<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774</id><updated>2026-04-29T03:38:42.675-04:00</updated><category term="Eder"/><category term="Amigos"/><category term="Junior"/><category term="Neemias"/><category term="vídeos"/><category term="tecnologia"/><category term="Família"/><category term="viagens"/><category term="Keroline"/><category term="clipes"/><category term="Braulio"/><category term="notícias"/><category term="trabalho"/><category term="AmigosdaKeroline"/><category term="Jaqueline"/><category term="Raul"/><category term="Roberto"/><category term="Silvânia"/><category term="Tiago"/><category term="poesias"/><category term="Aniversários"/><category term="Cleber"/><category term="Editorial"/><category term="Fernando"/><category term="Fernando (irmão)"/><category term="None"/><category term="Pedro Felipe"/><category term="professores"/><category term="Dicas"/><category term="Fernandinho"/><category term="Música"/><category term="Rafael(Junior)"/><category term="Unicamp"/><category term="google chrome"/><category term="houston"/><category term="pessoal"/><category term="web apps"/><title type='text'>Pedro - Em minha vida</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;Com amor e fé em Deus a gente chega lá. De um jeito ou de outro a gente sempre chega lá&quot; (Ayrton Senna)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>443</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-8955598227946859286</id><published>2015-06-11T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2015-06-11T08:13:08.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Só a agradecer</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Há momentos&amp;nbsp;em que me sinto a pessoa mais feliz do mundo. Em alguns&amp;nbsp;outros, eu&amp;nbsp;tenho&amp;nbsp;certeza&quot;

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;




Hoje completo, acredite&amp;nbsp;rsrs,&amp;nbsp;32 anos&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;vida e &amp;nbsp;tenho me sentido feliz&amp;nbsp;em&amp;nbsp;todos&amp;nbsp;as direções da&amp;nbsp;vida.

Tenho tido a sorte nestes&amp;nbsp;32 anos&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;ter esbarrado e tido&amp;nbsp;a companhia, sem dúvida, das </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8955598227946859286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/8955598227946859286?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/8955598227946859286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/8955598227946859286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2015/06/so-agradecer.html' title='Só a agradecer'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-4874725979687294918</id><published>2015-01-29T14:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2015-01-29T14:22:29.832-03:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;A teoria de tudo&quot;: A vida vivida na prática</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Mesmo que a vida pareça difícil, há sempre algo que você pode fazer para ter sucesso nela.&quot; (Stephen Hawking)&amp;nbsp;







Parece que esse será o Oscar dos físicos. Um dos filmes que estréia hoje é &quot;A teoria de tudo&quot; que conta parte da história de um dos maiores físicos da modernidade: Stephen Hawking e suas teorias relacionadas ao tempo.

Tempo inclusive deveria ser o nome deste filme, uma vez</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4874725979687294918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/4874725979687294918?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4874725979687294918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4874725979687294918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2015/01/a-teoria-de-tudo-vida-vivida-na-pratica.html' title='&quot;A teoria de tudo&quot;: A vida vivida na prática'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6b8h1kkSDDPaPrJvFRaN6DsHxNXM4FbpoBRLKW4sk0K7N_QyxDr5TQNaeg5nTxobqGq0NWMrn5JlJBVa3uWzIJ0r_gjLjKSghQExae_KX9d5E7zXuzneKc7D8k6jDLkbYzyqD/s72-c/The-Theory-of-Everything-Poster-2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-2157967297643037523</id><published>2015-01-24T21:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2015-01-24T21:03:17.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Turing: a paixão de um homem por trás da máquina</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Às vezes, as pessoas que menos esperamos podem fazer as coisas mais inacreditáveis&quot; (Do filme Jogo da Imitação)







&quot;O &amp;nbsp;Jogo da Imitação&quot; é um dos mais geniais filmes biográficos que já vi. A qualidade da fotografia e interpretação de&amp;nbsp;Benedict Cumberbatch&amp;nbsp;como Turing, fazem deste filme algo que poucas vezes vi, realmente inesquecível.

A personalidade e obra de Turing por si </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2157967297643037523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/2157967297643037523?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2157967297643037523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2157967297643037523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2015/01/turing-paixao-de-um-homem-por-tras-da.html' title='Turing: a paixão de um homem por trás da máquina'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-2885417724166380138</id><published>2014-08-05T19:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-08-05T19:37:05.460-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poesias"/><title type='text'>De todas as formas</title><summary type="text">
&quot;I just close my eyes and I&#39;m with you&quot; (música - When I need you)








Quando a fonte e o caminho pouco importam


Existem diferentes formas de amar.Talvez uma pequena parcelas delas seja realmente compreensível.Amamos quando cobramos mais, pois queremos o bem demais.Amamos quando deixamos nosso espaço ser tomado pelas vontades ...amamos quando contamos os segundos para a chegada ...amamos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2885417724166380138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/2885417724166380138?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2885417724166380138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2885417724166380138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/08/de-todas-as-formas.html' title='De todas as formas'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-1769020830698147401</id><published>2014-06-03T15:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-06-03T15:19:32.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquele cometa que laço</title><summary type="text">




Sabe, às vezes que mais fico tempo sem postar são justamente aquelas em que eu estou vivendo mais no mundo exterior. Dessa vez, tanto a vida pessoal quanto profissional tem me exigido um esforço deliciosamente sobrenatural.




Aquele cometa

passa,&amp;nbsp;

passa e leva

Leva-te comigo

Leva-me contigo

Passa e parece seguir

Mas logo laço,

laço logo pela cauda

e sigo surfando pelo céu de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1769020830698147401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/1769020830698147401?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1769020830698147401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1769020830698147401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/06/aquele-cometa-que-laco.html' title='Aquele cometa que laço'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPtqoCFQi89tkdSbrQNasvGKwV01fFTPNj4we4Ou2OdmEvquZGbny_RNdK6ikoVSdpqbe1YXX82pswAvP6OYba_HmFzFGi-kSVlu5TvsJv6TNfmq_jMY4vQJxU_qfN9RpA6bq7/s72-c/tintin-free-on-the-moon-118428.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-1309408601603153011</id><published>2014-05-07T01:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-05-07T02:00:47.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O homem que ultrapassou o tempo</title><summary type="text">
&quot;De um jeito ou de outro, a gente chega lá&quot; (baseado em frase de Ayrton Senna)





Claro que esta postagem estará completamente contaminada por um sentimento de fã completo, mas em se tratando de Ayrton Senna, não poderia escrever de outra maneira.
Era manhã do dia primeiro de maio de 1994 quando raramente eu não estava vendo TV. Aliás nós em casa não ligamos a TV durante toda aquela manhã.
Ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1309408601603153011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/1309408601603153011?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1309408601603153011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1309408601603153011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/05/20-anos-sem-ayrton-senna.html' title='O homem que ultrapassou o tempo'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-3303347686220241144</id><published>2014-01-14T15:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-14T15:30:01.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - Aquário e Polêmicas</title><summary type="text">
&quot;A coisa mais cruel que alguém pode fazer é permitir que alguém se apaixone por você quando você não pretende fazer o mesmo&quot;(Mário Quintana)







Creio que é bem oportuno fazer este post neste momento. Um momento em que a Academia decidi sobre quais documentários concorrerão ao premiado Oscar.







Chicago, cidade &quot;litorânea&quot; (digo &quot;litorânea&quot; pois o rio Michigan é quase um oceano rsrs), tem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3303347686220241144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/3303347686220241144?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/3303347686220241144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/3303347686220241144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/01/chicago-aquario-e-polemicas.html' title='Chicago - Aquário e Polêmicas'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRWzo2sGRAYZHRqnuKcO44wQBR_qYXL8IObAjFgph6DE-p-hojL3rCwFPnrn2fsNFGGyfz3UAUTbkyDrBY3cfzHptM0j4VP48Jfv7p4-AqOvuLGeYezxZGVDclGYOYXHRKQeR1/s72-c/foto1.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-5632538293979802706</id><published>2014-01-09T20:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-09T20:08:45.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - museu de arte</title><summary type="text">
“Onde não puderes amar, não te demores...” (Augusto Branco)







Nossa parada de hoje é no Art Institute of Chicago, um museu de arte com tudo que uma cidade da importância de Chicago merece.



Obra de Seurat ao fundo.


Esse museu, como a cidade como um todo, me surpreendeu positivamente. Não esperava um acervo tão rico e diverso como o que encontrei no museu de arte de Chicago. Para muitas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5632538293979802706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/5632538293979802706?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/5632538293979802706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/5632538293979802706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/01/chicago-museu-de-arte.html' title='Chicago - museu de arte'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zgZW26fWPTmew3PDFiwjuvp1gqbKBjssaR1P91RIGserNeZYsoIRBXbRJ75hbJrcsyPkAHwXf_vPJuesAVHbsYSwQP4VfhaJcDlkYYyOtPHfvi1T-5GRnFJGwZPrn7wYiHTO/s72-c/foto2.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-6384317933712653112</id><published>2014-01-05T16:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-05T16:00:02.019-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - Millennium Park</title><summary type="text">
“Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world.” (Frank Lloyd Wright)






Excelente vista das pontes que cortam o parque


Após uma postagem extra, continuamos nossa jornada por Chicago e nossa segunda parada, após o SkyDeck foi o Parque Millennium. Talvez o maior cartão-postal de Chicago.&amp;nbsp;

Localizado bem próximo da área dos museus e do aquário, esse</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6384317933712653112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/6384317933712653112?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6384317933712653112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6384317933712653112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/01/chicago-millennium-park.html' title='Chicago - Millennium Park'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu6JfvaD9ufnfiy3u9xOqI8Bd8uC6JfV5CbBuy3V5EkObzfFo7mlgT-9hRRknTPmUkJBbuwiqKOoCn_5oPUo5V8-RYeCD6ZF-pb1hSGV3I2EFfuK4UYS7lZLpIvZKwYzjE1cG6/s72-c/foto5.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-7249801092514277482</id><published>2014-01-02T23:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-02T23:45:50.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra extra ... neve em Washington</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Quando guri, eu tinha de me calar, à mesa: só as pessoas grandes falavam. Agora, depois de adulto, tenho de ficar calado para as crianças falarem&quot; (Mario Quintana)







Vou fazer essa postagem extra para compartilhar a alegria de ver a neve e estar com amigos que nunca a viram.







Neva demais em Washington, como só havia visto em Cambridge. A neve se acumula em quantidade apreciável </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7249801092514277482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/7249801092514277482?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7249801092514277482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7249801092514277482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/01/extra-extra-neve-em-washington.html' title='Extra extra ... neve em Washington'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Lnyz9gjnC3QFxB6c3k8nYcwtX__66b-rz7ATQMr76U-dN0rtYa3MHlQqj3FiUFDCQhPejALGsCITjVxAJpniFtO-cg3wHxnqkx_OJr7LNyXfnCgIUSdwYQodOS5OvihQGsuv/s72-c/IMG_3931.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-3181175265235637768</id><published>2014-01-01T20:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-01T20:40:01.457-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No mais alto observatório das Américas</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Try to be a rainbow in someone&#39;s cloud&quot; (Maya Angelou)







Até o lançamento do observatório no novo World Trade Center, o SkyDeck localizado na Willis Tower em Chicago é o mais alto mirante das Américas.

Com os seus 527 metros de altura, o Willis Tower supera em muito o tamanho do Empire State Building em New York, com 452 metros.







Impressionante como eu pensava que o prédio em Nova </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3181175265235637768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/3181175265235637768?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/3181175265235637768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/3181175265235637768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2014/01/no-mais-alto-observatorio-das-americas.html' title='No mais alto observatório das Américas'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1DwXb21fxgy8VpwaUTGcw-SYnxsvkN5RIEp8n_-SXy3Ls81Gg4NOIzzd5tV4znSifgrT6Wg7r9mSM5ycoepWvqiyMkD-lD3PO-lqzLR7n86sa28E9HvrLedQRaXxLAladnvWm/s72-c/2560px-Chicago_skyline_labelled.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-6919318286189198451</id><published>2013-12-31T18:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2014-01-01T20:11:10.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores desejos em 2014.</title><summary type="text">
2014 - Detalhes importantes











2014 está começando e pela primeira vez estou postando do celular. Não há um segundo a se perder e devemos investir todos os maravilhosos segundos que nós forem dados em algo útil e gratificante tanto para nós próprios como para os que estiverem ao nosso redor. Ano de aula e centena de novos alunos. Estou bah animado!&amp;nbsp;

A todos um 2014 repleto de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6919318286189198451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/6919318286189198451?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6919318286189198451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6919318286189198451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/melhores-desejos-em-2014.html' title='Melhores desejos em 2014.'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV53RADcLaXktbuOJnYyXttO__PNsFKIDVlT2I7KxZfZQsLARfC8lNPfLwxxQgoGRYg5Qub1_s1-7pbxnz-7XfO9tkOg0nPH9Nv2Tl3XyZMZosGJ9lhppaJ2l2Csc0chH-jpPo/s72-c/blogger-image--1598834760.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-353036794342946238</id><published>2013-12-31T16:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-31T11:03:55.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2013... 14 :D</title><summary type="text">


Em 2013, para mim, como em todos os anos, nos últimos 30 anos ...


Coisas se foram,
desapareceram ou foram levadas como pó pelo vento da mudança.
Coisas vieram do nada,
apareceram como trazidas pela brisa que lentamente muda tudo ao redor.

De tudo que se foi, talvez eu sinta falta apenas do meu &quot;tchau&quot; mal dado.
De tudo que chegou, talvez eu só me arrependa do &quot;bem-vindo&quot; mau dado.
Do nada, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/353036794342946238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/353036794342946238?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/353036794342946238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/353036794342946238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/2013-14-d.html' title='2013... 14 :D'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7UHxW58PaUKwEL9NRG_Ii5M1Z_QMmaSg2PcKd4Ie1U_4PPVc6BVAt7Qo_8F5oBrQn65sGj_D9OcNJNnwW_rUQHnTZOzzFXr9-K8EpsTmIldgweDK3plda90305On56bL5-Ws/s72-c/IMG_1180.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-8105045995125287242</id><published>2013-12-31T10:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-31T10:00:01.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - City Pass</title><summary type="text">
Economizando tempo e dinheiro com CityPass de Chicago




SkyDeck


Uma das gratas surpresas em Chicago foi a compra do CityPass. O bilhete lhe dá acesso a pelo menos cinco importantes pontos turísticos de Chicago e desconto em alguns outros.




Museu de Art de Chicago


As fotos que ilustram este post são destes lugares e ganharão posts específicos.

Com o CityPass você pega fila diferenciada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8105045995125287242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/8105045995125287242?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/8105045995125287242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/8105045995125287242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/chicago-city-pass.html' title='Chicago - City Pass'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7r0nWbHnvlObJ0A8UGsSOdntaNCQbzGS4gJ1CQl0gFCyUmZrr3AjGp1ZG8WD6K48k2bMZD_HngmDhswmhaGUzw8QLrc0OdfD9yRcCxREQGAAgTCNCqxP4YEMCm9D4Yw_rMti/s72-c/IMG_2148.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-4880558550030890657</id><published>2013-12-30T19:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-30T19:00:00.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - onde ficar</title><summary type="text">
&quot;O mundo não está nos livros e mapas.&amp;nbsp;O mundo está lá fora&quot; (Hobbit)





Decidi começar a postar sobre Chicago pelo começo. &amp;nbsp;E toda viagem, após a passagem, começa pela escolha do local onde ficar.






Para alguns tipos de viagem escolho Hostel, para outros Hotel e mais recentemente alugo apartamentos com amigos (dica numa próxima postagem).

Como decidimos tarde viajar, Laudelino e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4880558550030890657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/4880558550030890657?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4880558550030890657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4880558550030890657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/chicago-onde-ficar.html' title='Chicago - onde ficar'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vIe0iPb9JpfKasV24xIOIF6S5y1zgvofyDjGN6bZ9M81r1s9iRuPcR1oNKKgZ9eFGfiwyD9ARsqvgyDkcEOJ4Y67gZEAdu-6yW3BzVP5uLnc1QndNkPZdFvMQZJACxBFOy9W/s72-c/IMG_2092.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-11227418301507842</id><published>2013-12-30T12:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-30T13:44:04.958-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak peek of Chicago</title><summary type="text">
&quot;My first day in Chicago, September 4, 1983. I set foot in this city, and just walking down the street, it was like roots, like the motherland. I knew I belonged here&quot; Oprah Winfrey







Uma grande correria com trabalho e viajando e por isso vou fazer apenas uma amostrinha do que vou mostrar aqui em breve sobre essa cidade que pouco ouço falar mas está sendo a mais bela cidade que já conheci </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/11227418301507842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/11227418301507842?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/11227418301507842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/11227418301507842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/sneak-peek-of-chicago.html' title='Sneak peek of Chicago'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH31a6lHCJUddyOGPuc6z2A5dRK_jq9_cxNbBFiaersZnb_TjWXmDUNnerIeiVONFlX0-WlxbXW-NHdY__e2Q3G7beDtF-EOw0GkPmmjbM5sJ6fo0AXxc5M0Zl-lCPFWVQdOmy/s72-c/IMG_2089.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-1674426069299333403</id><published>2013-12-29T15:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-29T15:00:01.359-03:00</updated><title type='text'>App viral toma conta das redes sociais</title><summary type="text">
MomentCam: Caricatura em poucos segundos







Um aplicativo para iOS e Android (celulares e tablets) está virando moda nas redes sociais. Ele é o MomentCam que te ajuda a transformar sua foto em um desenho animado. Acima fiz uma minha. Apenas com poucos cliques, eu, que muitos dizem parecer com o Messi, apareço jogando futebol em um caricatura bem bacana.

Disponível na AppStore e na Google </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1674426069299333403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/1674426069299333403?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1674426069299333403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1674426069299333403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/app-viral-toma-conta-das-redes-sociais.html' title='App viral toma conta das redes sociais'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDcl8q-XOFVzGnfWoji-f6vHQ1VuUhIwcvCZoAtVwJsobi2p31CeSSrkHftb8vTQurCX2Zegx_cTimQIavLUAQvpEEVKs-rL2PXkP_Ll1ND1agP7_p3kXzd0fTmWyJu1H9prE_/s72-c/BcIsaWeCEAAmMP1.jpg-large.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-4675200964967077245</id><published>2013-12-28T04:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-28T04:30:02.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceia de Natal</title><summary type="text">
&quot;O que importa na vida não é o simples fato de ter vivido. A diferença que fizemos na vida dos outros vai determinar a importância da vida que conduzimos&quot; (Nelson Mandela)





E foi Natal! Em todas as ocasiões que estive fora da casa da minha família na época do Natal procurei fazer algo parecido fora. Assim, sem grandes festas e grandes viagens, Natal para mim é época de compartilhar com a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4675200964967077245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/4675200964967077245?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4675200964967077245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/4675200964967077245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/ceia-de-natal.html' title='Ceia de Natal'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxBC1EVHzi0KaJYUxF8CWXsxyCxWVVgENU5PKaEbxjjWnpnZHnWoa_wV-c4qa5a6w0P1MiToaKyBywKSGUOCivNR_UCwtDfGjkTVVVzHyz_HrPKWhHDfzP6GLcUsZOk5efRCdv/s72-c/IMG_2011.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-6196536476635279383</id><published>2013-12-27T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-27T18:00:00.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrigação de ser novo</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Eu não faço a menor questão de ser jovem, mas novo, absoluta&quot; (Moacyr Franco)









Tempo atrás vi um dos episódio do &quot;8 minutos&quot; com Rafinha Bastos entrevistando Moacyr Franco e me deparei com a frase que abre esse post. Isso me fez refletir bastante e perceber o quão chato é estar se repetindo. Mesmo coisas boas ao se repetirem em excesso não são por lá tão boas.

Ter uma meta e seguir em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6196536476635279383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/6196536476635279383?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6196536476635279383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/6196536476635279383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/obrigacao-de-ser-novo.html' title='Obrigação de ser novo'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHeBfvopLdbiamu5VqTmHBxQVkLhLlDx8NgIXDaWwWVR7HDD3XrwR9jta8UCpVGDKVGi6rdKUvJMRnjd1CX8ig4Ovkc_xSyGeqn5AtVJuxu4Tea83wEo1oRTtXqWaTpbgXKJz4/s72-c/IMG_0659.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-7811787488110190191</id><published>2013-12-26T17:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-26T17:00:00.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston com Tiago e Rafael</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Se tivesse acreditado na minha brincadeira de dizer verdades teria ouvido verdades que teimo em dizer brincando, falei muitas vezes como um palhaço mas jamais duvidei da sinceridade da platéia que sorria&quot; (Chaplin)







Última parte da viagem do&amp;nbsp;+tiago botari&amp;nbsp;e do&amp;nbsp;+Rafael A. Bizão&amp;nbsp;aos Estados Unidos. Como parte do projeto de pesquisa deles, agendei uma visita a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7811787488110190191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/7811787488110190191?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7811787488110190191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7811787488110190191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/houston-com-tiago-e-rafael.html' title='Houston com Tiago e Rafael'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM3Idr_H6D0XGg2uy42MWjSFEeilTuWQaAo6ynGQ26Hzg9a7vRK6Cyc4txhyMCIantJoDJGjzI-ObgJmEJgtvVdlGHyQeIIq1470NSZzU1l98kp8UDeR7vJLvlSt7ANDb6Ey79/s72-c/IMG_1842.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-1282294182999808496</id><published>2013-12-25T16:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-25T16:00:01.051-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, essa volta ... rsrsr</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Afinal, há é que ter paciência, dar tempo ao tempo. Já devíamos ter aprendido, e de uma vez para sempre, que o destino tem de fazer muitos rodeios para chegar a qualquer parte&quot; (Guimarães Rosa)







Um dia e meio em New York, muita diversão. Para nossa surpresa na volta, &amp;nbsp;nossa conexão em Dallas estava cancelada devido a forte nevasca que caia.

Em New York mesmo recebi o email dizendo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1282294182999808496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/1282294182999808496?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1282294182999808496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/1282294182999808496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/ah-essa-volta-rsrsr.html' title='Ah, essa volta ... rsrsr'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigcuqG19EjfcdvULlAniMxN0H_6eG1jl_wIhGwaYQFcTygenUnbj0-jDCh28RmobZyJm3PkKX_hrwn3M-BRLcjIXwil7r6cVjRi6M79XZYc9wRmv2bMTZXW1f3x-LA_E1RDSo9/s72-c/IMG_1810.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-5062770359861533896</id><published>2013-12-24T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-24T13:04:24.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque é hora só de agradecer</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Sonho com o dia em que todos levantar-se-ão e compreenderão que foram feitos para viverem como irmãos.&quot; (Nelson Mandela)







Não é hora de fazer uma revisão do ano, pois faltam ainda 6 importantes dias pela frente. Mas é hora de começar. E em 2013 eu só tenho o que agradecer.

Por isso e aproveitando isso, gostaria de desejar a todos vocês, amigos, um Natal espetacular repleto de saúde e Paz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5062770359861533896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/5062770359861533896?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/5062770359861533896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/5062770359861533896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/porque-e-hora-so-de-agradecer.html' title='Porque é hora só de agradecer'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKug_kxopMO03fiRuf0WTU9iCdGgrzSxKIfpxwhGEIhkW0kfcaA-X9UFe3gdH_BviRYZHBT98O8fkWP7Ytzie3mQyggf6rK5IDy37KE2hsIINSuNvLBmKA06YU3jVenXknabb/s72-c/photo.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-7651619344038800289</id><published>2013-12-23T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-23T18:00:05.785-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, de novo, mas sempre diferente</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Sofremos muito com o pouco que nos falta e gozamos pouco o muito que temos&quot; (William Shakespeare)







Impressionante, como todas as vezes que estive em New York, houve momentos memoráveis e completamente diferentes uns dos outros. Essa foi a primeira vez que fui com amigos brasileiros para lá e com verdadeiros turistas.







Sabendo da felicidade deles em conhecer pontos turísticos (algo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7651619344038800289/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/7651619344038800289?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7651619344038800289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/7651619344038800289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/new-york-de-novo-mas-sempre-diferente.html' title='New York, de novo, mas sempre diferente'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuMZQRSYzRvGKOv89IqTykDRORULleqMSVNC8mjCxARwcYEi2sx9iLL3MqYNtDLkV71yGzKTVRRZ1H1WRN0uSRJnae-YnXNyCSxRgveObGZsD9YOmvEu1JnCwOotgeKlFfs4h/s72-c/IMG_1484.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-2853481760288011714</id><published>2013-12-22T21:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2013-12-22T21:56:15.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2013 - Mais um MRS, mas inédito :D</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Tudo que é realmente grande e inspirador é criado pelo indivíduo que pode trabalhar em liberdade&quot; (Albert Einstein )







Os lugares não são novos. São os da minha velha e bela Boston. Entretanto o GSONM, grupo da Unicamp, estava em peso participando do Material Research Society Meeting (MRS) e essa turma proporcionou momentos inéditos e inesquecíveis por lá.







Foi talvez, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2853481760288011714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/2853481760288011714?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2853481760288011714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/2853481760288011714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/12/2013-mais-um-mrs-mas-inedito-d.html' title='2013 - Mais um MRS, mas inédito :D'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazOZiK-Ne5A0soCuPfSsnJYFCRE7GRd-vjNRSnbgNeqnXyvagxed3TVHfKBffn8oj-VPsJi5k0j3g7KdbIaH9k8OtYth5MY0pxKNDhFIam1LW3gCFSM0bJw0fDB0wDGaqD2hY/s72-c/IMG_0865.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20249774.post-383324035751980420</id><published>2013-11-10T01:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2013-11-10T01:14:01.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>South Padre</title><summary type="text">
&quot;Para viajar basta existir&quot; (Fernando Pessoa)







Destino de nosso final de semana de outubro foi a belíssima South Padre, sul do Estado do Texas, um lugar paradisíaco, que esconde algum planejamento antes de viajar para lá.





Marco e Alin





As praia de South Padre e a vista realmente valem a pena, mas programar-se para seguir para lá é extremamente importante. Felizmente viajamos para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/feeds/383324035751980420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/20249774/383324035751980420?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/383324035751980420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20249774/posts/default/383324035751980420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pedroautreto.blogspot.com/2013/11/south-padre.html' title='South Padre'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252270771012587100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpSN-edbw9I4KQaqojP0XZK_HyQ_ULyVA8lfeq4mdtdRCD9jAB0sFXr7aCHzbNGh1JRSIsdm21Is2lJBfZt6CWDbvtS8ZT9k2FnDYqXfq3iZPfW5oX1n2cpxd2Z4OGzr6UN7K6/s72-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>