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"Addiction is a serious disease; it will end with jail, mental institutions or death...Now Amy Winehouse is dead, like many others whose unnecessary deaths have been retrospectively romanticised, at 27 years old. Whether this tragedy was preventable or not is now irrelevant. It is not preventable today. We have lost a beautiful and talented woman to this disease. Not all addicts have Amy's incredible talent. Or Kurt's or Jimi's or Janis's, some people just get the affliction."&lt;br /&gt;
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"O vício é uma doença séria que acaba em cadeia, instituição mental ou morte... Agora Amy Winehouse está morta, como muitos outros cujas mortes desnecessárias foram romantizadas no retrospecto, aos 27 anos. Perguntar se essa tragédia era evitável ou não é irrelevante agora. Hoje não há mais nada a fazer. Perdemos uma mulher linda e talentosa para essa doença. Nem todos os viciados tem o talento incrível de Amy. De Kurt, Jimi ou Janis, alguns só tem a mesma aflição".&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bate-papo com blogueiros no lançamento da Festa do Teatro no Espaço Parlapatôes (01/06/11)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Eu sempre penso que São Paulo é uma cidade que adora coisas "exclusivas", &amp;nbsp;a gente acha que é muito bacana aquilo que é para poucos, mas que tal fazer um programa inclusivo só pra variar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Neste fim de semana acontece a Festa do Teatro, são 40 mil ingressos gratuitamente para mais de 150 peças em cartaz na cidade de São Paulo entre os dias 03 e 12 de junho. A distribuição será realizada nos dias 02, 03 e 04 de junho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Festa para todos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Já que o principal objetivo dos organizadores é a democratizar o acesso aos equipamentos culturais algumas novidades foram implantadas nesse terceiro ano da festa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Áudio-descrição e legendagem os deficientes visuais e auditivos terão sessões &lt;a href="http://festadoteatro.com.br/novidades/festa-para-todos/"&gt;especiais&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Espetáculos vão ser montados nos CEU´s para a população&lt;a href="http://festadoteatro.com.br/novidades/festa-na-comunidade/"&gt; local&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Todas as pessoas que retirarem o par de ingressos nos postos de distribuição ganharão um código online para assistir as peças disponíveis no site&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cennarium.com/teatro"&gt;cennarium.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; A &lt;b&gt;Festa do Teatro&lt;/b&gt; é promovida pelo grupo Parlapatões, pela Chaim Produções e pela J.Leiva Cultura &amp;amp; Esporte e patrocinada pelo Grupo CCR. Pelo terceiro ano consecutivo, o evento ressalta a vocação da cidade para a cultura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://festadoteatro.com.br/"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/a&gt; para ver a lista completa dos postos de distribuição e espetáculos disponíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Veja também: &amp;nbsp;mais sobre a Festa do Teatro -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://www.samshiraishi.com/festa-do-teatro/" href="http://www.samshiraishi.com/festa-do-teatro/" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A vida como a vida quer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Esse negócio de "Vá ao Teatro mas não me chame" não poderia estar mais fora de moda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mais novidades em&lt;a href="http://www.uniqlo.com/jp/corp/eng/projects/"&gt; Uniqlo Creative Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-206181303782313511?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/206181303782313511/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-odeio-uniqlo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/206181303782313511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/206181303782313511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-odeio-uniqlo.html" title="Eu odeio a UniqLo!" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/TJQfJObdixI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZjvQgdHNrYk/s72-c/UNIQLO+TUNES_08.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMQ3w9fSp7ImA9WxNaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-876515869134923336</id><published>2009-11-08T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:01:22.265-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T19:01:22.265-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="geyse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="editorial" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comportamento" /><title>INDECENTE!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/Mundo/foto/0,,21156952,00.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="10" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/Mundo/foto/0,,21156952,00.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A mulher é um ser que deve ser submisso à vontade masculina, encaixar-se em papéis pré-determinados quando for solicitada. A ela não é permitido vestir, namorar, trabalhar, ou pensar conforme seu próprio julgamento. Mais de uma vez recebemos essa mensagem de forma cada vez menos sutil.&lt;br /&gt;
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Geyse, a menina do vestido da Uniban, teve a ousadia de desafiar a regra e de vestir o que lhe parecia adequado segundo sua vontade. Por tamanha afronta foi expulsa. A universidade presta assim, um serviço de deseducação aos seus alunos e para a sociedade em geral, é a afirmação da conduta de gangue, do linchamento moral e da coisificação da mulher como comportamento aceito e premiado.&lt;br /&gt;
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O que me deixa surpresa é que infelizmente essa lógica  é ratificada por muitas mulheres, não foram poucas as que disseram: "Ah, também ela provocou...", inclusive entre as próprias colegas. Numa completa inversão de valores a vítima é culpada pelo crime.&lt;br /&gt;
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Essa é a mesma lógica que matou a um ano a jovem Eloá Cristina Pimentel, afinal o comandante da PM não ordenou o abate do agressor porque ele era "só um jovem com o coração partido". A mesma que encara com naturalidade a violência doméstica porque cabe ao homem julgar e punir o comportamento inadequado.&lt;br /&gt;
Isso sim, é que é indecente!&lt;br /&gt;
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Um update lembrando o dia da não violência contra a mulher (25/11), existe um serviço federal chamado &lt;a href="http://200.130.7.5/spmu/portal_pr/atendimento/central.htm" linkindex="12"&gt;Ligue 180&lt;/a&gt; que dá &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;atendimento para mulheres em situação de risco. Física, psicológica, econômica, sutil ou explícita o importante e não se calar sobre a violência quer sejamos vítimas ou testemunhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is it, é na verdade um grande making of, ainda não vi o filme mas o que me surpreendeu nos trailers foi constatar que Michael estava realmente motivado e parecia feliz trabalhando em seu show. Nada que pudesse antecipar a tragédia que estava por vir...&lt;br /&gt;
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O filme fica em cartaz apenas 2 semanas &lt;a href="http://www.guiadasemana.com.br/Sao_Paulo/Cinema/Filme/This_Is_It.aspx?id=2949" linkindex="29"&gt;veja aqui as salas de exibição em São Paulo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Um mosaico constuído com as fotos do fãs reproduzindo o poster pode ser visto no &lt;a href="http://www.thisisit-fans.com/index.php?language=ptb" linkindex="30"&gt;site oficial&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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É praticamente impossível que esta seja a última vez que vamos ouvir falar de Michael Jackson, afinal além de fazer parte do inconsciente coletivo pop, ele agora faz parte de um grupo seleto de pop-stars que continua faturando após a morte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-8432541523791368115?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/8432541523791368115/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/bem-e-isso-ai.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/8432541523791368115?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/8432541523791368115?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/bem-e-isso-ai.html" title="Bem, é isso aí" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuiEX35x5_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/o4gbhjD8cRE/s72-c/michaeljacksonthisisit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8GSXcyfip7ImA9WxNVF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-6459846905502770633</id><published>2009-10-28T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:53:48.996-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-28T09:53:48.996-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="webcast" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="midias sociais" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youtube" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="u2" /><title>U-Tube - o maior espetáculo da terra.</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuhwVwzOp8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/p56J38dujL4/s1600-h/u2.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="37" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuhwVwzOp8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/p56J38dujL4/s640/u2.jpg" width="649" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O U2 transmitiu ao vivo e na íntegra o show de Los Angeles da turnê 360º. Milhões de fãs espalhados pelo mundo puderam curtir e interagir no maior espetáculo apresentado até hoje na internet. Em alguns minutos as hashtags #u2webcast e #u2 apareceram e encabeçaram o Trending Topics. Mais de 1 milhão e meio de pessoas acompanharam ao vivo, e podiam comentar através do twitter dentro do próprio canal do U2. &lt;br /&gt;
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O fato é que o negócio da música ainda não encontrou um formato desde a popularização do MP3 e dos programas de compartilhamento. As gravadoras sabem que se por um lado é preciso manter seus artistas no YouTube, por outro gostariam de receber pelos direitos autorais.A questão é: como cobrar por algo que as pessoas conseguem de graça? O próprio "No Line On the Horizon" do U2 vendeu menos do que esperado decepcionando Bono Vox.&lt;br /&gt;
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Para quem perdeu, o video ainda está disponível no canal &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/U2official%20#p/u" linkindex="38"&gt;U2official&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-6459846905502770633?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6459846905502770633/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/u-tube-o-maior-espetaculo-da-terra.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6459846905502770633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6459846905502770633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/u-tube-o-maior-espetaculo-da-terra.html" title="U-Tube - o maior espetáculo da terra." /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuhwVwzOp8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/p56J38dujL4/s72-c/u2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIGQX88fip7ImA9WxNVF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-540762327193750954</id><published>2009-10-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:15:20.176-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-28T09:15:20.176-07:00</app:edited><title>Investcamp, um camp diferente</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meumilhao.com.br/wp-content/themes/meumilhao/images/investcamp-header-logo.png" imageanchor="1" linkindex="48" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.meumilhao.com.br/wp-content/themes/meumilhao/images/investcamp-header-logo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Falando francamente, eu&amp;nbsp; e a grande maioria eu suponho, não entendo nada de mercado de capitais. O conselho que sempre ouvi em casa foi: Pra guardar dinheiro o bom mesmo é poupança! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Depois da minha visita ao investcamp aprendi que todo o bom negócio tem que passar pela calculadora antes de qualquer coisa.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Investir é uma atividade racional que não pode ser separada do emocional. Pesquisando mais, descobri que existe uma disciplina chamada Psicologia Econômica. Isso explica porque é quase irresistível uma placa de R$ 1,99.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Descobri algumas fontes que são os primeiros passos para a educação financeira:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://elaselucros.blog.uol.com.br/" linkindex="49"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bovespa.com.br/Images/LogoTopo.gif" imageanchor="1" linkindex="55" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="58" src="http://www.bovespa.com.br/Images/LogoTopo.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bmfbovespa.com.br/Mulheres/Home.asp" linkindex="56"&gt;Mulheres em ação&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E um livro muito fácil de ler e que foi sorteado entre os participantes:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Para ler, reler e consultou - principalmente antes de ir às compras.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Este blog começou em 2002,&amp;nbsp; foi durante um tempo ficou encostado e agora volta por conta das minhas andanças na twittosfera. Eu adoro, mas às vezes fica aquela vontade de dizer uma coisa mais.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sobre o geocities, o blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://migre.me/9X5W" linkindex="20"&gt;Copa do Mundo 2002&lt;/a&gt; que redescobri hoje (e que ainda vale a pena, ainda mais sabendo do final da história). fiquei pensando sobre a volatilidade da internet. Por isso mesmo não se pode deixar para amanhã o que você tem que blogar hoje.&lt;br /&gt;
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De público quero agradecer a ajuda, inspiração e dicas de pessoas como &lt;a href="http://mauriciogaia.com.br/castpod/" linkindex="21"&gt;Maurício&lt;/a&gt; (@mau10), &lt;a href="http://www.samshiraishi.com/" linkindex="22"&gt;Sam Shiraishi&lt;/a&gt; (@samegui), &lt;a href="http://lilianeferrari.com/" linkindex="23"&gt;Liliane Ferrari&lt;/a&gt; @lilianeferrari. Valeu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-6708953628094644179?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6708953628094644179/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogagens-meu-filho-blogagens.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6708953628094644179?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6708953628094644179?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogagens-meu-filho-blogagens.html" title="Blogagens meu filho, blogagens" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YMSH44fyp7ImA9WxNVFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-3848458925106805918</id><published>2009-10-26T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:26:29.037-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T12:26:29.037-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="youpix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prêmio" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><title>Melhores da Twittosfera - Youpix loading...</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuX3NKupY6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sJAs_Wwb6i4/s1600-h/youpix.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="16" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuX3NKupY6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sJAs_Wwb6i4/s640/youpix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Estive lá na terça (20/10) passada. Nesse tipo de evento discute-se muito a própria internet e isso não tira seu mérito, afinal estamos no meio de uma revolução digital que ninguém sabe como - e se - vai acabar.&lt;br /&gt;
O debate que abriu a noite estava interessante mas as respostas muito extensas derrubaram o ritmo. Me chamou atenção a "webcelebrity" &lt;b&gt;@twittess&lt;/b&gt; (entre o #fiftififti e o gancho), que segundo a própria criadora é um personagem, e que fala de si na terceira pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;
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Várias @, gosto de conhecer a gente por trás dos 140 caracteres. As categorias desse prêmio #DOJEITINHODAPIX foram:&lt;br /&gt;
*  Melhor nome de @&lt;br /&gt;
* #FollowFriday do ano&lt;br /&gt;
* Melhor hashtag&lt;br /&gt;
* Twittada do ano&lt;br /&gt;
* Twitter do Ano&lt;br /&gt;
* Melhor Twitter Fake&lt;br /&gt;
* Twitteiro + chato do ano&lt;br /&gt;
* Twitter Fail do Ano&lt;br /&gt;
* Melhor Twitter NOT&lt;br /&gt;
* Twitter Musa&lt;br /&gt;
* Twitter Muso&lt;br /&gt;
* Melhor Avatar&lt;br /&gt;
* Melhor Twitter Fight&lt;br /&gt;
- A cobertura completa está no site da &lt;a href="http://www.mypix.com.br/site/materiasespeciais/youpix-melhores-da-twittosfera-09-resumao/" linkindex="17"&gt;Pix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Destaques para os emocionantes discursos da musa &lt;b&gt;@katylene&lt;/b&gt; que nós ensinou que não existe sync de áudio em Xerem e do onisciente, onipresente e onipotente &lt;b&gt;@criador&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-3848458925106805918?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/3848458925106805918/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/melhores-da-twittosfera-youpix-loading.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/3848458925106805918?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/3848458925106805918?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2009/10/melhores-da-twittosfera-youpix-loading.html" title="Melhores da Twittosfera - Youpix loading..." /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/SuX3NKupY6I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sJAs_Wwb6i4/s72-c/youpix.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMHQnY7cSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-1059828384797672139</id><published>2005-06-01T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:33:53.809-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T10:33:53.809-07:00</app:edited><title>Casamentos e vergonha alheia</title><content type="html">O que é mais brega num casamento?&lt;br /&gt;
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Laquê, pérola falsa e sapato barato.&lt;br /&gt;
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Criança chorando, se for as (os) daminhas (os) de honra, melhor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Salgadinhos de buffet, que vc já viu pelo menos umas 4 vezes com garçons diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Show (da noiva, do irmão da noiva que é DJ, do banda do primo do noivo)...&lt;br /&gt;
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Discurso (do noivo, da noiva, do padrinho, dos pais) e se for de pileque, é uma maravilha...&lt;br /&gt;
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Se for da sua família, rever aquele priminho (q vc nem lembrava a cara) e alguém lembrar que vcs eram namoradinhos qdo criança...&lt;br /&gt;
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Rever aquela tia ou prima que te pegou no colo dizer: Nossa como você cresceu! Ou pior, encontrar gente que você pegou no colo e pensar: Nossa, como cresceu!&lt;br /&gt;
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O desespero da mulherada no já famoso arremesso de buquê (recomendo ficar muuuuuuito longe, pq vc apanha mesmo não tendo a menor intenção de disputar o mimo...)&lt;br /&gt;
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E para completar, rever tudo isso na fita (já estão fazendo DVD? Assim vai direto ao ponto...) do casamento qdo vc for visitar o casal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-1059828384797672139?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/1059828384797672139/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-que-e-mais-brega-num-casamento-laque.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/1059828384797672139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/1059828384797672139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-que-e-mais-brega-num-casamento-laque.html" title="Casamentos e vergonha alheia" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY7eSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-5359325334127026342</id><published>2005-03-04T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.801-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.801-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">"Não é preciso ser novo para ser moderno, não é preciso ser velho para ser clássico" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(não sei de quem é a citação, mas adoro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-5359325334127026342?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/5359325334127026342/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/03/nao-e-preciso-ser-novo-para-ser-moderno.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/5359325334127026342?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/5359325334127026342?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/03/nao-e-preciso-ser-novo-para-ser-moderno.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY6eCp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-6976903090905734245</id><published>2005-03-04T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.810-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.810-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Ah, num güento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quem ouve a mesma música a 30 anos - tudo bem, não que a música tenha prazo de validade, mas vamos procurar dar uma variada, hein galera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como já disse o grande Belchior: "Nosso ídolos ainda são os mesmos, e as aparências não enganam não. Você diz que depois deles não apareceu mais ninguém. Mas é você que ama o passado e que não vê que o novo sempre vem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pior ainda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os muleques que nem viverão uma época determinada e ficam cultuando ídolos ultrapassados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu estou dizendo é: Conheça o passado, admire, capte o que lhe for relevante e toque pra frente (que atrás vem gente).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.slipcue.com/music/brazil/aa_imagesbrazil/caetano/veloso_portrait.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sim ele já teve algo a dizer (muito antes de "eta, eta, eta, eta")...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-6976903090905734245?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6976903090905734245/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-num-guento.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6976903090905734245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6976903090905734245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-num-guento.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY5eip7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-7015808418196881380</id><published>2005-02-02T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.822-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.822-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Aê, quando eu falo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que eu sou na verdade uma moleca, nego pensa q eu estou exagerando... confira o post abaixo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-7015808418196881380?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7015808418196881380/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/02/ae-quando-eu-falo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7015808418196881380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7015808418196881380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/02/ae-quando-eu-falo.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY4eCp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-7730917697981830054</id><published>2005-02-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.830-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.830-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 23 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/615716001995829905-7730917697981830054?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7730917697981830054/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-23-years-old-20-29-you-are.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7730917697981830054?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7730917697981830054?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-23-years-old-20-29-you-are.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY4cSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-7444455702746082434</id><published>2005-01-10T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.839-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.839-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aqui Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre dizia que a minha lápide seria &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Aqui jaz uma menina que não gostava de jazz"&lt;/span&gt;, mas cada dia mais essa máxima deixa de valer... Muito embora as manifestações de fusion ainda me causem enjôo de estômago (quem agüenta solos de 10 minutos?) ando bem suscetível às outras vertentes do gênero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem quer curtir uma coisa mais moderninha recomendo &lt;a href="http://www.mmw.net"&gt;Medeski, Martin e Wood&lt;/a&gt; como eles mesmos dizem, parece nome de escritório de advocacia, mas a proposta é fazer uma música: "muito natural, muito orgânica e muito forte"... Neste tempos em que qualquer bandinha de garagem tem cabelereiro, assessor de imprensa, manager e personal stylish, é bom ver alguém pensando no que realmente interesssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tiver sem nada para ouvir, passa lá...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-7444455702746082434?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7444455702746082434/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/aqui-jazz-eu-sempre-dizia-que-minha.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7444455702746082434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7444455702746082434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/aqui-jazz-eu-sempre-dizia-que-minha.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY-eSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-7589876296166241078</id><published>2005-01-07T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.851-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.851-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">"When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest."                                                                - Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradução mais do que livre: "Quando eu escuto música, eu nada temo. Sou invulnerável. Não vejo inimigo. Estou em contato com os primórdios e com o presente"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duuuuuuuuuuca!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-7589876296166241078?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/7589876296166241078/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/when-i-hear-music-i-fear-no-danger.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7589876296166241078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/7589876296166241078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/when-i-hear-music-i-fear-no-danger.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY9fCp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-6958266454729824932</id><published>2005-01-05T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.864-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.864-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sinceramente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cara-de-pau de certas pessoas não tem fim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.terra.com.br/mundo/interna/0,,OI449231-EI4502,00.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami fez mais estragos que guerra, diz Powell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Seu Collin Powell! Vá ver se eu estou lá na esquina! Só mesmo um país como os States pra pensar assim... Slogan da era Bush: "Make war, not love"... Sabe qual é o método pra evitar Aids por lá? Não transar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudades de Clinton, pelo menos ele f... só a Mônica....&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/615716001995829905-6958266454729824932?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/6958266454729824932/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/sinceramente-cara-de-pau-de-certas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6958266454729824932?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/6958266454729824932?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2005/01/sinceramente-cara-de-pau-de-certas.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnY8fCp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-8564223617321704088</id><published>2004-12-28T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.874-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.874-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Que loucura... Mais uma palavra se incorpora ao vocabulário Tsunami... Peraí, será que não era possível salvar 60.000 pessoas? Tem nego irresponsável no mundo inteiro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-8564223617321704088?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/8564223617321704088/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/que-loucura.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/8564223617321704088?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/8564223617321704088?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/que-loucura.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnYzeyp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-838221997439479305</id><published>2004-12-27T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.883-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.883-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-838221997439479305?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/838221997439479305/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/838221997439479305?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/838221997439479305?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnYyeSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-1455175877255901598</id><published>2004-12-27T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.891-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.891-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Diquinha musical de hoje...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vale a pena pesquisar: Jamie Cullum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jamiecullum.com/gallerynov04/Pre-show%20nerves.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muleque, abusado, pianista, jazzman, tem a manha de misturar: Nirvana, Jimmy Hendrix, Herbie Hancock, Cure e Chet Baker no mesmo caldeirão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mínimo interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Se bem que ele é a cara do Angêlo Antônio, manja? O Beija-flor?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-1455175877255901598?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/1455175877255901598/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/diquinha-musical-de-hoje.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/1455175877255901598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/1455175877255901598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/diquinha-musical-de-hoje.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnc7eCp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-4121352601676752499</id><published>2004-12-27T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.900-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.900-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Back in the high life again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dito na descrição, eu não sou muito de blog, mas de vez em quando dá realmente vontade de escrever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, como diria o falecido Collor " O tempo é o senhor da razão". Leia o post anterior (escrito a 2 anos atrás)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-4121352601676752499?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/4121352601676752499/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-in-high-life-again.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/4121352601676752499?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/4121352601676752499?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-in-high-life-again.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnc6eip7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-5984270127842958620</id><published>2002-10-05T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.912-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.912-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Recebi um e-mailzinho (anônimo, o endereço do remetente era o meu!) falando do perigo da vitória do 'castrista' Lula no Brasil era algo como 'O Brasil à beira do precipício: indução coletiva nas eleições brasileiras'  de um tal estudioso da Universidade de Madrid. Ora... &lt;b&gt; VÁ TOMAR NO CU! &lt;/b&gt; Quem manda aqui somos nós POVO BRASILEIRO!  A gente elege e caça se for preciso, mas não venha cantar de galo no meu terreiro! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/615716001995829905-5984270127842958620?l=peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/feeds/5984270127842958620/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2002/10/recebi-um-e-mailzinho-anonimo-o.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/5984270127842958620?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/615716001995829905/posts/default/5984270127842958620?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peroloquepasaes.blogspot.com/2002/10/recebi-um-e-mailzinho-anonimo-o.html" title="" /><author><name>Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12209228646330453649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hP-skghyhkU/St-xVKryjSI/AAAAAAAAANk/pwvXM9U_svc/S220/djmisscloud08.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFQnc5eSp7ImA9WxNVFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-615716001995829905.post-3471012335025425641</id><published>2002-10-05T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:13:33.921-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T08:13:33.921-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Adorei isso!!! 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