<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:36:56.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isso agora...</title><subtitle type='html'>"A razao porque temos duas orelhas e apenas uma boca e para que possamos ouvir mais e falar menos" - Anonimo  

 "A razao porque temos dez dedos e apenas dois olhos e para que possamos blogar mais e ler menos" - Isso agora...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-111471249745025032</id><published>2005-04-28T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:28:11.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Também tenho o ego inchado</title><summary type='text'>Não percebo é como ele é que foi escolhido para tradutor..."English GeniusYou scored 92% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 86% Advanced, and 80% Expert! You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/111471249745025032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/111471249745025032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111471249745025032' title='Também tenho o ego inchado'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-111401125125203851</id><published>2005-04-20T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T08:37:06.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha vida amorosa e outras estórias</title><summary type='text'>Começou mais ou menos por volta dos 12 anos, ou pelo menos é o que digo desde os 17, e apesar de nunca lhe ter dado um beijo ainda hoje sinto a macieza dos seus lábios nos meus. Eram doces, como que polvilhados de açúcar, e tinha uns olhos castanhos num flambeado permanente em mistura de conhaque e cointreau. Suzete. Tinha um sotaque a condizer, o que lhe dava um ar exótico, com a boquinha em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/111401125125203851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/111401125125203851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111401125125203851' title='A minha vida amorosa e outras estórias'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-110270860964721367</id><published>2004-12-10T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T11:56:49.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songbird</title><summary type='text'>For you, there'll be no more crying,For you, the sun will be shining,And I feel that when I'm with you,It's alright, I know it's right.To you, I'll give the worldto you, I'll never be cold'Cause I feel that when I'm with you,It's alright, I know it's right.And the songbirds are singing,Like they know the score,And I love you, I love you, I love you,Like never before.And I wish you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/110270860964721367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/110270860964721367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110270860964721367' title='Songbird'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-110112904036423651</id><published>2004-11-22T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T06:35:05.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para não vos desapontar</title><summary type='text'>Dado o enorme fluxo de visitas a este blogue (há tanto tempo abandonado à sua sorte) motivado pela publicidade, enganosa diga-se, dos dois blogues mais fantásticos de toda a blogosfera, nacional e "estrangera", a funda São e a Gotinha, decidi pôr aqui qualquer coisinha para que não fossem de mãos a abanar. É tão somente a melhor anedota do mundo, contada por esse não menos famoso artista do show </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/110112904036423651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/110112904036423651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110112904036423651' title='Para não vos desapontar'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-109518689653153702</id><published>2004-09-14T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T11:34:56.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esclarecimento</title><summary type='text'>O post anterior é da exclusiva responsabilidade de quem o assinou.mas eu gostei...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/109518689653153702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/109518689653153702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109518689653153702' title='Esclarecimento'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-109518385165077865</id><published>2004-09-14T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T10:44:11.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3700576</title><summary type='text'>Estou loucamente apaixonada por ti.Ass. Sofia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/109518385165077865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/109518385165077865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109518385165077865' title='3700576'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-108241337904913521</id><published>2004-04-19T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T15:29:54.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao acaso II</title><summary type='text'>Eu juro que fiz o que prometi no post anterior, mas como o cabrão do blogger me lixou tudo, e eu não estou com paciência para repetir a obra de arte que aqui tinha posto, ficam só com as frases a seco:"Pó" Dan Rhodes, A Namorada Portuguesa e outras 100 Histórias"Depois, enfim, ele afastou-se, depositou-lhe um beijo muito suave na boca, ouviu-o dizer «adeus, Matilde», ouviu os seus passos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108241337904913521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108241337904913521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108241337904913521' title='Ao acaso II'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-108238912194928187</id><published>2004-04-19T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T15:31:19.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao acaso</title><summary type='text'>1. Pegue no livro que estiver mais perto de si.2. Abra-o na página 31.3. Sublinhe a lápis a primeira frase completa que encontrar. (Para quê sublinhar?, digo eu...)4. Publique-a no seu blog, juntamente com estas instruções (faça-o nos comentários deste post, se não possuir o seu próprio blog).Lamento mas como estou no emprego o livro mais à mão é o "Elementos de contabilidade geral" e estas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108238912194928187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108238912194928187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108238912194928187' title='Ao acaso'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-108043460051677143</id><published>2004-03-27T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T16:46:52.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem título</title><summary type='text'>Obrigado S., permite-me que te retribua:"este livro. passa um dedo pela página, sente o papelcomo se sentisses a pele do meu corpo, o meu rosto.este livro tem palavras. esquece as palavras por momentos. o que temos para dizer não pode ser dito.sente o peso deste livro. o peso da minha mão sobre a tua. damos as mão quando seguras este livro.não me perguntes quem sou. não me perguntes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108043460051677143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/108043460051677143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108043460051677143' title='Sem título'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107943472281544101</id><published>2004-03-16T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T03:01:59.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Por favor, divulguem!!!</title><summary type='text'>Estes são os últimos desenvolvimentos da cruzada do Agente Laranja. Eu sei que é chato ler em inglês mas considero-a uma causa mais nobre que o combate ao terrorismo - e tem a vantagem de não matar ninguém nem ser necessário invadir um país.Por favor assinem e divulguem, talvez um dia o Nam tenha uma prótese que, não lhe restituindo a integridade física que nunca conheceu sem nunca ter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107943472281544101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107943472281544101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107943472281544101' title='Por favor, divulguem!!!'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107904779911603682</id><published>2004-03-11T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T15:33:43.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma puta de causa</title><summary type='text'>11/03/2004 - Solidariedade para com o povo espanhol.E puta que vos pariu, senhores da guerra: Bush, Blair e Aznar. Metade daquele sangue está nas vossas mãos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107904779911603682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107904779911603682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107904779911603682' title='Uma puta de causa'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107877218329705349</id><published>2004-03-08T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T16:58:56.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma boa causa</title><summary type='text'>Dear Friends,We are calling all to support the Vietnamese victims of Agent Orange by signing a new petition that we have set up.This is Nam who has no legs as a direct result of the dioxin found in the Agent Orange that the U.S. Forces sprayed during the Vietnam War.   (As seen in the documentary Battle's Poison Cloud)There are 3 million people in Vietnam who are suffering from terrible </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107877218329705349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107877218329705349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107877218329705349' title='Uma boa causa'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107833306910101972</id><published>2004-03-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:00:47.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O princípio do prazer</title><summary type='text'>Hoje é domingoHá uma chuva de homens de chapéu defronte das casasNo bosque ouvem-se gritos de pássaro feridoOs amantes beijam-se através do lençolA mesa está posta sobre a maçãA vida secreta é uma esfera suspensa no canto da casaA mulher morta sobre a camaO som do marÉ manhãAs janelas da casa iluminam-se de uma luz alaranjadaO cavalo corre sobre o automóvel verdeUm perfume a rosa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107833306910101972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107833306910101972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107833306910101972' title='&lt;strong&gt;O princípio do prazer&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107749336582691472</id><published>2004-02-22T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:50:11.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plágio!</title><summary type='text'>Estava eu tão bem a almoçar quando me entra o Dani televisão adentro, sem bater ou pedir licença, pedindo contribuições para o dicionário Português-Inglês que a Gotinha começou a compilar aqui há já algum tempo.O poder da blogoesfera alastra-se tal qual o sidicato do Jimmy Hoffa. Gotinha, se quiseres receber os merecidos direitos de autor... just say the word, we know people.PS Desculpem a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107749336582691472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107749336582691472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107749336582691472' title='&lt;strong&gt;Plágio!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107749252491827740</id><published>2004-02-22T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:32:46.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marquem na agenda</title><summary type='text'>Meus queridos amigos: 23, 24 e 25 de Julho é na Benquerença. É uma aldeia com cerca de 500 habitantes residentes e que no pico do Verão (leia-se Festa de Nossa Sra. das Neves, todos os 5 de Agosto) atinge os cerca de 1500. Fica perto de Espanha (Valverde del Fresno) entre Penamacor e Fundão, 30 km a sul da Covilhã.É também a terra Natal dos pais deste vosso criado, pelo que todas as mulheres </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107749252491827740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107749252491827740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107749252491827740' title='&lt;strong&gt;Marquem na agenda&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107688860053754026</id><published>2004-02-15T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T15:56:18.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicidade enganosa</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107688860053754026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107688860053754026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107688860053754026' title='&lt;strong&gt;Publicidade enganosa&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107672333866513149</id><published>2004-02-13T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T17:51:50.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta a Um Enrustido</title><summary type='text'>Vale mesmo a pena ler este post. Mas devo avisar que pode ferir algumas susceptibilidades.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107672333866513149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107672333866513149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672333866513149' title='&lt;strong&gt;Carta a Um Enrustido&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107671566685250918</id><published>2004-02-13T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T15:48:38.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É só uma ideia</title><summary type='text'>Mas a mim parece-me uma boa ideia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107671566685250918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107671566685250918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107671566685250918' title='&lt;strong&gt;É só uma ideia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107654752904111590</id><published>2004-02-11T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T17:01:18.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agradecimentos</title><summary type='text'>A todos os que comentaram o meu desabafo o meu muito obrigado. Só uma nota muito especial para o JC: és impagável!!! E vou cobrar esse café no Porto mais cedo que julgas.Tenho a comunicar-vos que tudo correu pelo melhor - muito provavelmente devido aos vossos desejos de boa sorte - e vou mudar de emprego muito brevemente. Se o dinheiro fosse tudo na vida estava felissíssimo da vida, mas como é </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107654752904111590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107654752904111590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107654752904111590' title='&lt;strong&gt;Agradecimentos&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107654709250663350</id><published>2004-02-11T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T16:54:02.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maiores de 28</title><summary type='text'>Recebi por email. Soa-me a posta de blog mas não faço ideia qual. Se o autor, ou alguém seu conhecido, por aqui passar diga de sua justiça para eu atribuir os louros a quem os merece.citaçãoEm conversa com o irmão mais novo de um amigo, cheguei a uma triste conclusão.A juventude de hoje, na faixa que vai até aos 20 anos, está perdida.E está perdida porque não conhece os grandes valores que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107654709250663350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107654709250663350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107654709250663350' title='&lt;strong&gt;Maiores de 28&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107602508049969331</id><published>2004-02-05T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:55:04.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, but not for good</title><summary type='text'>Os últimos tempos têm sido difíceis. Cansa fingir que está tudo bem, principalmente quando tudo se desmorona à volta. A vantagem do anonimato no blogue é que posso ter pena de mim sem que daí venha mal ao mundo, ao meu mundo.Há gente que escreve para desabafar mas não é o meu caso. Se hoje aqui estou é porque tenho um bocadinho de tempo para mim, o que já não acontecia há algum tempo, e sinto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107602508049969331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107602508049969331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107602508049969331' title='&lt;strong&gt;Back, but not for good&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107430067396112653</id><published>2004-01-16T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:53:08.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais arte fotográfica</title><summary type='text'>"Roubado" aqui, que por sua vez tinha "roubado" daqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107430067396112653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107430067396112653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107430067396112653' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mais arte fotográfica&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107429983854443969</id><published>2004-01-16T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:39:12.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia, ou talvez não...</title><summary type='text'>Talvez cultura fodenga pipiana:"É uma terra danada, Um paraíso perdido. Onde todo mundo fode, Onde todo mundo é fodido. Fodem moscas e mosquitos, Fodem aranha e escorpião, Fodem pulgas e carrapatos, Fodem empregadas com patrão.  Os brancos fodem os negros Com grande consentimento, Os noivos fodem as noivas Muito antes do casamento. Coronel fode Tenente, General fode Capitão. E </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107429983854443969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107429983854443969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107429983854443969' title='&lt;strong&gt;Poesia, ou talvez não...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107429959121449291</id><published>2004-01-16T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:35:05.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always look at the brighter side of life</title><summary type='text'>Infelizmente levei uma tampa, ou por outra, alguém se cortou.Felizmente fiquei com um tempinho para dar uma volta pelos meus blogs favoritos.Para verem que sou amigo e não é uma completa perda de tempo lerem este post, deixo-vos aqui o link para um anti-virus muito bom e gratuito no primeiro ano:http://www.my-etrust.com/microsoft/index.cfm É software da Computer Associates e da máxima </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107429959121449291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107429959121449291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107429959121449291' title='&lt;strong&gt;Always look at the brighter side of life&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107421883442318370</id><published>2004-01-15T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T18:09:08.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muito trabalho</title><summary type='text'>Muito trabalho, muito trabalho, muito trabalho!!! Volto quando puder.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107421883442318370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107421883442318370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107421883442318370' title='&lt;strong&gt;Muito trabalho&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107366139966429644</id><published>2004-01-09T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T07:18:33.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bronco</title><summary type='text'>Sou eu! Como disse, e muitíssimo bem, o amigo Bidé, no post anterior "idiossincrasia" está mal escrito. Ora cá vai a errata que se impõe:Onde se lê "idiossincracia" deve ler-se "idiossincrasia" (bronco);Onde se lê "ortográfica" não se deve ler nada (bronco);Onde se lê "restrito clube de bloguers iluminados" deve ler-se "restrito clube de bloguers que têm a mania que são iluminados" (todos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107366139966429644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107366139966429644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107366139966429644' title='&lt;strong&gt;Bronco&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107352116557460016</id><published>2004-01-07T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:23:44.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiossincracia</title><summary type='text'>Pronto! Também já escrevi um post que inclui, ortográfica, gramatical, semântica e contextualmente correcta, a palavra idiossincracia. Agora passei a fazer parte do restrito clube de bloguers iluminados.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107352116557460016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107352116557460016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352116557460016' title='&lt;strong&gt;Idiossincracia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107343890476612182</id><published>2004-01-06T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:30:54.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CaboQUÊ?!?</title><summary type='text'>Então não é que alguém aqui chegou através de uma pesquisa no Google a "cabovisao á borla" (assim mesmo, com o acento ao contrário). Oh meus amigos, eu nem tenho Cabovisão... tenho os 4 canais da praxe, sendo que o 1º apanha mal e o 4º já não sei se ainda funciona.Borlas?!? Isso agora é que era bom! Aqui, tirando o NIB e para efeitos de depósitos, não se dá nada a ninguém.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107343890476612182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107343890476612182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107343890476612182' title='&lt;strong&gt;CaboQUÊ?!?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107343097453577302</id><published>2004-01-06T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T15:21:05.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta o melhor estilo...</title><summary type='text'>...mas o Kamasutra não cabia todo aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107343097453577302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107343097453577302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107343097453577302' title='&lt;strong&gt;Falta o melhor estilo...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107335028749874416</id><published>2004-01-05T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T16:52:16.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale mesmo a pena</title><summary type='text'>Um excelente post sobre o estado da nação. Bravo 100piedade!"Admitam. Ser culto tornou-se uma carolice. Escrever bem, saber umas coisas, perceber um pouco de ciência, tornou-se um passatempo, como jogar xadrez. Os cultos deviam formar clubes onde pudessem debater essas extravagâncias supérfluas sem chatear ninguém. A sério. Sem ironia."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107335028749874416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107335028749874416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107335028749874416' title='&lt;strong&gt;Vale mesmo a pena&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107334238735027824</id><published>2004-01-05T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T16:13:25.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque sim</title><summary type='text'>Porque nunca nos devemos sentir condicionados. Porque às vezes as cópias são melhores que os originais. Porque gosto.Mais uma vez obrigado, JC. E já agora a quem me deu a conhecer esta música, Mau Feitio!.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107334238735027824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107334238735027824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107334238735027824' title='&lt;strong&gt;Porque sim&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107334025987889455</id><published>2004-01-05T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T15:18:06.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperança</title><summary type='text'>Directamente do outro lado do oceano, sem passar pela casa da partida e sem pagar direitos de autor:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107334025987889455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107334025987889455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107334025987889455' title='&lt;strong&gt;Esperança&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107333956732345296</id><published>2004-01-05T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T13:53:05.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triste</title><summary type='text'>Estou triste, muito triste. Mais triste pela substância que humilhado pela forma. Tenho que me agarrar às pequenas coisas da vida, mesmo que sejam palavrinhas de duas letras. Afinal, podem fazer toda a diferença do mundo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107333956732345296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107333956732345296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107333956732345296' title='&lt;strong&gt;Triste&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107309567989634993</id><published>2004-01-02T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T18:08:40.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>f-d-p</title><summary type='text'>Eu nem sei que vos diga. Ou por outra, até tenho medo do que tenho vontade de vos dizer. Vão lá e tirem as vossas conclusões. Custa 35€ cada email.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107309567989634993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107309567989634993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107309567989634993' title='&lt;strong&gt;f-d-p&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107287222060003952</id><published>2003-12-31T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T04:03:58.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um excelente 2004 para todos</title><summary type='text'>Que traga tudo o que cada um de vós deseja e um pouco mais. Se é para pedir que seja em grande.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287222060003952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287222060003952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107287222060003952' title='&lt;strong&gt;Um excelente 2004 para todos&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107287189375530209</id><published>2003-12-31T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T04:01:36.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you - adenda</title><summary type='text'>Eu sei que não preciso, nem sequer devia sentir necessidade, de dizer isto mas os primeiros versos foram retirados para não parecer que sou inseguro. Eu acho que não sou.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287189375530209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287189375530209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107287189375530209' title='&lt;strong&gt;I love you - adenda&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107287170580783865</id><published>2003-12-31T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T03:55:23.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><summary type='text'>I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old liesYou heard the night beforeAnd though it’s just a line to you, for me it’s trueIt never seemed so right beforeI practice every day to find some clever lines to sayTo make the meaning come throughBut then I think I’ll wait until the evening gets lateAnd I’m alone with youThe time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287170580783865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107287170580783865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107287170580783865' title='&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107239970839013339</id><published>2003-12-25T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T04:23:40.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrigado, obrigado, obrigado...</title><summary type='text'>Há coisa de 34 horas (cálculos a fazer fé no enetation, e só possíveis devido a um comentário do Jorge Costa, que aproveito desde já para agradecer) este lindo, belo e deslumbrante Blogue ultrapassou as 1000 visitas. Obrigado a todos os três (eu incluído) visitantes habituais pela paciência para fazer F5, vulgo "refresh",  sem os quais nunca teria atingido as 10 visitas. Muito obrigado.E isto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107239970839013339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107239970839013339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107239970839013339' title='&lt;strong&gt;Obrigado, obrigado, obrigado...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107239580850624076</id><published>2003-12-25T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T15:55:22.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Descubra as diferenças</title><summary type='text'> Mulher Europeia  Mulher Norte-americana</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107239580850624076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107239580850624076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107239580850624076' title='&lt;strong&gt;Descubra as diferenças&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107226893862925851</id><published>2003-12-24T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T04:54:08.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! Oh! Oh!</title><summary type='text'>Hoje tive que vir trabalhar... mas como não estou com a mínima paciência, até porque como todos sabemos não se trabalha entre os dias 23 de Dezembro e 2 de Janeiro (e já agora no Verão, que se lixe a produtividade e a Manela), estou, basicamente, na balda.Aproveitando a quadra aqui ficam algumas piadas alusivas. Nem todas com muita graça mas, sem excepção, natalícias:Reis MagosO que se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107226893862925851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107226893862925851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107226893862925851' title='&lt;strong&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107222734963769508</id><published>2003-12-23T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T17:13:04.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ NATAL</title><summary type='text'>Perdoem-me não ir aos comentários de cada um ou mandar um e-mail de boas festas mas o tempo e a organização (ou falta de, para ser mais preciso) não me permitem.A todos,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107222734963769508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107222734963769508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107222734963769508' title='&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ NATAL&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107218028230584331</id><published>2003-12-23T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T03:51:37.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O bom filho à casa torna</title><summary type='text'>E eis que está de volta, depois de umas merecidas férias nas Maldivas com o(a) contador(a) (a sexualidade aqui não está muito bem definida...) da Marta. Enverga agora um lindo fato 9, 6, 4, provavelmente adquirido com o subsídio de Natal. Espero que os estimados frequentadores do estaminé não me obriguem a percorrer os computadores todos da empresa para lhe comprar a última moda (1, 0, 0, 0) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107218028230584331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107218028230584331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107218028230584331' title='&lt;strong&gt;O bom filho à casa torna&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107197141312048092</id><published>2003-12-20T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T17:50:27.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procura-se, vivo ou morto</title><summary type='text'>Alguém viu por aí o meu contador de visitas que anda desaparecido há mais de uma semana? A última vez que foi visto vestia um 8, um 9 e um 1.A quem o encontrar, e convencer a voltar para casa, dá-se uma assinatura anual do blog revelação do ano "Isso Agora..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107197141312048092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107197141312048092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107197141312048092' title='&lt;strong&gt;Procura-se, vivo ou morto&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107171484981365109</id><published>2003-12-17T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T18:37:08.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais do mesmo</title><summary type='text'>Como tive um feed-back muito positivo à fotografia que aqui coloquei há dias resolvi juntar estae aproveitar para dar o crédito ao autor. Chama-se Nuno Moreira e tem um álbum (pequeno mas) fantástico aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107171484981365109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107171484981365109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107171484981365109' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mais do mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107170783450465576</id><published>2003-12-17T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T16:37:28.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdadeiramente preocupado</title><summary type='text'>Hoje ganhei um prémio numa rifa. Foi a primeira vez que tal aconteceu, o que me deixa deveras preocupado. É que eu sempre fui muito feliz sem ganhar nada porque, como diz a sabedoria popular, "azar ao jogo, sorte no amor".Pois, pelo sim pelo não, eu quero o meu azar de volta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107170783450465576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107170783450465576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107170783450465576' title='&lt;strong&gt;Verdadeiramente preocupado&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107157812258201671</id><published>2003-12-16T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T04:35:36.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.--. .- .-. .- -... . -. ...  </title><summary type='text'>.... --- .--- . /  ..-. .- -.-. --- /  .- -. .. -. .... --- ... .-.-.- /  .--. .- .-. .- -... . -. ... /  .--. .- .-. .- /  -- .. -- .-.-.-  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107157812258201671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107157812258201671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157812258201671' title='&lt;strong&gt;.--. .- .-. .- -... . -. ...  &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107157619065768878</id><published>2003-12-16T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T04:05:58.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É aqui que eu me revejo</title><summary type='text'>Absolutamente fantásticos os posts do Pedro Mexia sobre o aborto (1, 2 e 3) e a captura de Saddam (1, 2, 3 e 4).Estas são questões que ultrapassam em muito as cores políticas de cada um e mais ainda a distinção entre esquerda e direita.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107157619065768878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107157619065768878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157619065768878' title='&lt;strong&gt;É aqui que eu me revejo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107144691838470603</id><published>2003-12-14T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T16:08:51.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha primeria vez...</title><summary type='text'>a pôr aqui uma fotografia...pensavam o quê?Já agora aproveito para agradecer a quem me ajudou a perder os três: foi ela.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107144691838470603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107144691838470603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107144691838470603' title='&lt;strong&gt;A minha primeria vez...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107058568272326675</id><published>2003-12-04T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T16:54:53.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O resto do mundo</title><summary type='text'>By Gabriel o PensadorEu queria morar numa favelaEu queria morar numa favelaEu queria morar numa favelaO meu sonho é morar numa favelaEu me chamo de cherôso como alguém me chamouMas pode me chamar do que quiser seu dotôEu num tenho nomeEu num tenho identidadeEu num tenho nem certeza se eu sou gente de verdadeEu num tenho nada Mas gostaria de terAproveita seu dotô e dá um trocado pra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107058568272326675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107058568272326675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107058568272326675' title='&lt;strong&gt;O resto do mundo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107050050189638850</id><published>2003-12-03T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T17:15:12.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No entanto o melhor é</title><summary type='text'>"quando perder, imite o comportamento dos vencedores."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107050050189638850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107050050189638850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050050189638850' title='&lt;strong&gt;No entanto o melhor é&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107050043629293889</id><published>2003-12-03T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T17:14:06.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganhar e perder</title><summary type='text'>"A maior parte de nós não recebe os grandes prémios da vida. O Pullitzer. O Nobel. Óscares. Tomys. Emmys. Mas todos somos candidatos aos pequenos prazeres da vida. Uma palmada nas costas. Um beijo detrás da orelha. Um lúcio de 2 quilos. Uma Lua cheia. Um lugar no estacionamento. Uma fogueira crepitante. Uma boa refeição. Um pôr-do-Sol glorioso. Sopa quente. Cerveja fria. Não se preocupe em ganhar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107050043629293889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107050043629293889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050043629293889' title='&lt;strong&gt;Ganhar e perder&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107046369231691037</id><published>2003-12-03T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T16:11:52.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agente laranja (continuação)</title><summary type='text'>Desenvolvimentos da campanha (obrigado 100piedade), que começou aqui. Mais uma vez, agradeço toda a divulgação deste tema bem como qualquer sugestão de cooperação que possam ter.Mail recebido:"Dear XXX,It was lovely to meet you at the Rotary meeting in Lisbon last month, and thank you for your interest in my film and the situation of Agent Orange in Vietnam today.I would like to apologise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107046369231691037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107046369231691037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107046369231691037' title='&lt;strong&gt;Agente laranja (continuação)&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107045457209116627</id><published>2003-12-03T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T04:38:16.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não há pachorra...</title><summary type='text'>Recebi este e-mail:Abrir aspasFrom:  "Evangeline Ramey"  | This is Spam | Add to Address Book To:  sakkuyamon@yahoo.co.uk Subject: Esclusiva:Hilton home video Date: Tue, 02 Dec 03 01:38:21 GMT        Masturbate at the site of Paris Hilton gettingf*cked in a home movie :-)! (1)click herehttp://ns2.adweawen.biz/ph/index_mailer.htmlbiyyfurlqt dzfouunejyrv oqmrxflxdy dmFechar aspas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107045457209116627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107045457209116627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107045457209116627' title='&lt;strong&gt;Não há pachorra...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-107040785770171236</id><published>2003-12-02T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T15:31:46.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Última vez</title><summary type='text'>Esta foi a última vez que fiz umas torradinhas enquanto actualizava a leitura de blogs. Não se pode com o cheiro e é impensável abrir as janelas com este frio.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107040785770171236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/107040785770171236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107040785770171236' title='&lt;strong&gt;Última vez&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106967914010015220</id><published>2003-11-24T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T05:33:26.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenagem ao "girl power"</title><summary type='text'>Esta é para a funda são, um blog que muito rapidamente se transformou num dos meus favoritos:Yeastie GirlsYou Suck"I know you're really proud, cause you think you're well-hung,but I think it's time you learn how to use your tongue.You say you want things to be even and you want things to be fair,but you're afraid to get your teeth caught in my pubic hair.If you're lying there expecting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106967914010015220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106967914010015220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106967914010015220' title='&lt;strong&gt;Homenagem ao &quot;girl power&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106951378572041778</id><published>2003-11-22T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T07:09:53.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History repeats itself</title><summary type='text'>Lembram-se do corpo expedicionário da 1ª GG? Faz-vos lembrar alguma coisa?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106951378572041778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106951378572041778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106951378572041778' title='&lt;strong&gt;History repeats itself&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106946264315396180</id><published>2003-11-21T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T07:08:02.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth</title><summary type='text'>Esta posta é dedicada à Marta. Favor clicar aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106946264315396180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106946264315396180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106946264315396180' title='&lt;strong&gt;Smooth&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106946098846452863</id><published>2003-11-21T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T16:59:08.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta à normalidade</title><summary type='text'>Sim, porque, como disse um ilustre anónimo, "fazer uma coisa bem feita é muitas vezes uma perda de tempo".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106946098846452863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106946098846452863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106946098846452863' title='&lt;strong&gt;De volta à normalidade&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106945945118382213</id><published>2003-11-21T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T04:39:13.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polémica</title><summary type='text'>Nos comentários do jaquinzinhos, blog de leitura diária obrigatória para mim, vi-me envolvido numa polémica de todo inesperada. Se por um lado não disse nada de extraordinário, por outro a divergência de opiniões não merecia tamanha atenção. No entanto, dado ter merecido um post por parte do razpartaestamerda, senti-me na obrigação de lhe dar a importância que ele me deu. Cá vai:Meu caro,Um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106945945118382213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106945945118382213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106945945118382213' title='&lt;strong&gt;Polémica&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106893452689205699</id><published>2003-11-15T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T14:15:32.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...void...</title><summary type='text'>(...)My Muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona LisaYou're my reason for reasonThe step in my grooveAnd if you said this life ain't good enoughI would give my world to lift you upI could change my life to better suit your mood'Cause you're so smoothAnd it's just like the ocean under the moonWell that's the same as the emotion that I get from youYou got the kind of lovin that could be so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106893452689205699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106893452689205699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106893452689205699' title='&lt;strong&gt;...void...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106874082509709163</id><published>2003-11-13T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T08:27:10.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desisto</title><summary type='text'>de fazer testes destes, devo ter uma mente muito retorcida...You are The Oracle, from "The Matrix."Wise, kind, honest- is there anything slightlynegative about you? You are genuinelysupportive of others. Careful not to let peopletake advantage of you, though. What Matrix Persona Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106874082509709163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106874082509709163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106874082509709163' title='&lt;strong&gt;Desisto&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106860295619512364</id><published>2003-11-11T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T18:12:36.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...dasssseeee</title><summary type='text'>Aladdin! Se a minha mãe sabe...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106860295619512364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106860295619512364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106860295619512364' title='&lt;strong&gt;...dasssseeee&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106856182370695278</id><published>2003-11-11T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T06:43:48.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu já fiz a minha parte</title><summary type='text'>Agora espero que não me peçam para chegar a horas a parte nenhuma.Dêem o vosso contributo aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106856182370695278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106856182370695278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106856182370695278' title='&lt;strong&gt;Eu já fiz a minha parte&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106855064816703928</id><published>2003-11-11T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T03:40:20.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E esta, ein?!?</title><summary type='text'>Vou ter que me esforçar muito mais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106855064816703928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106855064816703928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106855064816703928' title='&lt;strong&gt;E esta, ein?!?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106850860511389223</id><published>2003-11-10T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:57:51.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é muito dura</title><summary type='text'>Porque isso implica que não há tempo para blogar, mas a vontade de manter o blogue em movimento é muita, cá vai: tema "Informação""Vivemos afogados em informação e esfomeados de conhecimento"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106850860511389223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106850860511389223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106850860511389223' title='&lt;strong&gt;A vida é muito dura&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106781883613135632</id><published>2003-11-02T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T16:20:38.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos e sonhadores</title><summary type='text'>"Quando os seus sonhos ficarem em pó, aspire."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781883613135632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781883613135632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106781883613135632' title='&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos e sonhadores&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106781835274773077</id><published>2003-11-02T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T16:13:12.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty please?...</title><summary type='text'>Alguém arranja maneira de eu conhecer a Rita da Operação Triunfo? Aqueles lábios e sorriso fazem de mim, na opinião experimentada do Pipi, um roto com sentimentos.PS Alguns desses sentimentos seriam grandemente admirados pelo próprio.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781835274773077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781835274773077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106781835274773077' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pretty please?...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106781808615022920</id><published>2003-11-02T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T16:08:08.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graças a Deus</title><summary type='text'>Já tinha tido oportunidade de dizer que, como Sportinguista, o benfica me é completamente indiferente. Pois é, mas nem sempre. Hoje por exemplo, ajudou-me a encarar muito melhor o dia de amanhã. É que não estava mesmo a ver como ía ter o discernimento para demonstrar indiferença pelas bocas (quarenta ou mais) que se adivinhavam.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781808615022920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106781808615022920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106781808615022920' title='&lt;strong&gt;Graças a Deus&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106746833829665719</id><published>2003-10-29T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T14:58:58.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Errar é humano</title><summary type='text'>"Aprenda tudo o que puder com os erros dos outros. Não terá tempo de os fazer todos pessoalmente."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106746833829665719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106746833829665719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106746833829665719' title='&lt;strong&gt;Errar é humano&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106738849407872478</id><published>2003-10-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T16:48:14.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Já agora...</title><summary type='text'>uma frase que me diz muito embora esteja estampada numa t-shirt que comprei há muitos anos: "Pour tous ceux qui rêvent de tracer leur chemin eux-mêmes"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106738849407872478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106738849407872478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106738849407872478' title='&lt;strong&gt;Já agora...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106738809389028386</id><published>2003-10-28T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T16:49:09.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Citações</title><summary type='text'>Apostando na diversidade deste blog, onde quem manda sou eu, vou hoje dar início à publicação de citações que têm por autor ilustres anónimos. Os temas serão decididos pelo humor do bloguista.Hoje o tema é Acção:"Algumas pessoas fazem as coisas acontecer, algumas observam enquanto elas acontecem e algumas interrogam-se sobre o que aconteceu"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106738809389028386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106738809389028386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106738809389028386' title='&lt;strong&gt;Citações&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106721512862104276</id><published>2003-10-26T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T16:49:22.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha querida PT</title><summary type='text'>Como o blog já fez um mesinho já posso tratar esta puta como merece.Então não é que estes cabrões me mandaram uma carta a dizer que me vão devolver o dinheiro que me cobraram indevidamente? E para que quero eu a puta da carta? Posso não ser Barão mas ainda tenho dinheiro para comprar papel higiénico que é bem mais macio que envelopes e papel timbrado com quadradinhos e bolinhas apaneleiradas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106721512862104276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106721512862104276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721512862104276' title='&lt;strong&gt;A minha querida PT&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106674519749197449</id><published>2003-10-21T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T07:16:37.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOCE re-martirizado</title><summary type='text'>Aqui fica a letra, penso que não é preciso identificar a música:Fecha a portaApaga a luzTira logo as cuecasDá-me um beijoQue é teu desejoVamos dar umas quecasVem-te amôrA noite é uma criançaE depois quem mama Por gosto não cansaAmanhãããã de manhããããããããVamos espetarE ficar a ouvirA cama a chiarA langonha a virEu vou-te montarE comer-te entãoDe cú para o arNa cama no chão</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106674519749197449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106674519749197449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106674519749197449' title='DOCE re-martirizado'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106641405149730176</id><published>2003-10-17T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T11:13:22.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isto vale bem a posta</title><summary type='text'>Estas gaijas são boas até dizer chega... a todos os níveis e dimensões.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106641405149730176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106641405149730176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106641405149730176' title='&lt;strong&gt;Isto vale bem a posta&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106626460020002020</id><published>2003-10-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T17:46:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agente laranja</title><summary type='text'>Não tem nada a ver com o governo ou o principal partido que o suporta. Pela primeira vez, e provavelmente única, este blog vai versar sobre um assunto sério.Cheguei agora mesmo de uma palestra proferida por  Cecile Trijssenaar, realizadora de um filme vencedor de dois prestigiados festivais internacionais de cinema (não me vou alongar, podem saber mais sobre ela e o filme no link indicado). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106626460020002020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106626460020002020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106626460020002020' title='&lt;strong&gt;Agente laranja&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106513573329407503</id><published>2003-10-02T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T16:12:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os novos desafios de Clinton</title><summary type='text'>Sabiam que o Bill vem a Portugal? Pois é, no próximo dia 21 de Outubro, às 12h30m, vai estar no Carlton Palace para almoçar (não me digam que marcaram a esta hora para falar) sobre "Os novos desafios da globalização e a crise de valores comuns".Nem mais! O ex-homem mais poderoso do mundo, cujo maior feito, reconhecido internacional e unanimemente, foi ter encornado a esposa com uma estagiária, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106513573329407503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106513573329407503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106513573329407503' title='&lt;strong&gt;Os novos desafios de Clinton&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106505453099540592</id><published>2003-10-01T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T05:23:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarados de todo o mundo, uni-vos</title><summary type='text'>Hoje não tinha pensado postar nada mas uma agradável surpresa fez-me mudar de idéias.Comprei a Maxmen. Tive que arranjar uns trocados para o parquímetro que hoje começou a funcionar em Alenquer, mesmo no parque da respectiva Câmara (esta informação foi de borla), e entrei na tabacaria mesmo em frente. A senhora foi simpática mas os trocos eram poucos. Como me senti um aproveitador da boa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106505453099540592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106505453099540592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106505453099540592' title='&lt;strong&gt;Tarados de todo o mundo, uni-vos&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106496767902681656</id><published>2003-09-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:27:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><summary type='text'>Na minha navegação pela blogoesfera constatei que já alguém utiliza "opinar" para os comentários de quem o visita (não me recordo exactamente quem mas sei que era alguém importante, um jornalista provavelmente).Assim, e se por um lado tenho poucos visitantes e por isso poucos comentários (espero um dia vir a ser lido por mais gente, uma pessoa era bom duas seria fenomenal), por outro este blog </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106496767902681656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106496767902681656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106496767902681656' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mudança&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106496235910966145</id><published>2003-09-30T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T07:11:14.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detesto crí­ticos</title><summary type='text'>Chamem-me preconceituoso mas não gosto. Não acho bem uma pessoa, que é quase tão boa como alguns privilegiados pela mãe natureza (ou Deus para os que acreditam) numa área em especial, dedicar-se a dizer mal (geralmente) ou bem dos que tiveram a coragem de FAZER, em vez de se limitarem, confortavelmente, a criticar.Mas os críticos não são todos iguais, dir-me-ão uns, não sejas parvo dir-me-ão </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106496235910966145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106496235910966145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106496235910966145' title='&lt;strong&gt;Detesto crí­ticos&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106471015194199363</id><published>2003-09-27T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T16:59:15.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai meu Deus!</title><summary type='text'>A Maria vai para a República Checa. Não, não é a Maria Elisa, essa vai mesmo para Londres. É a revista! Depois de tantos anos a "inducar" o nosso povo vai para "um país de Leste que se assemelha a Portugal em vários aspectos" (alguém sabe porque é que leste está escrito com maiúscula?).O que me apetece perguntar é: em que aspectos? É que se forem aspectos como a facilidade da floresta arder no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106471015194199363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106471015194199363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106471015194199363' title='&lt;strong&gt;Ai meu Deus!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106461872286371480</id><published>2003-09-26T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:00:26.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To whom it may concern,</title><summary type='text'>Quero que saibam que estes (que por sinal agem em cartel também neste e naquele blogs) são os meus musos inspiradores.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106461872286371480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106461872286371480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106461872286371480' title='&lt;strong&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106460701414305363</id><published>2003-09-26T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:01:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus é grande</title><summary type='text'>Hoje é um dia feliz para a humanidade em geral, para a sociedade ocidental em grande escala e para a Amina em particular!!!E há que dizê-lo com frontalidade. Mas baixinho, não vão aqules assassinos disfarçados de religiosos perceber que foram vencidos pelo eixo do bem e voltar com a decisão atrás. Não é por mim que estou cá longe e portanto indiferente, nem pela sociedade ocidental que também</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106460701414305363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106460701414305363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106460701414305363' title='&lt;strong&gt;Deus é grande&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106453153620857025</id><published>2003-09-25T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:12:16.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Questão existêncial do dia, tarde ou noite dependendo da hora a que se lêr:Dizia o saber popular "cagar postas de pescada", será que o saber blogoesferal irá dizer "postar cagadas de pescada"?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106453153620857025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106453153620857025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106453153620857025' title=''/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106452661016527330</id><published>2003-09-25T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T14:50:10.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isto é que foi um começo em grande. Acabo de escrever o meu primeirinho post, onde coloquei as minhas resoluções de blog novo, e o que acontece? Exactamente, a ligação foi-se... e eu que tenho adsl...Como não tenho paciência para re-escrever tudo vou dedicar o meu segundo "primeiro post" à minha querida PT:Vão levar no sítio onde o Melão e o Calado trocavam mimos!!!O tom soft deve-se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106452661016527330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106452661016527330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106452661016527330' title=''/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860567.post-106452486069815577</id><published>2003-09-25T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T14:21:00.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esta é a primeira tentativa de uma série de uma. Pelo menos espero eu...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106452486069815577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860567/posts/default/106452486069815577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issoagora.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106452486069815577' title=''/><author><name>isso agora...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15118349311345259548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
