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Mas há um bom motivo, ou melhor, péssimo motivo para isso. Um tal de Aedes Aegypti ou Albopictus, não lembro bem, me mordeu e eu acabei acamado todo esse tempo. Minhas plaquetas foram à 64 mil quando o mínimo de normalidade é 150 mil, meus hematócitos ficaram elevadíssimos e os leucócitos baixíssimos, tomei uns 16 litros de soro fisiológico na veia, fui espetado uma dezena de vezes, fui ao banheiro toda vida que passava o resultado da Telesena por conta do soro e estive esses dois últimos dias com o pulso e antebraço inchado também por conta do soro. Também por conta do soro estou melhor. ?8^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como resultado de tudo isso fiquei com manchinhas vermelhas nos braços. Isso devido ao teste do garrote onde se prende a circulação do membro por alguns minutos para se verificar se a Dengue é do tipo hemorrágico ou não. Se aparecerem manchinhas vermelhas o teste é positivo para tipo hemorrágico. Fiz dois desses testes. Um em cada braço. No momento só o direito continua com as manchas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro aspecto dessa experiência foi que me avisaram que após sair do soro o cidadão passa a ter muita fome e tende a engordar bastante. Sendo assim este blogueiro não perderá tempo e entrará para uma academia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passando esse período de convalescença vou poder voltar à ativa e resgatar o tempo perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de quase passar dessa pra melhor, um grande abraço a todos vocês e muito obrigado pela paciência!!! Tudo de bom a todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;?8^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-8537318984436647831?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/ye14CtxEy_c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/8537318984436647831/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=8537318984436647831&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/8537318984436647831?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/8537318984436647831?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/ye14CtxEy_c/e-o-blogueiro-dispersivo-est-de-volta.html" title="E o blogueiro Dispersivo está de volta!" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-o-blogueiro-dispersivo-est-de-volta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCQXc5fyp7ImA9WxdTEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-9015727074329490901</id><published>2008-05-07T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T07:41:00.927-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-07T07:41:00.927-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imagens" /><title>Dois suicídios</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SCG-RYKuGII/AAAAAAAABlI/qVQn36BrHUc/s1600-h/el_pez_by_allanced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SCG-RYKuGII/AAAAAAAABlI/qVQn36BrHUc/s400/el_pez_by_allanced.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197644650716731522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://allanced.deviantart.com/"&gt;Allanced&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; on DeviantArt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-9015727074329490901?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/BT22P8X5zJI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/9015727074329490901/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=9015727074329490901&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9015727074329490901?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9015727074329490901?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/BT22P8X5zJI/dois-suicdios.html" title="Dois suicídios" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SCG-RYKuGII/AAAAAAAABlI/qVQn36BrHUc/s72-c/el_pez_by_allanced.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/05/dois-suicdios.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUHRXo8fyp7ImA9WxdTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-7353413495176535778</id><published>2008-05-06T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T04:10:34.477-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-06T04:10:34.477-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title>Navegando, aprendendo e mudando</title><content type="html">Pois é pessoal, desde alguns dias que o &lt;a href="http://adispersiveplace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dispersive&lt;/a&gt; está com um lindo selo "Beta". O selo é pra avisar que estou fazendo algumas alterações no blog e que, como em toda mudança, coisas estranhas podem acontecer (e acontecem!).&lt;br /&gt;Nesses últimos tempo pesquisei algumas coisas legais para fazer no blog. Já comecei a realizar a mudança dos links de compartilhamento (delicious, stumbleupon, uêba, dihitt...). Estou tentando também otimizar o tempo de carregamento do blog, que está razoável mas acho que pode melhorar.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho outras coisas em mente ainda e por isso é provável que o Beta no blog continue por um bom tempo. Quando efetuar completamente as mudanças vou fazer um resumo da ópera e, lógico, fazer uma propagandinha básica hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto é só. Fiqeum atentos para os próximos episódios. 8^D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-7353413495176535778?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/zdXpgAfwoeo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/7353413495176535778/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=7353413495176535778&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7353413495176535778?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7353413495176535778?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/zdXpgAfwoeo/navegando-aprendendo-e-mudando.html" title="Navegando, aprendendo e mudando" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/05/navegando-aprendendo-e-mudando.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMAQng5fCp7ImA9WxZaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-857446003313966135</id><published>2008-05-02T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T05:07:23.624-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-03T05:07:23.624-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vídeos" /><title>Emoções</title><content type="html">Tomei conhecimento hoje no &lt;a href="http://www.ahtrine.com.br/2008/05/02/o-rei-roberto-carlos-agora-assina-perfume/"&gt;Ah! Tri né!&lt;/a&gt; de que o Roberto Carlos assinou a confecção de um perfume chamado Emoções. A empresa que está produzindo o perfume é a RACCO. Entretanto, como a Dani Koetz expôs, a acessoria de imprensa tanto da RACCO quanto do Rei parecem dormir no ponto e não fazem esforço algum para divulgar o perfume. Uma pena uma vez que a propaganda é a alma do negócio e nesse caso é linda a alma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update (21:36):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Passou na Globo hoje mesmo o comercial. Acho que agora vai começar de verdade a divulgação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4Ns6iIJN6o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4Ns6iIJN6o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-857446003313966135?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/eoa1LyLGnvw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/857446003313966135/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=857446003313966135&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/857446003313966135?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/857446003313966135?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/eoa1LyLGnvw/emoes.html" title="Emoções" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/05/emoes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YMRn87cSp7ImA9WxZaFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-470926863575270280</id><published>2008-04-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:53:07.109-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-30T02:53:07.109-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="textos" /><title>Que mulher nunca teve?</title><content type="html">Desse texto eu so conhecia a parte que fala do Bis, da alface e do canalha. Gostei da versão integral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca teve:&lt;br /&gt;Um sutiã meio furado,&lt;br /&gt;Um tio meio tarado&lt;br /&gt;Ou um amigo meio viado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca tomou:&lt;br /&gt;Um fora de querer sumir,&lt;br /&gt;Um porre de cair&lt;br /&gt;Ou um lexotan prá dormir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca sonhou:&lt;br /&gt;Com a sogra morta, estendida,&lt;br /&gt;Em ser muito feliz na vida&lt;br /&gt;Ou com uma lipo na barriga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca pensou&lt;br /&gt;Em zunir uma panela,&lt;br /&gt;Jogar os filhos pela janela&lt;br /&gt;Ou que a culpa era toda dela?&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca penou&lt;br /&gt;Prá ter a perna depilada,&lt;br /&gt;Prá aturar uma empregada&lt;br /&gt;Ou prá trabalhar menstruada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca acordou:&lt;br /&gt;Com um desconhecido ao lado,&lt;br /&gt;Com o cabelo desgrenhado&lt;br /&gt;Ou com o travesseiro babado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca comeu:&lt;br /&gt;Uma caixa de Bis, pela mais pura ansiedade,&lt;br /&gt;Uma alface, no almoço, por vaidade&lt;br /&gt;Ou, um canalha por saudade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca apertou:&lt;br /&gt;O pé no sapato prá caber,&lt;br /&gt;A barriga prá emagrecer&lt;br /&gt;Ou um ursinho prá não enlouquecer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mulher nunca jurou&lt;br /&gt;Que não estava ao telefone,&lt;br /&gt;Que não pensa em silicone&lt;br /&gt;Ou que "dele" não lembra nem o nome?&lt;br /&gt;Não se envergonhe caso identifique-se com tudo, ou quase tudo!&lt;br /&gt;Só mesmo as mulheres para entender o significado deste poema!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autor Desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-470926863575270280?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/6EynYRKK_jE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/470926863575270280/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=470926863575270280&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/470926863575270280?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/470926863575270280?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/6EynYRKK_jE/que-mulher-nunca-teve.html" title="Que mulher nunca teve?" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/que-mulher-nunca-teve.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YNSX08cSp7ImA9WxZaEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-5588183395310399141</id><published>2008-04-26T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:06:38.379-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-26T06:06:38.379-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="infância" /><title>Dobrando papel</title><content type="html">Outra coisa que me lembro da minha infância são as dobraduras de papel. Minha tia Gorete, que é irmã de meu pai, filha de minha avó e cunhada de minha mãe, é professora/diretora/cordenadora/educadora há um bom tempo e possui diversos livros direcionados às crianças por esse motivo.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns desses livros ensinavam a fazer dobraduras de papel como flores, animais e outras coisas. Gostei tanto da brincadeira que passei alguns momentos imaginando como seriam as coisas se fossem feitas de papel. Cadeiras de papel, mesas de papel, carros de papel, papel de papel... (é, realmente pensei isso...)&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me passou pela cabeça o que Peter Callesen faz hoje. Tudo bem que não são exatamente dobraduras e sim esculturas, mas de qualquer forma são coisas feitas de papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petercallesen.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SBMlbOM_GVI/AAAAAAAABfA/bePBcYBvEmQ/s400/TowerofBabel.jpg" border="0" alt="Tower of Babel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193535944887572818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem de tudo nas suas esculturas. Só não vi ele fazer um papel de papel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obs.: Post gêmeo do meu blog &lt;a href="http://adispersiveplace.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Dispersive Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-5588183395310399141?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/Acq9R8l3h6Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/5588183395310399141/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=5588183395310399141&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5588183395310399141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5588183395310399141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/Acq9R8l3h6Y/dobrando-papel.html" title="Dobrando papel" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SBMlbOM_GVI/AAAAAAAABfA/bePBcYBvEmQ/s72-c/TowerofBabel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/dobrando-papel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAARHozeip7ImA9WxZbGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-3034706918550957023</id><published>2008-04-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T03:32:25.482-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-23T03:32:25.482-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cotidiano" /><title>Os atalhos da vida</title><content type="html">Pelo título o texto deve ser de auto-ajuda né? Mas não é! É sobre atalhos do teclado do computador. Ontem estava visitando o &lt;a href="http://cantimdanoticia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cantim da Notícia&lt;/a&gt; e comentei um post sobre "Temas para Firefox". No comentário disse que prefiro os temas compactos pois eles aumentam a área visível do navegador. Um problema com isso é que as barras do navegador ficam bem apertadas o que dificulta acertar os botões com o mouse.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, problema pros outros, pois eu estou acostumado com os atalhos do Firefox! "Ctrl+T" nova aba, "Ctrl+W" fecha aba, "Ctrl+Tab" próxima aba, "Ctrl+K" caixa de pesquisa, "Ctrl+L" caixa de endereço e por aí vai. Findo por usar o mouse para interagir melhor com a página em si.&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente que não deixo de usar o mouse no navegador em si, mas uso muito mais os atalhos. Na verdade, só recentemente descobri que o mouse também propicia alguns atalhos. Descobri que clicando com o scroll do mouse abro um link em outra aba. Essa foi uma descoberta feliz, uma vez que antes eu tinha que segurar o "Ctrl" enquanto clicava.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que motivou esse post não foi esse clique. Tampouco vontade de partilhar o que sei de atalhos. O que realmente motivou esse post foi o fato de que acabei de descobrir que clicando com o scroll no título de uma aba eu &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fecho a aba&lt;/span&gt;! Descobri fechando uma aba que eu não queria! Pois é, os atalhos da vida nem sempre te levam adiante... (será que isso pode agora ser considerado um texto de auto-ajuda?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-3034706918550957023?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/0udwXqrDoEM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/3034706918550957023/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=3034706918550957023&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/3034706918550957023?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/3034706918550957023?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/0udwXqrDoEM/os-atalhos-da-vida.html" title="Os atalhos da vida" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/os-atalhos-da-vida.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMSH47fSp7ImA9WxZbF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-2050335716182196545</id><published>2008-04-21T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:39:49.005-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-21T08:39:49.005-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vídeos" /><title>Rock Dog</title><content type="html">Cachorinho fofo!!! 8^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;object width="464" height="392"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/NDY4NTQ4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/NDY4NTQ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="464" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-2050335716182196545?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/vP7gwyJ8TII" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/2050335716182196545/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=2050335716182196545&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/2050335716182196545?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/2050335716182196545?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/vP7gwyJ8TII/rock-dog.html" title="Rock Dog" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/rock-dog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGQHk8fyp7ImA9WxZbFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-1555047310357376028</id><published>2008-04-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T07:30:21.777-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-19T07:30:21.777-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="esportes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="imagens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="opinião" /><title>Beijing 2008</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none; margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SAoA-rfPcwI/AAAAAAAABbY/xyyVYXYBHX0/s400/beijing+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190962597323567874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liberdade antes de Esportividade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-1555047310357376028?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/GeVf105AQ_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/1555047310357376028/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=1555047310357376028&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/1555047310357376028?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/1555047310357376028?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/GeVf105AQ_U/beijing-2008.html" title="Beijing 2008" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SAoA-rfPcwI/AAAAAAAABbY/xyyVYXYBHX0/s72-c/beijing+2008.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/beijing-2008.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MCQHc_fCp7ImA9WxZbFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-7032554341053686634</id><published>2008-04-18T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:37:41.944-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-18T07:37:41.944-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="infância" /><title>Esculturas na areia</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SAiRwI0G_dI/AAAAAAAABbI/S-3eQGmEW48/s400/castlegirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190558826730290642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das coisas que adorava fazer na praia quando criança era brincar com a areia. Castelos, esculturas, cobrir o corpo e muitas outras coisas. Isso aconteceu até o dia em que eu estava brincando e começaram a me chamar de "&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mulheres_de_areia_%281993%29"&gt;Tonho da Lua"&lt;/a&gt;. 8^D&lt;br /&gt;Traumas à parte, sempre fui fascinado pelos enormes castelos de areia que já tinha visto na TV. Meu sonho era fazer o Castelo de Grayskull mas nunca consegui fazer mais do que o muro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SAiTkY0G_eI/AAAAAAAABbQ/rn5iv8_QzR8/s320/castle_grayskull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190560823890083298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(O "Castelo-sem-muros de Grayskull")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Obs.: Sim, tenho inveja da menina da foto! E daí? 8^D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-7032554341053686634?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/GHOhOWD1l7M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/7032554341053686634/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=7032554341053686634&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7032554341053686634?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7032554341053686634?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/GHOhOWD1l7M/esculturas-na-areia.html" title="Esculturas na areia" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRHo0m8yhkY/SAiRwI0G_dI/AAAAAAAABbI/S-3eQGmEW48/s72-c/castlegirl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/esculturas-na-areia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIESHo5cCp7ImA9WxZbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-5907802442090185054</id><published>2008-04-12T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:21:49.428-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-12T16:21:49.428-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cotidiano" /><title>Fragmentos</title><content type="html">Hoje tive que dar manutenção em um laptop e um desktop de familiares. Algo até corriqueiro. O laptop tava com um trojan-horse e no desktop precisava instalar o S.O.&lt;br /&gt;Após efetuar a limpeza do laptop procurei fazer alguns ajustes para melhorar a performance (que só vai melhorar depois de instalar mais memória). Uma das coisas foi realizar a desfragmentação do HD.&lt;br /&gt;E como sempre, toda vida que vou fazer uma desfragmentação, lembro-me de um fim de dia, nos idos de meus 12 ou 13 anos, no qual saí do colégio e fui ao trabalho de minha mãe, como ia costumeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;O fato marcante não foi, obviamente, a ida ao trabalho dela. Foi o ocorrido lá. Na época estava tendo meus primeiros contatos com o tal do computador. O colégio tinha um laboratório de informática que era usado para auxiliar algumas aulas. O fascínio era geral. Muito colegas parvos diante da máquina.&lt;br /&gt;Bem, ao chegar ao trabalho de minha mãe ela estava a terminar seus afazeres e para me distrair deixou-me em um computador. Eu não o desmontei, nem otimizei o sistema. Tampouco foi aí que comecei a blogar! Na verdade o computador estava executando um desfragmentador de disco. Minha mãe, penso que temendo eu não me entreter, falou que era uma espécie de vídeo onde os pontinhos de uma cor eram engolidos pelos de outra cor.&lt;br /&gt;É incrível como ainda hoje me lembro de algo tão pueril. Gosto de ver isso como um pequeno indício da paixão latente por computadores que hoje tenho. Essa paixão que me vez acordar 5:20 da matina para concertar os computadores e me faz ser detalhista no exame. Digo detalhista porque muito técnico gabaritado opta por não fazer a desfragmentação por achar a relação "tempo gasto/benefício" baixa. Outros, iniciantes, a fazem por pedantismo.&lt;br /&gt;E eu, o que sou? Pedante ou Gabaritado? Digo que sou detalhista! 8^D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-5907802442090185054?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/X_tUT-ptO1U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/5907802442090185054/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=5907802442090185054&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5907802442090185054?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5907802442090185054?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/X_tUT-ptO1U/fragmentos.html" title="Fragmentos" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/fragmentos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkICSXk4fCp7ImA9WxZUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-755757518992118720</id><published>2008-04-10T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:02:48.734-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-10T11:02:48.734-07:00</app:edited><title>Mais mudanças</title><content type="html">Depois das mudanças realizadas no Dispersive resolvi mudar os ares por aqui também. Ou seja, muita bagunça até as coisas se arrumarem 8^D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-755757518992118720?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/EnxN01vyr1A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/755757518992118720/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=755757518992118720&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/755757518992118720?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/755757518992118720?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/EnxN01vyr1A/mais-mudanas.html" title="Mais mudanças" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/mais-mudanas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DQnY8eCp7ImA9WxZUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-516768646232028512</id><published>2008-04-09T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:52:53.870-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-09T14:52:53.870-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cotidiano" /><title>Orkut Apps</title><content type="html">Quem mudou o país no orkut para Estônia já deve conseguir usar os programas do orkut. Eu mudei e já estou usando o ReadingSocial, o Flixster e o iLike que colocam no meu perfil os livros, os filmes e as músicas que eu gosto. Dá um pouco de trabalho adicionar cada item mas no final vale a pena. Por enquanto não tem um horror de aplicativos como o Facebook, o que até acho positivo pois acaba todo mundo usando os mesmos aplicativos para a mesma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Só assim pra eu voltar a usar o orkut um pouco mais. Já tava ficando enjoado dele...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-516768646232028512?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/6aA92XQr8_4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/516768646232028512/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=516768646232028512&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/516768646232028512?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/516768646232028512?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/6aA92XQr8_4/orkut-apps.html" title="Orkut Apps" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/orkut-apps.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcAR34-cCp7ImA9WxZUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-7724735548401248843</id><published>2008-04-02T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:54:06.058-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-09T14:54:06.058-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cotidiano" /><title>Com quantos pivetes eu consigo lutar?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/fight5" style="background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/158/327/fight5.a0bkmqh3zb.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 296px; height: 84px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 42px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; padding-top: 145px;"&gt;20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummm acho que tenho o básico para ser professor de creche...&lt;br /&gt;8^D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-7724735548401248843?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/CWlxItq1ZLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/7724735548401248843/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=7724735548401248843&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7724735548401248843?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/7724735548401248843?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/CWlxItq1ZLg/com-quantos-pivetes-eu-consigo-lutar.html" title="Com quantos pivetes eu consigo lutar?" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/04/com-quantos-pivetes-eu-consigo-lutar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYAR3ozfip7ImA9WxZVF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-1669405322722782175</id><published>2008-03-29T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T04:29:06.486-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-29T04:29:06.486-07:00</app:edited><title>Mudanças no DisPersive</title><content type="html">Ontem acabei sem postar nada em blogs, o que é uma vergonha. Mas tenho um bom motivo pra isso (tá cheirando a desculpa esfarrapada...). Ontem passei o dia fazendo alguns teste e ajustes no meu blog A DisPersive Place. &lt;br /&gt;Até o momento fiz duas alterações. A primeira foi passar a mostrar somente os títulos das postagens quando se clica em alguns Mês, Ano ou Marcador ou quando se faz alguma pesquisa. Isso deve facilitar bastante a navegação pelo blog além de diminuir o tempo para carregar páginas. A segunda alteração foi dar mais destaque ao comentários que eu faço (não gente, não sou melhor que os outros!), para facilitar a visualização dos mesmos, uma vez que contêm respostas a comentários dos outros usuários e também agradecimentos pelos comentários.&lt;br /&gt;Outra mudança que estou planejando/estudando é o suporte a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microformatos" target="_blank"&gt;Microformatos&lt;/a&gt;, uma tecnologia que vai facilitar fazer muita coisa com poucos cliques. Como por exemplo adicionar as informações dos membros do blog/site ao seu catálogo, adicionar um evento de que um blog/site fala à sua agenda pessoal, localizar no mapa um lugar referênciado em um site/blog (ahá! esperava blog/site né!).&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto essas facilidades necessitam da instalação de uma extensão no navegador. Para o Firefox existem a &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/pt-BR/firefox/addon/4106" target="_blank"&gt;Operator&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/pt-BR/firefox/addon/2240" target="_blank"&gt;Tails&lt;/a&gt;. Estou usando a Operator e estou gostando. Pena que não tem uma versão em português. Quem usar a Tails ou souber de outras extensões para outros navegadores e puder deixar um comentário falando dela agradeço muito.&lt;br /&gt;E por enquanto é só, pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/mudanas-no-dispersive.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; width:132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-1669405322722782175?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/ROTlVhdfYLs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/1669405322722782175/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=1669405322722782175&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/1669405322722782175?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/1669405322722782175?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/ROTlVhdfYLs/mudanas-no-dispersive.html" title="Mudanças no DisPersive" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/mudanas-no-dispersive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMHQH4zfCp7ImA9WxZbEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-4941100511761226133</id><published>2008-03-21T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:13:51.084-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-14T17:13:51.084-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="músicas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vídeos" /><title>Joni Mitchell - A case of you</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border: thin dotted rgb(0, 0, 0); padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; display: block; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="" height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6voJjexENok&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6voJjexENok&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:toggleLayer('aCaseOfYou');"&gt;Letra da música&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="aCaseOfYou"&gt;Just before our love got lost you said,&lt;br /&gt;"I am as constant as a northern star."&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Constantly in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Where's that at?&lt;br /&gt;If you want me I'll be in the bar.&lt;br /&gt;" On the back of a cartoon coaster&lt;br /&gt;In the blue TV screen light&lt;br /&gt;I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada&lt;br /&gt;With your face sketched on it twice&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine&lt;br /&gt;You taste so bitter and so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh I could drink a case of you, darling&lt;br /&gt;And I would still be on my feet&lt;br /&gt;I would still be on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am a lonely painter&lt;br /&gt;I live in a box of paints&lt;br /&gt;I'm frightened by the devil&lt;br /&gt;And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid&lt;br /&gt;I remember that time you told me, you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Love is touching souls"&lt;br /&gt;Well surely you touched mine&lt;br /&gt;'Cause part of you pours out of me&lt;br /&gt;In these lines from time to time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine&lt;br /&gt;You taste so bitter and so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh I could drink a case of you, darling&lt;br /&gt;And I would still be on my feet&lt;br /&gt;I would still be on my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a woman&lt;br /&gt;She had a mouth like yours&lt;br /&gt;She knew your life&lt;br /&gt;She knew your devils and your deeds&lt;br /&gt;And she said,&lt;br /&gt;"Go to him, stay with him if you can&lt;br /&gt;But be prepared to bleed"&lt;br /&gt;But you are in my blood&lt;br /&gt;You're my holy wine&lt;br /&gt;So bitter, Bitter and so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling&lt;br /&gt;And I would still be on my feet&lt;br /&gt;I would still be on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradecimento à Carlinha do &lt;a href="http://nacarla.blogspot.com/"&gt;NaCarla&lt;/a&gt; que me falou da cantora! Beijo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/joni-mitchell-case-of-you.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; width: 132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-4941100511761226133?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/03OcxxOJ-F0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/4941100511761226133/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=4941100511761226133&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/4941100511761226133?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/4941100511761226133?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/03OcxxOJ-F0/joni-mitchell-case-of-you.html" title="Joni Mitchell - A case of you" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/joni-mitchell-case-of-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04HQ3o9fyp7ImA9WxZVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-8543458280250081326</id><published>2008-03-21T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T13:38:52.467-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-21T13:38:52.467-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cotidiano" /><title>Aprendendo da pedra</title><content type="html">Finalmente consegui fazer funcionar o código de ocultar/mostrar um elemento no blog NaCarla! Fui postar um &lt;a href="http://nacarla.blogspot.com/2008/03/beijo-na-boca.html"&gt;texto da Martha Medeiros&lt;/a&gt; e me deu vontade de incluir a letra música que tava tocando, mas não queria que fosse exibida de início. Queria poder ocultá-la e só mostrar se o visitante quisesse. Até porque não tem uma forte ligação com o conteúdo, era mais um extra mesmo. Pois bem, visitei o oráculo e descobri o código que precisava. Felicidade instantânea! E momentânea! O código não funcionou. Tive que fuçar de inúmeras maneiras até descobrir todos os problemas (não sou nenhum mestre em webdesign!). Foram mais de 5 horas tentando de tudo que podia...&lt;br /&gt;Até que consegui! =D&lt;br /&gt;A sensação da recompensa é deveras reconfortante, devo salientar. Foi o que me fez lembrar do poema que vi hoje do João Cabral de Melo Neto intitulado "&lt;a href="http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/poesia/j/joaoc05.htm"&gt;A Educação pela pedra&lt;/a&gt;". Aprender com a pedra é dureza! A gente apanha, apanha, apanha até aprender!&lt;br /&gt;E agora vou-me rumo às próximas aulas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aprendendo-da-pedra.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; width:132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-8543458280250081326?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/1TqTnXYPQkY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/8543458280250081326/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=8543458280250081326&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/8543458280250081326?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/8543458280250081326?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/1TqTnXYPQkY/aprendendo-da-pedra.html" title="Aprendendo da pedra" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aprendendo-da-pedra.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IERHc6eip7ImA9WxZVEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-5899582337751533269</id><published>2008-03-21T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:11:45.912-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-21T05:11:45.912-07:00</app:edited><title>Aperfeiçoando o blog 2</title><content type="html">Os links para os outros blogs que contribuo também foram atualizados bem como as screenshots deles. É o Paulo Persivo trabalhando para fazer um Paulo Persivo melhor! ;^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aperfeioando-o-blog-ii.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; width:132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-5899582337751533269?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/1L4PKrEakBA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/5899582337751533269/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=5899582337751533269&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5899582337751533269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5899582337751533269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/1L4PKrEakBA/aperfeioando-o-blog-ii.html" title="Aperfeiçoando o blog 2" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aperfeioando-o-blog-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QER388fCp7ImA9WxZVEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-9201768618448562698</id><published>2008-03-21T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:08:26.174-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-21T05:08:26.174-07:00</app:edited><title>Aperfeiçoando o blog</title><content type="html">Olá galera! Passando para avisar que adicionei à aba "info" links para meus perfis no &lt;a href="http://www.lastfm.com.br/user/ppersivo/"&gt;Last.fm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ppersivo"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://friendfeed.com/users/5b171d9e-f733-11dc-b955-003048343a40"&gt;FriendFeed&lt;/a&gt;. Vai servir para nada já que não interessa a ninguém falar comigo mas tá dado o recado. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aperfeioando-o-blog.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; width:132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-9201768618448562698?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/Hj7_29mHuvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/9201768618448562698/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=9201768618448562698&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9201768618448562698?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9201768618448562698?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/Hj7_29mHuvE/aperfeioando-o-blog.html" title="Aperfeiçoando o blog" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/aperfeioando-o-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMR3o9cSp7ImA9WxZVEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-984995973387295059</id><published>2008-03-20T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T05:29:46.469-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-20T05:29:46.469-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="músicas" /><title>The Beatles - Blackbird</title><content type="html">Música suave, fácil de cantar e com uma mensagem simples e direta. Adoro essa música!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.seeqpod.com/cache/seeqpodSlimlineEmbed.swf" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="domain=http://www.seeqpod.com&amp;amp;playlistXMLPath=http://www.seeqpod.com/api/music/getPlaylist?playlist_id=89997f4db3" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of the night&lt;br /&gt;Take these broken wings and learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of the night&lt;br /&gt;Take these sunken eyes and learn to see&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly&lt;br /&gt;Into the light of the dark black night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly&lt;br /&gt;Into the light of the dark black night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackbird singing in the dead of the night&lt;br /&gt;Take these broken wings and learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;All your life&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arive&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arive&lt;br /&gt;You were only waiting for this moment to arive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/beatles-blackbird.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; 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essa hist&amp;#243;ria de ra&amp;#231;as humanas. Sempre achei que as pessoas eram pessoas e nada mais. Nada de pessoa preta, pessoa branca, pessoa amarela e seja l&amp;#225; que cor quiserem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dessa forma, acho um retrocesso que se come&amp;#231;e no Brasil a fazer-se distin&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o entre as pessoas. Cotas para negros? N&amp;#227;o concordo! S&amp;#227;o pessoas como quaisquer outras. Quem sofre no Brasil n&amp;#227;o s&amp;#227;o os negros, s&amp;#227;o os pobres. Pode dizer que a maioria dos pobres s&amp;#227;o negros, que historicmente o negro foi marginalizado, que &amp;#233; segregado e tudo mais. Mas o fato &amp;#233; que na hist&amp;#243;ria desse pa&amp;#237;s nunca tivemos programas realmente pensados e eficazes que objetivassem dirimir as diferen&amp;#231;as entre as pessoas. Veja bem, entre as pessoas! N&amp;#227;o digo entre negros e brancos, brancos e &amp;#237;ndios, nem qualquer coisa que o valha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Deixo aqui meu ponto de vista e um link para um texto sobre o tema. A leitura vale a pena.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Revista Pangea Mundo" href="http://www.clubemundo.com.br/revistapangea/show_news.asp?n=335&amp;amp;ed=1" target="_blank"&gt;Matilde, fale-nos sobre o Qu&amp;#234;nia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/crena-nas-raas.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; width: 132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-9218923737467975802?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/s6pyiLX1jkI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/9218923737467975802/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=9218923737467975802&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9218923737467975802?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/9218923737467975802?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/s6pyiLX1jkI/crena-nas-raas.html" title="A crença nas raças" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/03/crena-nas-raas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYESHg9fyp7ImA9WxZQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-5747408940084940562</id><published>2008-02-23T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:25:09.667-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-23T05:25:09.667-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="músicas" /><title>Osvaldinho da Cuíca</title><content type="html">Samba do bom. Pena que tá sumindo, afinal tirar som de uma frigideira não é algo simples...&lt;div style="display:block; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nc_g6cw3XSQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nc_g6cw3XSQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/osvaldinho-da-cuca.html" class="fb_share_button" onclick="return fbs_click()" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; width:132px;"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-5747408940084940562?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/46Qao58221w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/5747408940084940562/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=5747408940084940562&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5747408940084940562?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5747408940084940562?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/46Qao58221w/osvaldinho-da-cuca.html" title="Osvaldinho da Cuíca" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/osvaldinho-da-cuca.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYCQ38zfCp7ImA9WxZQFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-5987385961059959467</id><published>2008-02-22T04:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T04:26:02.184-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-22T04:26:02.184-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amizades" /><title>Mudanças</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Certas coisas n&amp;#227;o mudam. Ap&amp;#243;s eras sem v&amp;#234;-las, reencontrei-as. Nada inesperado contudo, afinal de contas era &amp;#233;poca de volta &amp;#224;s aulas. Tampouco inesperadas foram as p&amp;#233;rolas e risadas uma vez que certas coisas n&amp;#227;o mudam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#201;, certas coisas n&amp;#227;o mudam! N&amp;#227;o mudou o gosto das risadas. N&amp;#227;o mudou nossos pontos de encontro. Tamb&amp;#233;m n&amp;#227;o mudou o teor das conversas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;E cada vez que as coisas v&amp;#227;o n&amp;#227;o mudando vamos nos acostumando com elas. Ao ver um sorriso no rosto delas sorrio por v&amp;#234;-los e por lembrar dos outros iguais que j&amp;#225; vi. Jeitos e trejeitos que, por for&amp;#231;a da n&amp;#227;o-mudan&amp;#231;a dos mesmos, refor&amp;#231;am o sentimento de seguran&amp;#231;a. &amp;#201;, certas coisas n&amp;#227;o mudam! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ainda Bem!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicado a Vivz e Nath ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="fb_share_button" style="width: 132px; text-decoration: none" onclick="return fbs_click()" href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/mudanas.html" target="_blank"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-5987385961059959467?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/jcaXyYaxuto" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/5987385961059959467/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=5987385961059959467&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5987385961059959467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/5987385961059959467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/jcaXyYaxuto/mudanas.html" title="Mudanças" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/mudanas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYERHo8fCp7ImA9WxZQFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137375292158071308.post-926372814920017570</id><published>2008-02-21T04:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T04:25:05.474-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-22T04:25:05.474-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amizades" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vídeos" /><title>Balão Mágico</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Esse post &amp;#233; dedicado a uma amiga que ainda hoje ama escutar as m&amp;#250;sicas de sua inf&amp;#226;ncia. S&amp;#227;o cinco sucessos do Bal&amp;#227;o M&amp;#225;gico e a abertura do programa pra matar um pouco da saudade. &amp;#192; essa eterna crian&amp;#231;a chamada Aline um super-abra&amp;#231;o-bem-forte!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="display: block; text-align: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://br.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFNHU9rX4tqU4OPuMnrOiQ4exE0pOwuA2Y4=" width="340" height="285" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="fb_share_button" style="width: 132px; text-decoration: none" onclick="return fbs_click()" href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/balo-mgico.html" target="_blank"&gt;Compartilhar no Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137375292158071308-926372814920017570?l=paulopersivo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~4/aRS-GFgK12M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/feeds/926372814920017570/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137375292158071308&amp;postID=926372814920017570&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/926372814920017570?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137375292158071308/posts/default/926372814920017570?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PauloPersivo/~3/aRS-GFgK12M/balo-mgico.html" title="Balão Mágico" /><author><name>Paulo Persivo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09897797466568139509" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://paulopersivo.blogspot.com/2008/02/balo-mgico.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
