&gt;Ulisses Tavares (escritor, compositor e dramaturgo) e Luísa Mell (apresentadora e atriz) elegeram a causa animal como bandeira de luta e de vida. Primeiro porque são cachorreiros (não criadores de cães, mas apaixonados por eles, todos) desde criancinha. Segundo, porque acreditam que, na escala evolutiva, os seres humanos são inteiramente responsáveis pelo bem estar e integridade dos seres que não podem falar ou se defender sozinhos. Mas, nem tanto por isto ou por aquilo, o importante é que amam os animais. É esse amor incondicional que gera coisas como este livro. Destinados a leitores especiais como você, que se comove com os poemas sobre cães e se identifica com a bandeira deles. A bandeira da paz, da ecologia, da convivência fraterna entre as diferenças, sejam entre os humanos ou animais.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Poemas que latem ao coração!
&lt;br /&gt;Organizado por Ulisses Tavares
&lt;br /&gt;Apresentação de Luisa Mell
&lt;br /&gt;Editora Nova Alexandria
&lt;br /&gt;120 pp. / 14 x 21 cm / ISBN: 978-85-7492-206-5 / R$ 30,00
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Informações para a Imprensa
&lt;br /&gt;Sintaxe Comunicação
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É a Mônica, minha segunda sobrinha, que veio alegrar nossas vidas junto com a irmãzinha Lara. 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A ação, feita em conjunto pela agência de publicidade &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DDB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e pela&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, foi implantada em um metrô de Estocolmo, na Suécia. Imagine que você está descendo as escadas do metrô, como faz habitualmente todos os dias, e começa a ouvir sons de piano, tocados em um ritmo que vai de acordo com os seus passos. Essa foi a proposta. As duas empresas se reuniram para criar um experimento chamado, FunTheory (algo como "teoria divertida", em inglês), uma tentativa bem ambiciosa de tentar mudar os hábitos sedentários dos moradores da capital da Suécia. Para isso, transformaram as escadas de uma estação de metrô em um piano, o que aumentou surpreendentemente o uso das escadas em 66%. O resultado você confere no vídeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-3632882931701562092?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/3632882931701562092/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=3632882931701562092&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/3632882931701562092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/3632882931701562092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/idJ1Qqg_O9w/quero-ser-grande.html" title="Quero ser grande" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/quero-ser-grande.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4BQXozfSp7ImA9WxNUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-4075399305170071929</id><published>2009-11-02T01:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:35:50.485-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T01:35:50.485-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Foto" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Internet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><title>Ultra Gay Detected</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5Tdzs_vpI/AAAAAAAAEj0/kdPUA4qI9vQ/s1600-h/gay+detected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399344774824050322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5Tdzs_vpI/AAAAAAAAEj0/kdPUA4qI9vQ/s400/gay+detected.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Ui !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-4075399305170071929?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/4075399305170071929/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=4075399305170071929&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/4075399305170071929?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/4075399305170071929?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/TRGIuzOF294/ultra-gay-detected.html" title="Ultra Gay Detected" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5Tdzs_vpI/AAAAAAAAEj0/kdPUA4qI9vQ/s72-c/gay+detected.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultra-gay-detected.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQFQ3YzfSp7ImA9WxNUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-990998384451833694</id><published>2009-11-02T01:15:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:25:12.885-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-02T01:25:12.885-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artigo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tristeza" /><title>MOTIVACIONAL</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5PAmu_xmI/AAAAAAAAEjs/AyuFfV3aXGc/s1600-h/indiasml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399339875080062562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5PAmu_xmI/AAAAAAAAEjs/AyuFfV3aXGc/s400/indiasml.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; OLHE BEM PARA ESTA FOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E lembre-se dela toda vez que você achar que a sua vida é uma droga e que nada dá certo. Quando for reclamar do sapato novo que aperta ou da batidinha que deram em seu carro. Lembre-se dessa imagem quando for reclamar do seu trabalho. Ela foi tirada em Siliguri, na Índia; Ela mostra uma mulher de 70 anos que trabalha &lt;strong&gt;quebrando pedras&lt;/strong&gt; para sobreviver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A vida não é justa, não é perfeita e não é fácil - com certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Mas para alguns, ela pode ser uma PROVAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense nisso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4361914733030705884-990998384451833694?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/990998384451833694/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=990998384451833694&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/990998384451833694?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/990998384451833694?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/shlreGotvgk/motivacional.html" title="MOTIVACIONAL" /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su5PAmu_xmI/AAAAAAAAEjs/AyuFfV3aXGc/s72-c/indiasml.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/11/motivacional.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUASHs_eCp7ImA9WxNUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361914733030705884.post-1856460945306965644</id><published>2009-11-01T22:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:37:29.540-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-01T22:37:29.540-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HQ" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Internet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humor" /><title>As idades do homem</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/Su4ppoXk2VI/AAAAAAAAEjk/k1boaEmkY7c/s1600-h/hm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397494523460439410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/SufArAP5zXI/AAAAAAAAEi0/vrmAiko5AD8/s400/sexo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E eu achando que tinha a ver com a Bolsa de Valores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Santa ignorância...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4361914733030705884-5836028093569499674?l=mystichorseman.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/feeds/5836028093569499674/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4361914733030705884&amp;postID=5836028093569499674&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/5836028093569499674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361914733030705884/posts/default/5836028093569499674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsemanBlog/~3/GfvwnUfYqrU/enquanto-isso-no-mundo-da-ciencia.html" title="Enquanto isso, no mundo da ciência..." /><author><name>Mystic Horseman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07772347964379650010</uri><email>mausouza@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01641982467422725379" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4nxiZJl1DY/SufArAP5zXI/AAAAAAAAEi0/vrmAiko5AD8/s72-c/sexo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mystichorseman.blogspot.com/2009/10/enquanto-isso-no-mundo-da-ciencia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
