<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072</id><updated>2024-08-31T18:58:59.983+01:00</updated><title type="text">?Uma pedrada no charco fétido que é a vida!</title><subtitle type="html"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;redirect=false" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false" rel="next" type="application/atom+xml"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>363</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3985590963229585824</id><published>2007-12-26T14:21:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:22:13.584+00:00</updated><title type="text">Boas Festas!</title><summary type="text">Há dias em que tenho uma fúria e apetece-me escrever sobre tudo, todos e mais alguma coisa que me ocorra no momento. Felizmente, nem sempre tenho à mão com que escrever ou, nem sempre consigo escrever no mesmo instante da ocorrência da fúria, por razões várias. Desde a preguiça, aos afazeres profissionais. Normalmente estas fúrias, literalmente falando, dão-me devido a aspectos que me fazem </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3985590963229585824/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3985590963229585824?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3985590963229585824" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3985590963229585824" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/12/h-dias-em-que-tenho-uma-fria-e-apetece.html" rel="alternate" title="Boas Festas!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-5109747080630214535</id><published>2007-12-10T15:03:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:05:04.000+00:00</updated><title type="text">Se bebem muita jola e não sabem que fazer ao vasilhame...</title><summary type="text"> </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/5109747080630214535/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/5109747080630214535?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/5109747080630214535" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/5109747080630214535" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/12/se-bebem-muita-jola-e-no-sabem-que.html" rel="alternate" title="Se bebem muita jola e não sabem que fazer ao vasilhame..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-1816205853666056814</id><published>2007-12-03T10:04:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:06:06.813+00:00</updated><title type="text">ASAE, os zeladores da saúde pública ou a brigada «anti-ecológica»</title><summary type="text">Todos sabemos o que é a ASAE. Nem todos sabemos o que significam estas lindas iniciais; Autoridade de Segurança Alimentar e Económica. Bom confesso que todos soubessem, eu não sabia!  Ora o nossa ASAE tem como seguinte áreas de intervenção, segundo o seu site oficial, a Saúde Pública e segurança alimentar; a Propriedade industrial e práticas comerciais; o Ambiente e segurança, ou seja, tudo o que</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/1816205853666056814/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/1816205853666056814?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/1816205853666056814" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/1816205853666056814" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/12/todos-sabemos-o-que-asae.html" rel="alternate" title="ASAE, os zeladores da saúde pública ou a brigada «anti-ecológica»" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-1119956936007235442</id><published>2007-11-30T18:04:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:29:21.798+00:00</updated><title type="text">P'lo fim de semana passado</title><summary type="text">E para "fechar" o mês bloguístico, em beleza. Acho eu...</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/1119956936007235442/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/1119956936007235442?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/1119956936007235442" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/1119956936007235442" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/plo-fim-de-semana-passado.html" rel="alternate" title="P'lo fim de semana passado" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/2063337047_e99df63586_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-6120898823598882343</id><published>2007-11-27T11:13:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:15:51.589+00:00</updated><title type="text">As vantagens de trabalhar...</title><summary type="text">  As vantagens de trabalhar num empresa editorial, são algumas. Não vou enumerá-las todas, porque provavelmente nem as sei, pois nunca analisei a fundo a questão. Nem vou analisar, não tem interesse algum. Esporadicamente lá me lembro disso. Muito mais frequentemente me lembro das dificuldades que advêm de ter com entidade empregadora um privado e um "publisher" (ah, como os estrangeirismo ajudam</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/6120898823598882343/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/6120898823598882343?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6120898823598882343" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6120898823598882343" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-vantagens-de-trabalhar-num-empresa.html" rel="alternate" title="As vantagens de trabalhar..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3886361624681562673</id><published>2007-11-21T16:59:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:04:35.264+00:00</updated><title type="text">Noutro sítio, mesma espécie (e outro espécime, provavelmente)</title><summary type="text">Esta, foi tirada aqui. Ficou "muito queimada"...</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3886361624681562673/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3886361624681562673?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3886361624681562673" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3886361624681562673" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/noutro-stio-mesma-espcie-e-outro.html" rel="alternate" title="Noutro sítio, mesma espécie (e outro espécime, provavelmente)" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2047920683_96599ce5ee_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3866244439441530519</id><published>2007-11-14T23:35:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:44:05.301+00:00</updated><title type="text">Perfeição, presunção ou uma travagem brusca, no momento certo?</title><summary type="text">Foi tirada aqui.</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3866244439441530519/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3866244439441530519?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3866244439441530519" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3866244439441530519" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/perfeio-presuno-ou-uma-travagem-brusca.html" rel="alternate" title="Perfeição, presunção ou uma travagem brusca, no momento certo?" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/1895287935_a9f63ec13f_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-6702943267425258059</id><published>2007-11-07T10:31:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:32:22.695+00:00</updated><title type="text">O efeito de imitação</title><summary type="text">Com o acidente da A23, está-se a assistir ao efeito supracitado, fomentado pelos meios de comunicação social, televisivos com preponderância. Talvez não possamos apelidar literalmente de efeito de imitação, mas que têm sido noticiados acidentes, atrás de acidentes, é um facto. Ora acidentes, como alguns dos que têm sido noticiados, acontecem todos os dias, não são novidade e nunca tendo merecido </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/6702943267425258059/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/6702943267425258059?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6702943267425258059" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6702943267425258059" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-efeito-de-imitao.html" rel="alternate" title="O efeito de imitação" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-4465290170397166606</id><published>2007-11-06T10:12:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:15:20.017+00:00</updated><title type="text">A moderna banha da cobra</title><summary type="text">A União Europeia, através de um dos seus muitos organismos reguladores, veio legislar sobre o sector da alimentação, nomeadamente sobre aqueles produtos que contêm substâncias “milagrosas” (ou quase) para a saúde e bem estar dos seres humanos.Em termos práticos significa que acabaram as publicidades a benefícios para a saúde e ou para uma alimentação equilibrada, que não consigam ser provados </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/4465290170397166606/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/4465290170397166606?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4465290170397166606" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4465290170397166606" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/moderna-banha-da-cobra.html" rel="alternate" title="A moderna banha da cobra" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3202111071606564062</id><published>2007-11-02T10:41:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:22:22.724+00:00</updated><title type="text">A «face audível» da mudança da hora</title><summary type="text">Até os passarinhos ficam confundidos com as coisas dos humanos...Get Flash to see this player. var so = new SWFObject('http://www.pe.sytes.net/blogger/swf/player.swf','','370','320','7'); so.addParam("allowfullscreen","true"); so.addVariable("file","Erithacus_rubecula_by_night.flv"); so.addVariable("image","http://pedroestevao.googlepages.com/Erithacus_rubecula_by_night.jpg"); so.addVariable("</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3202111071606564062/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3202111071606564062?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3202111071606564062" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3202111071606564062" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/get-flash-to-see-this-player.html" rel="alternate" title="A «face audível» da mudança da hora" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3018134485404915335</id><published>2007-11-01T12:06:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:09:22.812+00:00</updated><title type="text">Bancos, créditos e endividamento</title><summary type="text">Em Portugal, está a aumentar o endividamento das famílias (não é novidade!), para números nunca antes vistos (esta é a novidade!).Os lucros das entidades bancárias, esses pelo contrário, continuam a subir. A subir muito, muitíssimo, por ventura, demais!Essas mesmas entidades, ditam “As Leis” para si próprias e, muitas vezes, contrárias às leis do país ou, não sendo contrárias, são contraditórias </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3018134485404915335/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3018134485404915335?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3018134485404915335" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3018134485404915335" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/11/bancos-consumismo-endividamento.html" rel="alternate" title="Bancos, créditos e endividamento" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-8001970316533209076</id><published>2007-10-29T18:30:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:30:21.381+00:00</updated><title type="text">Um lindo casaquinho de peles</title><summary type="text">E se de repente, fossemos nós os caçados, por usarmos AS peles da moda, quentinhas, quentinhas? É extremamente violento e desagradável, não é!?!</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/8001970316533209076/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/8001970316533209076?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/8001970316533209076" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/8001970316533209076" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/casaco-de-peles.html" rel="alternate" title="Um lindo casaquinho de peles" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-187387307102828215</id><published>2007-10-26T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:58:04.971+01:00</updated><title type="text">Empréstimos? É no BCP, claro!</title><summary type="text">Não há dúvida que quem muito tem, muito pode. Pelo menos em Portugal, mas, para não bater sempre no mesmo ceguinho, diria que a nível mundial, nas sociedades ocidentalizadas, denominadas de “evoluídas” (pergunto-me insistentemente o que têm elas de evoluídas as sociedades onde as pessoas são – mal – tratadas como máquinas e parcas vezes encontro resposta).Assim justificamos a globalização e o </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/187387307102828215/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/187387307102828215?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/187387307102828215" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/187387307102828215" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/emprstimos-no-bcp.html" rel="alternate" title="Empréstimos? É no BCP, claro!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-8670118553685161526</id><published>2007-10-24T20:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:35:17.133+01:00</updated><title type="text">Portugal: o paraíso da arqueologia mundial</title><summary type="text">Notícias como esta, fomentam a vergonha que todos sentimos por vezes, de algumas pessoas que estão à frente do destino do nosso país e de algumas empresas e que se alastra ao geral do país, por associação.O traçado da linha de muito alta tensão entre Portimão e Tunes, não pôde ser alterado, quando surgiram estudos que davam os campos electromagnéticos que estas linhas geram, como nocivos para as </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/8670118553685161526/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/8670118553685161526?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/8670118553685161526" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/8670118553685161526" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/portugal-o-paraso-da-arqueologia.html" rel="alternate" title="Portugal: o paraíso da arqueologia mundial" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-4591129179472565004</id><published>2007-10-16T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:07:12.438+01:00</updated><title type="text">O exemplo vem sempre de cima!</title><summary type="text">José Vilhena &amp;copy;</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/4591129179472565004/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/4591129179472565004?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4591129179472565004" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4591129179472565004" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-exemplo-vem-sempre-de-cima.html" rel="alternate" title="O exemplo vem sempre de cima!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3775016456206203646</id><published>2007-10-12T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:45:25.930+01:00</updated><title type="text">Será que?</title><summary type="text">Sempre me fez espécie o facto das pessoas deixarem as luzes das casas de banho, no local de trabalho, cafés ou restaurantes, acesas, mesmo depois de os terem abandonado.Em casa, farão o mesmo?</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3775016456206203646/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3775016456206203646?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3775016456206203646" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3775016456206203646" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/ser-que.html" rel="alternate" title="Será que?" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-6037176056136456388</id><published>2007-10-09T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:26:21.120+01:00</updated><title type="text">A realização pessoal</title><summary type="text">Muito se fala de realização pessoal. Mas o que é isso de realização pessoal? Como se mede? Como se quantifica, se possível for?Mormente nos dias de hoje, o que circula e é geralmente aceite como medida universal para  a realização pessoal, é a quantidade, a quantificação. Quanto mais se tiver, quanto mais conseguirmos amealhar, ter, possuir, melhor, mais realizados somos ou nos temos que sentir. </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/6037176056136456388/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/6037176056136456388?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6037176056136456388" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6037176056136456388" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/realizao-pessoal.html" rel="alternate" title="A realização pessoal" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-2407224398096897506</id><published>2007-10-08T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:39:37.172+01:00</updated><title type="text">Mais um?</title><summary type="text">Muito se tem especulado, desde há largos anos a esta parte, sobre a possibilidade de existência de um (novo) imposto (mais um!) sobre os veículos automóveis, em que todos fossem taxados de forma semelhante ao imposto municipal ou imposto de circulação. Então, onde está a novidade?Pois a novidade surge no facto de todos os veículos, mesmo os que não estão a circular ou no via publica, serem “</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/2407224398096897506/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/2407224398096897506?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/2407224398096897506" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/2407224398096897506" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/10/mais-um.html" rel="alternate" title="Mais um?" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-6238688706390717937</id><published>2007-09-27T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:18:25.723+01:00</updated><title type="text">Em bom plano</title><summary type="text">Pela, se calhar, primeira vez na vida, acho que gostei de ver e até concordei, com uma atitude do Santana Lopes...</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/6238688706390717937/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/6238688706390717937?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6238688706390717937" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6238688706390717937" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/09/em-bom-plano.html" rel="alternate" title="Em bom plano" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-7370333148977112037</id><published>2007-09-18T15:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:27:09.815+01:00</updated><title type="text">(um pouco de) Marrocos em imagens</title><summary type="text"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/7370333148977112037/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/7370333148977112037?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/7370333148977112037" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/7370333148977112037" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/09/marrocos.html" rel="alternate" title="(um pouco de) Marrocos em imagens" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-4427013239558260408</id><published>2007-09-17T07:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T00:02:01.185+01:00</updated><title type="text">EuroBasket 2007</title><summary type="text">Apurada que está a nova campeão da Europa em Basquetebol, a Rússia (merecido!), lamento que a Espanha, por ventura a melhor equipa em prova e a equipa que melhor e mais bonito basquetebol praticou, tenha demonstrado uma atitude a todos os níveis reprovável.Eu gosto de desporto, de bom desporto e não suporto, seja em que modalidade for, ver “teatradas”, coisa que a Espanha usou e abusou ao longo </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/4427013239558260408/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/4427013239558260408?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4427013239558260408" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/4427013239558260408" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/09/eurobasket-2007.html" rel="alternate" title="EuroBasket 2007" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-6944434054717383152</id><published>2007-09-10T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:09:42.449+01:00</updated><title type="text">Hoje foi o primeiro dia</title><summary type="text">Não do resto da minha vida, como diria o grande Sérgio Godinho, mas do meu regresso ao trabalho.Como a todos nós que regressamos de férias, custou-me, custa e, durante esta semana pelo menos, prevejo eu, vai custar. Mais do que os outros anos porque o este período de férias foi um pouco mais longo do que todos os outros que já tinha tido, até agora. Ora desde a data do último post à data deste </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/6944434054717383152/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/6944434054717383152?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6944434054717383152" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/6944434054717383152" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/09/hoje-foi-o-primeiro-dia.html" rel="alternate" title="Hoje foi o primeiro dia" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-7716466427093790488</id><published>2007-08-17T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:11:05.137+01:00</updated><title type="text">Estava a ficar azul! Nunca mais me cheirava a férias...</title><summary type="text">E boas férias para quem só agora as vai começar gozar... como eu! :-)</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/7716466427093790488/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/7716466427093790488?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="1 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/7716466427093790488" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/7716466427093790488" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/08/estava-ficar-azul-de-nunca-mais-cheirar.html" rel="alternate" title="Estava a ficar azul! Nunca mais me cheirava a férias..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1099/555974876_80ec564e57_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-5708303389541029211</id><published>2007-08-13T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T11:04:48.561+01:00</updated><title type="text">No bom jornalismo</title><summary type="text">Sem se querer ser tendencioso, informa-se sem nunca se esquecer a realidade que nos rodeia ou na qual estamos inseridos, seja ela favorável ou não.http://www.jornaldenegocios.pt/default.asp?CpContentId=300916Poderia ser uma boa notícia, fantástica, maravilhosa, se ficássemos apenas pela primeira parte (como por vezes acontece), mas... afinal não é nada disso.Mostra-nos as (grandes) fraquezas de </summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/5708303389541029211/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/5708303389541029211?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/5708303389541029211" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/5708303389541029211" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-bom-jornalismo.html" rel="alternate" title="No bom jornalismo" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25114072.post-3517165361457131123</id><published>2007-08-10T17:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:44:53.807+01:00</updated><title type="text">E com esta me vou, até qualquer dia</title><summary type="text">Diziam-me no outro dia que a razão de haver mais divórcios e, proporcionalmente ou não, menos casamentos e mais solteirões, se ficava a dever (não só mas também) à beleza cada vez mais insinuante e acessível das mulheres e, consequentemente, ao maior grau de indecisão na altura de escolher a melhor, mais perfeita e ou adequada companheira para o resto da vida.Teorias...</summary><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/feeds/3517165361457131123/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Enviar feedback" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/25114072/3517165361457131123?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comentários" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3517165361457131123" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25114072/posts/default/3517165361457131123" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://qu3mx0u3u.blogspot.com/2007/08/e-com-esta-me-vou-at-qualquer-dia.html" rel="alternate" title="E com esta me vou, até qualquer dia" type="text/html"/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>