<?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-347154261384700519</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:26:48.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os escafandristas</title><subtitle type='html'>O nome "Os escafandristas" vem de uma música do Chico Buarque chamada "Futuros Amantes"... sempre gostei do trecho com os escafandristas...

Este blog tem a intenção de compilar os textos que mais aprecio, textos de amigos, de desconhecidos e meus também.

Boa leitura!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4304929173112235110</id><published>2010-01-19T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:08:32.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais sobre 24 horas</title><content type='html'>Adoreeeeei o texto abaixo.... sem contar que faço minhas as palavras dela sobre seu amor pelo Jack Bauer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;jack bauer is back (e agora sim o ano começou)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de mais nada, quero esclarecer uma coisa: eu amo Jack Bauer. Amor verdadeiro. Meu coração acelera quando ele aparece. Sendo assim, meu julgamento nessa questão pode estar comprometido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos à estreia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhu! Jack Bauer is back. E, apesar de já termos visto quase tudo aquilo antes, eu adorei os dois primeiros episódios do oitavo ano de “24 Horas” – que pode ser ou não a última temporada da série. Acho que vem coisa boa por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer tentando voltar a ser um homem-família, brincando com a netinha (fofura!), sendo bacana com o genro (o último penúltimo genro que ele conheceu teve a mão cortada fora por ele, lembra, Chase? E o último ele pegou pelo pescoço e mandou calar a boca). E tentando se convencer de que ameaças terroristas não são problema seu. Mas ele é Jack Bauer. Nunguenta. E quando até a Kim se tornou um ser bacana e compreensivo que diz “pai, vai lá resolver o atentado que não tem problema”, é porque a coisa vai ser boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A permissão da Kim era tudo o que ele precisava. Tchau, netinha. Hello, Chloe. Então vamos hackear o sistema aí, invadir o quartinho de armas da nova CTU e, o mais bacana de tudo, ameaçar o novo direitor. “Ok, não quer colaborar não colabora, mas eu vou ser obrigado a ligar pra minha amiga Madam Presidente.” Uhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso porque antes ele já tinha matado um cara com um machado (amo esses roteiristas) e jogado o informante ferido pela janela para economizar caminho até o helicóptero. E teve a Chloe em sua melhor forma, no mais alto nível de mau humor com os novos sistemas da CTU. Amo muito tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, a gente consegue nem se importar com o fato de que de noooovo botaram um burocrata bundão para chefiar a CTU, ou com o fato de a CTU ter virado uma vitrine da Tok&amp;amp;Stok/uma loja da Oscar Freire, cafooona, ou com o fato de a Starbuck estar completamente péssima no papel, com seu biquinho e seu cabelo escovado, ou com o fato de o Freddie Prinze Jr. ter cara de criança e que alguém com essa cara jamais poderia trabalhar na CTU, ou com a família do país islâmico falar inglês entre si. Dane-se. A temporada vai ser boa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colunas.tv.globo.com/legendado/2010/01/19/jack-bauer-is-back-e-agora-sim-o-ano-comecou/"&gt;http://colunas.tv.globo.com/legendado/2010/01/19/jack-bauer-is-back-e-agora-sim-o-ano-comecou/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4304929173112235110?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4304929173112235110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4304929173112235110' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4304929173112235110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4304929173112235110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-sobre-24-horas.html' title='Mais sobre 24 horas'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3191001692895456872</id><published>2010-01-19T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:07:40.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 horas!!! 8ª temporada!!!!</title><content type='html'>Começou dia 17/jan com episódio duplo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/jan também teve episódio duplo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LwEQn8S_FY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LwEQn8S_FY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de ver!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3191001692895456872?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3191001692895456872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3191001692895456872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3191001692895456872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3191001692895456872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2010/01/24-horas-8-temporada.html' title='24 horas!!! 8ª temporada!!!!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8268166013031022604</id><published>2010-01-06T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:07:14.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospectiva 2009 - da minha própria vida...</title><content type='html'>Que ano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caiu uma bomba no meu colo em fevereiro, mas me livrei dela em agosto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas assim é a vida... depois da tempestade, a bonança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vejo os momentos difíceis com mais leveza... e até com uma certa expectativa... afinal, o que há de tão bom que virá depois?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, esse ano tive mais uma vez a prova disso... depois de um mau momento, vem um momento muuuito bom... muito bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei então a aproveitar os maus momentos para crescer, aprender... nos fortalece demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nietzsche disse que os enfermos tornam-se mais sábios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, esse foi um episódio da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive dois grandes amores também esse ano... um me mostrou que não devemos duvidar dos nossos instintos... e o outro também... rs... mas o segundo me mostrou que eu podia viver um grande amor de novo... e tantas outras vezes que a vida me permitir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que foi um dos presentes de 2009... não se ama uma única vez... não existe um único grande amor... cada grande amor tem sua história, seus porquês, suas glórias e seus poréns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que delícia é viver!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajei muito!&lt;br /&gt;Fui pra Buenos Aires, pra Minas, Salvador, pra praia tantas vezes... até pra Serra Negra sozinha, pra fazer um curso de meditação... Trindade de novo com meus dois queridos do coração.... e Juquehy pra fechar o ano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui a muitos shows!!&lt;br /&gt;Vi Iron de novo, Kiss, Fagner, Zeca Baleiro (2 vezes), fui a concertos, Óperas, Corais, vi o Ney Matogrosso, AC/DC e outros que nem me recordo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui a espetáculos de dança, teatros.... e ao cinema só para ver Fundo do Mar 3D (2 vezes... )... é... pouco vou ao cinema... gosto de comprar os DVDs e ver em casa... meu lado canceriano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortaleci amizades.... passei muitos bons momentos com minha irmã de alma... tantos shows, tantas risadas.... e com tantos outros amigos.... alguns vi pouco... outros nem vi... outros, falei ao telefone quase todo dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fortaleci! Venci... com a graça de Deus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paguei uma promessa... e fiz outras duas... ainda as cumpro... uma vencerá em 7 de abril, outra em 23 de julho (com direito a festa e tudo... rs)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me aproximei de mim, de Deus, da minha fé....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li muito (mas não tanto quanto gostaria...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei ao violão... erudito... aprendi coisas novas, ler partitura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprei livros de culinária, comecei um blog das minhas aventuras gastronômicas... cozinhei coisas novas, fiz bolos, gratinados, inventei, errei, acertei (bem mais até do que imaginei).... descobri que amo cozinhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheci tanta gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me desvencilhei de amarras do passado... tangíveis e intangíveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me desapeguei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofri, chorei, ri, gargalhei até não conseguir parar.... tive crises de riso intermináveis, a ponto de precisar de um copo de água, na cara... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engordei, emagreci, engordei, emagreci....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentei meus monstros, e posso dizer que os venci....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive um ano tão incrível que quando acabou eu disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano Velho, Feliz Ano Novo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só desejo poder levar a vida com mais leveza e sabedoria... sempre... porque o tempo passa rápido demais... e não sabemos até quando estaremos aqui, ou até quando estaremos assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morremos um pouquinho a cada dia, e nascemos outro tanto na mesma hora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que vida linda!&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço a tudo e a todos que de alguma forma contribuíram para isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um agradecimento muito especial a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, que sempre está comigo, me guiando, protejendo...&lt;br /&gt;minha Mãe, que se mostrou tão mãe, e eu que nem lembrava como era ser filha....&lt;br /&gt;Iara, minha grande amiga, minha irmã&lt;br /&gt;Bitu, minha filha... rs&lt;br /&gt;D. Inês e Diego que me proporcionaram parte da minha nova vida...&lt;br /&gt;Lu, Alezão, Isis, Marcela, Renato, Alexandre, Lili, Bibian, Ritinha, Zá, Lu Aor, Roberta, Edelcinho, minha tia, meu afilhado, Gabi, Má, Ci, Déia, Rodrigo, Marcinha, Keila, Fê, Neto, meu irmão! meus alunos, e meus periquitos, que me acordam todo dia de manhã e não me deixam perder a hora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E claro!! Não poderia deixar de registrar meu agradecimento aqueles que fazem parte do meu lado fútil!&lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer, obrigada pelas 24 horas de emoção!&lt;br /&gt;Cher, I believe!!!&lt;br /&gt;Elis Regina... te conheço tanto... mas sempre acho coisas novas a seu respeito! Sempre um presente...&lt;br /&gt;Chico Buarque... obrigada pelas intermináveis horas em que posso escutá-lo, sempre ouvindo "com outros olhos" um trecho novo...&lt;br /&gt;Friends, por sempre me fazerem rir muito!!! "I don't believe in evolution..."&lt;br /&gt;Darth Vader, pelo seu senso de humor, tão parecido com o meu!&lt;br /&gt;Grissom, por sempre buscar a verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Iron, por ter vindo de novo!&lt;br /&gt;José Simão, que dissolve um pouquinho do meu mau-humor matinal todo dia....&lt;br /&gt;e ao Planeta Bizarro, que sempre me faz rir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos que chegaram, aos que foram, aos que revi, aos que esqueci, aos que conheci, aos que desisti meu muito obrigada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada aos que me fizeram rir, por tornar minha vida mais doce...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada aos que me fizeram chorar de dor, por me tornar mais forte...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada aos que me fizeram erubescer de raiva, por trazer mais cor pra minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada aos que me fizeram ter calma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a todos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o 2010 de todos nós seja um grito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8268166013031022604?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8268166013031022604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8268166013031022604' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8268166013031022604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8268166013031022604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2010/01/retrospectiva-2009-da-minha-propria.html' title='Retrospectiva 2009 - da minha própria vida...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2475427911738188963</id><published>2009-12-20T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T07:16:59.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reveillon 2007/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Sy4_Ln95sJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/n-KYXVP0ua0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417336870713012370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Sy4_Ln95sJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/n-KYXVP0ua0/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paraty-Trindade - 2007/2008 com Pessoas Diferenciadas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confirmado! Reveillon 2009/2010 - Juquehy com Pessoas Diferenciadas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2475427911738188963?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2475427911738188963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2475427911738188963' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2475427911738188963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2475427911738188963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/12/reveillon-20072008.html' title='Reveillon 2007/2008'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Sy4_Ln95sJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/n-KYXVP0ua0/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3337661261831951011</id><published>2009-11-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T08:02:49.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguração da sala de jantar!</title><content type='html'>29/11/2009&lt;br /&gt;Menu do dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrada&lt;br /&gt;1. Salada Primavera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal&lt;br /&gt;2. Frango ao molho de laranja&lt;br /&gt;3. Penne com castanhas&lt;br /&gt;4. Gratinado de Abóbora com Batata Doce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobremesa&lt;br /&gt;5. Bolo de Cenoura&lt;br /&gt;6. Bolo de Limão&lt;br /&gt;7. Sorvete de Frutas Vermelhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebidas&lt;br /&gt;8. Cerveja&lt;br /&gt;9. Caipirinha de Limão, Lima da Pérsia e Maracujá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a presença de (cobaias... nunca tinha feito nenhum dos pratos...):&lt;br /&gt;Iara Keys, Bitu, Lili, Bibian e Ritinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anfitriã:&lt;br /&gt;Eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrações do dia:&lt;br /&gt;1. DVD Iron Maiden&lt;br /&gt;2. DVD Cher (amoooo)&lt;br /&gt;3. Show ao vivo de Bibian &amp; Lili (e eu na "percussão" rs)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jogo do São Paulo e Goiás.... (triste...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O almoço está servido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz3e9EL4gI/AAAAAAAAALo/OshMnCB2M7s/s1600-h/100_4760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz3e9EL4gI/AAAAAAAAALo/OshMnCB2M7s/s400/100_4760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416976562980119042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vodka congelada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz3yBejrfI/AAAAAAAAALw/iGmMUaT5Rdk/s1600-h/100_4761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz3yBejrfI/AAAAAAAAALw/iGmMUaT5Rdk/s400/100_4761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416976890581986802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show ao vivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz4LYykWOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KU1LKCdkWys/s1600-h/100_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz4LYykWOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KU1LKCdkWys/s400/100_4764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416977326336661730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delícia de dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3337661261831951011?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3337661261831951011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3337661261831951011' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3337661261831951011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3337661261831951011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/12/inauguracao-da-sala-de-jantar.html' title='Inauguração da sala de jantar!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz3e9EL4gI/AAAAAAAAALo/OshMnCB2M7s/s72-c/100_4760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-558241487188346885</id><published>2009-11-28T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:44:25.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AC/DC - Inesquecível!! - 27/11/2009</title><content type='html'>Sem dúvida um dos melhores shows do ANO!!!&lt;br /&gt;70 mil pessoas no Morumbi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folha de SP diz: "Grandioso! AC/DC faz show de Madonna parecer de malabares!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, não há necessidade de maiores comentários, NÃO HÁ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pecou um pouquinho no setlist... não tocou Jailbreak! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gonna make a Jaaaaaailbreak!!!" e o pessoal pediu... pediu... mas acho que o estádio viria abaixo se eles tivessem tocado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... foi incrível! Dirty deeds, Back in Black, TNT, You shook me all night long, War Machine, Highway to hell, enfim... outras tantas... pouco mais de 2 horas de show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um ano com Iron (again), Kiss.... AC/DC pra fechar com chave de ouro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Próximo ano poderiam vir todos novamente.... não há energia melhor que a de um show de heavy metal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummm não há.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Início do show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzxfWFc9BI/AAAAAAAAALA/uMrryDbLMUI/s1600-h/100_4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzxfWFc9BI/AAAAAAAAALA/uMrryDbLMUI/s400/100_4712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416969972626551826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha só quem foi tb: Bituuuu Bt! (inédito!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzylYNkyyI/AAAAAAAAALI/OSnsQeD0b4c/s1600-h/100_4731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzylYNkyyI/AAAAAAAAALI/OSnsQeD0b4c/s400/100_4731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971175788333858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend &amp; AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzzICMr_5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/exisnu04QQs/s1600-h/100_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzzICMr_5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/exisnu04QQs/s400/100_4742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971771174453138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzzpZaog9I/AAAAAAAAALY/SeeghI2g2UQ/s1600-h/100_4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SyzzpZaog9I/AAAAAAAAALY/SeeghI2g2UQ/s400/100_4745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972344342643666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma cerveja e... 70 MIL PESSOAS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz0D6Xmr8I/AAAAAAAAALg/vBzFdhrvcjI/s1600-h/100_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Syz0D6Xmr8I/AAAAAAAAALg/vBzFdhrvcjI/s400/100_4753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972799864909762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simples assim!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4280546220395786017</id><published>2009-11-10T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:44:40.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O último apaga a luz... rs</title><content type='html'>Having fun at the blackout!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisa de Pessoas Diferenciadas! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4280546220395786017?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4280546220395786017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4280546220395786017' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJseoedxnDE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJseoedxnDE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7711717786572165409?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7711717786572165409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Ontem estava indo pro trabalho, quando vejo uma placa em um salão de cabeleireiro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Especialista em todos os tipos de cabelo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha como assim?? que novo tipo de especialidade é essa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- qual sua especialidade?&lt;br /&gt;- todas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1163308953324782951?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1163308953324782951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1163308953324782951' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.cororivas.com/La%20Coral/Repertorio/Carmina%20Burana/Rep.%20Carmina%20Burana.htm"&gt;Coro Rivas - Carmina Burana&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-6827932268319939743?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/6827932268319939743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=6827932268319939743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/6827932268319939743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SuELt6mDSDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HZBgwF_BH9o/s400/musica-ac-dc-banda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395606712017438770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingresso na mão!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito do chefe da Iara, que gentilmente nos emprestou suas cadeiras cativas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora é só torcer pra ser VELHAS VIRGENS abrindo o show!!! Se for assim, será PERFEITO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7055862096819850194?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7055862096819850194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7055862096819850194' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7055862096819850194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7055862096819850194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/acdc-27-de-novembro.html' title='AC/DC - 27 de 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e minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Nos fecharemos belamente, de repente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim como o coração desta flor imagina&lt;br /&gt;A neve cuidadosamente descendo em toda a parte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada que eu possa perceber neste universo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iguala o poder de tua intensa fragilidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuja textura&lt;br /&gt;Compele-me com a cor de seus continentes&lt;br /&gt;Restituindo a morte e o sempre&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que respirar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei dizer o que há em ti que fecha e abre&lt;br /&gt;Só uma parte de mim compreende&lt;br /&gt;Que a voz dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;É mais profunda que todas as rosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ninguém, nem mesmo a chuva, tem mãos tão pequenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém, nem mesmo a chuva, tem mãos tão pequenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3211667130260022987</id><published>2009-10-13T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:51:22.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight Sonata (Claro de Luna)</title><content type='html'>Violão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kS8eVFq1ZdU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kS8eVFq1ZdU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O6txOvK-mAk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O6txOvK-mAk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3211667130260022987?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3211667130260022987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3211667130260022987' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A receita é composta basicamente de: Brócolis, Pesto, Batata, Parmesão e Manjericão .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKfFUuOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/XNiRgFu3seY/s1600-h/100_4406_r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391546617726658498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKfFUuOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/XNiRgFu3seY/s400/100_4406_r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Renato e eu começamos com vinho, depois caipirinhas de lima e voltamos pro vinho de novo.&lt;br /&gt;De sobremesa, sorvete de framboesa, com calda de frutas vermelhas e iogurte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxo, glamour e sedução!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam fotinhos do making of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKh8m_-F4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/l6Mp9Pjz_T8/s1600-h/100_4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391549766548985730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKh8m_-F4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/l6Mp9Pjz_T8/s400/100_4391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pequenos buquês de brócolis, separados dos talos e batatas em fatia muito finas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKit4WwqjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5cjt_Dq4hAw/s1600-h/100_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391550613021567538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKit4WwqjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/5cjt_Dq4hAw/s400/100_4393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjCBEo7FI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d7SzVSwna1k/s1600-h/Imagem0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391550958958865490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjCBEo7FI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d7SzVSwna1k/s400/Imagem0103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervalo para caipirinha, feita pela primeira vez, pelo Renato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjVC6LD9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4ElJPckBctc/s1600-h/100_4400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391551285869350866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjVC6LD9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/4ElJPckBctc/s400/100_4400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quase pronto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjjqgmvWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6SAEoPEj9Xk/s1600-h/100_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391551537017699682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjjqgmvWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/6SAEoPEj9Xk/s400/100_4402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vinho pra terminar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjwltwjKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tJx5CU1c9KQ/s1600-h/100_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391551759068990626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKjwltwjKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tJx5CU1c9KQ/s400/100_4409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sobremesa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKkZi-73xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RUxxlAEZyPI/s1600-h/100_4415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391552462710365970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKkZi-73xI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RUxxlAEZyPI/s400/100_4415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delícia!!! Quero mais vezes! &lt;p&gt;Rê, adorei a companhia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7290373932628338784?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7290373932628338784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7290373932628338784' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7290373932628338784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7290373932628338784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/tagliatelle-com-brocolis-e-pesto-jamie.html' title='Tagliatelle com Brócolis e Pesto - Jamie Oliver'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/StKfFUuOZ8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/XNiRgFu3seY/s72-c/100_4406_r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1498324362095117802</id><published>2009-10-10T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:28:55.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmina Burana</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Público pode cantar Carmina Burana na Sala São Paulo ao lado do Coro da Osesp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 25 de outubro a série Concertos Matinais traz o Coro da Osesp na &lt;strong&gt;Leitura Pública&lt;/strong&gt; de trechos de Carmina Burana (Carl Orff), uma das obras corais mais populares do século XX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante a apresentação, pessoas do público poderão cantar no palco da Sala São Paulo, ao lado dos coralistas da Osesp e sob regência da maestrina &lt;strong&gt;Naomi Munakata&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os interessados em cantar com os músicos do Coro da Osesp devem trazer a própria &lt;strong&gt;partitura &lt;/strong&gt;da obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerto Matinal&lt;br /&gt;25 OUT domingo&lt;br /&gt;11h&lt;br /&gt;R$ 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leitura Pública&lt;/strong&gt; - traga sua partitura e cante com o &lt;strong&gt;Coro da Osesp&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Naomi Munakata regente&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Tomimura piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carl Orff &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmina Burana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingressos à venda &lt;strong&gt;apenas&lt;/strong&gt; na Bilheteria da Sala São Paulo, a partir da segunda-feira anterior ao concerto.&lt;br /&gt;Informações: 55 11 3223 3966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsletter.osesp.art.br//news/news.php?id=358&amp;amp;news=363"&gt;http://www.newsletter.osesp.art.br//news/news.php?id=358&amp;amp;news=363&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;Incrível, não??&lt;br /&gt;Estarei lá com certeza! Aliás, já somos 5 confirmados... agora só falta fazer cópia da partitura!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1498324362095117802?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1498324362095117802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1498324362095117802' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1498324362095117802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1498324362095117802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/carmina-burana.html' title='Carmina Burana'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2687710378042885065</id><published>2009-10-05T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:39:59.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias, La Negra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WyOJ-A5iv5I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WyOJ-A5iv5I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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brincando com o cachorro e a alegria da Phoebe Dantas e do Jack Vader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há um parque onde leio&lt;br /&gt;uma padaria onde como primeiro&lt;br /&gt;e o silêncio de que minha alma tanto necessitava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a casa, vazia, agora já toma forma... mas aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;não pendurei quadros na parede...&lt;br /&gt;mas fiz um móvel... e vou terminá-lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passo os dias a ler, ver filmes e praticar o violão.&lt;br /&gt;acabo por esquecer que tenho um coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah sim... fazer comida... comprei livros de receitas... agora tenho forno e geladeira grande...&lt;br /&gt;confesso que queria por uma mesa e sinuca na sala... bem mais a minha cara...&lt;br /&gt;mas tb gosto de receber amigos... queria uma mesa de sinuca que se transformasse em mesa de jantar... aí sim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e lavar e passar roupa... e limpar a casa... sem faxineira ainda...&lt;br /&gt;to me curtindo, curtindo o novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me reescrevendo, relendo.&lt;br /&gt;entendendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4115041183939752982?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4115041183939752982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4115041183939752982' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4115041183939752982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4115041183939752982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/novo.html' title='Novo...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-746991278384456934</id><published>2009-10-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:36:02.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ufa... daqui 12 dias já posso voltar com o Marlboro na minha vida.... não quero fumaaaaaaaaaaaaar enlouquecidamente... apenas quero ter a liberdade de um cigarrinho, quando assim convier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-746991278384456934?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/746991278384456934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=746991278384456934' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/746991278384456934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/746991278384456934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/ufa.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5483461474103499024</id><published>2009-10-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:53:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>queria muito saber quem tanto me liga de número não identificado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5483461474103499024?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5483461474103499024/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5483461474103499024' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5483461474103499024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5483461474103499024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/queria-muito-saber-quem-tanto-me-liga.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3717108573254200223</id><published>2009-10-03T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:20:11.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>até que enfim, Internet!</title><content type='html'>ufa... até que enfim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to com muita coisa pra blogar... vou blogar retroativamente... afinal, tanta coisa mudou... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com tempo, vou postando...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3717108573254200223?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3717108573254200223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3717108573254200223' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3717108573254200223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3717108573254200223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/ate-que-enfim-internet.html' title='até que enfim, Internet!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-58335719889411913</id><published>2009-10-02T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:50:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje, 17 anos sem meu pai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-58335719889411913?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/58335719889411913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=58335719889411913' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/58335719889411913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/58335719889411913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoje-17-anos-sem-meu-pai.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-521068003164510691</id><published>2009-10-01T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:50:00.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Na vida...</title><content type='html'>a única coisa que nunca muda, é o fato de que tudo muda sempre. Sempre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-521068003164510691?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/521068003164510691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=521068003164510691' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/521068003164510691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/521068003164510691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/na-vida.html' title='Na vida...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4781813073277434390</id><published>2009-09-30T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:52:50.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filmes...</title><content type='html'>Ando vendo (comprando) muito filme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esses dias vi a trilogia das cores... "A igualdade é branca", "A liberdade é azul" e "A fraternidade é vermelha". Recomendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois que agora vejo os filmes com um bloquinho de papel por perto. Invariavelmente anoto alguma coisa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4781813073277434390?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4781813073277434390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4781813073277434390' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4781813073277434390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4781813073277434390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/09/filmes.html' title='Filmes...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8331952962789620812</id><published>2009-09-29T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:00:44.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violão</title><content type='html'>Agora toco Andantes, Andantinos....tô pegando força no mindinho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valsas.... músicas de estudo... todas com sua beleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosto disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto, só vendo violão clássico... mais bonito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8331952962789620812?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8331952962789620812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8331952962789620812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8331952962789620812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8331952962789620812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/violao.html' title='Violão'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2083354551168200085</id><published>2009-09-29T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:57:55.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Mas conheço a raiva que guia você, uma raiva que vai sufocando a dor, até a memória dele se tornar veneno em suas veias, para um dia desejar que a pessoa que você amou nunca tivesse existido, e ser poupado do seu sofrimento. Sua raiva lhe dá grande poder, mas se deixar, ela destrói você"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o trecho acima, pasmem (risos), é de Batman Begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosto deste trecho porque não tenho uma opinião formada sobre ele... concordo e discordo... e penso que ainda não sei o que realmente acho disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainda em reflexão...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2083354551168200085?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2083354551168200085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2083354551168200085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2083354551168200085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2083354551168200085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/mas-conheco-raiva-que-guia-voce-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1768604821526367096</id><published>2009-09-22T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:30:31.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>e então uma lagríma caiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voltei pra casa&lt;br /&gt;peguei todos os caquinhos e joguei fora... nada de colar pedacinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pensei: cadê a integridade?&lt;br /&gt;e mais... mais do que nunca: cadê a nossa amizade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim... pq essa eu achei que não podia ser roubada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pus tudo em um cofre, em um pedaço do coração, agora de pedra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peguei o livro e virei a página.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi-se o tempo na minha vida em que eu via uma faca e nela dava murros...&lt;br /&gt;ou com a peneira me protegia do sol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro, simples assim, ficou claro.&lt;br /&gt;súbito achei. tão rápido que não consegui dar conta de tanta informação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é a vida.&lt;br /&gt;não se pode ter tudo sempre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1768604821526367096?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1768604821526367096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1768604821526367096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1768604821526367096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1768604821526367096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8225870065434422651</id><published>2009-09-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:24:50.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alô?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjL4S3l9EI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5xFgHcUl-Wk/s1600-h/grito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388781122146923586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjL4S3l9EI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5xFgHcUl-Wk/s400/grito.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fugindo?&lt;br /&gt;- Nããããão!!! &amp;amp;*#¨¨@(Y%#$$)(&amp;amp;%%%!##@!&amp;amp;¨¨%@##(*&amp;amp;#¨$%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8225870065434422651?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8225870065434422651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8225870065434422651' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8225870065434422651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8225870065434422651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/09/alo.html' title='Alô?'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjL4S3l9EI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5xFgHcUl-Wk/s72-c/grito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1573173978454774281</id><published>2009-09-03T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T09:04:53.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjHR3jzhDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wf5tkuZKGgE/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjHR3jzhDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wf5tkuZKGgE/s400/rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388776063934628914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"-Me roubaram o coração..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hã?? Mas, tipo, semana passada.... bom, deixa pra lá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1573173978454774281?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1573173978454774281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1573173978454774281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1573173978454774281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1573173978454774281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-roubaram-o-coracao.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjHR3jzhDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wf5tkuZKGgE/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-861864535400258021</id><published>2009-08-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:50:48.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantismo...</title><content type='html'>"Romantismo é apenas uma escola literária".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movimento artístico, político e filosófico surgido nas últimas décadas do século XVIII. Vem depois do Arcadismo e antes do Realismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só. Sem mais nem menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sim, porque depois de tanto romantismo, é bom cair na real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-861864535400258021?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/861864535400258021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=861864535400258021' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/861864535400258021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/861864535400258021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/08/romantismo.html' title='Romantismo...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4475522914429865650</id><published>2009-08-22T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:41:46.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;11か月&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4475522914429865650?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4475522914429865650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4475522914429865650' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4475522914429865650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4475522914429865650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/08/11.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3081839828683702274</id><published>2009-08-21T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:57:00.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjFtCdijvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BgqQm923VwQ/s1600-h/100_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjFtCdijvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BgqQm923VwQ/s400/100_2921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388774331694354162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"e você era a princesa que eu quis coroar, e era tão linda de se admirar, que andava nua pelo meu país".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3081839828683702274?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3081839828683702274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3081839828683702274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3081839828683702274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3081839828683702274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-voce-era-princesa-que-eu-quis-coroar.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SsjFtCdijvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BgqQm923VwQ/s72-c/100_2921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-417353218198423159</id><published>2009-08-18T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:25:24.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmo 116</title><content type='html'>1º - Uma promessa...&lt;br /&gt;2º - Uma benção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia em que tive a confirmação da compradora, veio o seguinte a mim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Amo o Senhor, porque ele ouve a minha voz e as minhas súplicas.&lt;br /&gt;2.Porque inclinou para mim os seus ouvidos, invocá-lo-ei enquanto eu viver.&lt;br /&gt;3.Laços de morte me cercaram, e angústias do inferno se apoderaram de mim; caí em tribulação e tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;4.Então, invoquei o nome do Senhor: ó Senhor, livra-me a alma.&lt;br /&gt;5.Compassivo e justo é o Senhor; o nosso Deus é misericordioso.&lt;br /&gt;6.O Senhor vela pelos simples; achava-me prostrado, e ele me salvou.&lt;br /&gt;7.Volta, minha alma, ao teu sossego, pois o Senhor tem sido generoso para contigo.&lt;br /&gt;8.Pois livraste da morte a minha alma, das lágrimas, os meus olhos, da queda, os meus pés.&lt;br /&gt;9.Andarei na presença do Senhor, na terra dos viventes.&lt;br /&gt;10.Eu cria, ainda que disse: estive sobremodo aflito.&lt;br /&gt;11.Eu disse na minha perturbação: todo homem é mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;12.Que darei ao Senhor por todos os seus benefícios para comigo?&lt;br /&gt;13.Tomarei o cálice da salvação e invocarei o nome do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;14.Cumprirei os meus votos ao Senhor, na presença de todo o seu povo.&lt;br /&gt;15.Preciosa é aos olhos do Senhor a morte dos seus santos.&lt;br /&gt;16.Senhor, deveras sou teu servo, teu servo, filho da tua serva; quebraste as minhas cadeias.&lt;br /&gt;17.Oferecer-te-ei sacrifícios de ações de graças e invocarei o nome do Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;18.Cumprirei os meus votos ao Senhor, na presença de todo o seu povo,&lt;br /&gt;19.nos átrios da Casa do Senhor, no meio de ti, ó Jerusalém. Aleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui abençoada, mais uma vez em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada meu Deus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-417353218198423159?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/417353218198423159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=417353218198423159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/417353218198423159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/417353218198423159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/08/salmo-116.html' title='Salmo 116'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1904606506447082562</id><published>2009-08-08T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:27:41.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bilu Tetéia</title><content type='html'>Homenagem a Roberta e Edelcinho pelo divertidíssimo sábado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3B23oCcGYqA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-219163718507431394</id><published>2009-08-03T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:34:17.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Focando onde deve....&lt;br /&gt;e treinando a força no dedo mindinho....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-219163718507431394?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/219163718507431394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=219163718507431394' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SndjZwZ8_KI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7fvr3PlETDA/s400/palhaco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4527530863799441742?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4527530863799441742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4527530863799441742' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4527530863799441742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4527530863799441742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5800702083102936123</id><published>2009-07-25T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T04:51:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmroLFaoMCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/r7cwOxIMK8U/s1600-h/neo1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362353583468064802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmroLFaoMCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/r7cwOxIMK8U/s400/neo1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmroCLtaasI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5hK2BDzQtDs/s1600-h/neo2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362353430538644162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmroCLtaasI/AAAAAAAAAIk/5hK2BDzQtDs/s400/neo2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Negar os nossos impulsos é negar aquilo que faz de nós humanos"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5800702083102936123?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5800702083102936123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5800702083102936123' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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certo quanto o erro de ser barco a motor, e insistir em usar os remos. É o mal que a água faz quando se afoga, e o salva-vidas não está lá, porque não vemos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4374351921080806002?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4374351921080806002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4374351921080806002' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4374351921080806002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4374351921080806002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmjoqjK39NI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p0SmQyScRQE/s400/scream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmjoyjKqdTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HyMt8VPy-O4/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361791311515645234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmjoyjKqdTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HyMt8VPy-O4/s400/faith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-836406517457474188?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/836406517457474188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=836406517457474188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/836406517457474188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/836406517457474188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SmjoqjK39NI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p0SmQyScRQE/s72-c/scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1402106193735948140</id><published>2009-07-16T20:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:05:29.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meio qualquer coisa...&lt;br /&gt;pq assim justo agora?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1402106193735948140?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1402106193735948140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1402106193735948140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1402106193735948140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1402106193735948140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/07/meio-qualquer-coisa.html' title=''/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3677363844099329802</id><published>2009-07-16T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:04:38.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Há flores por todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há flores em tudo o que eu vejo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3677363844099329802?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3677363844099329802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3677363844099329802' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3677363844099329802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3677363844099329802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-6086299232492697099</id><published>2009-07-16T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:03:53.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninguém me acredita no Jack Bauer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-6086299232492697099?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/6086299232492697099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=6086299232492697099' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352896620429878226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SklPHYwco9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/jRw6rEp6EUA/s400/FOTO3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dói quando me sinto exposta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SklQcmejguI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_li72Qt8-MM/s1600-h/FOTO1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352898084401808098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SklQcmejguI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_li72Qt8-MM/s400/FOTO1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pra me abrir, vou aos poucos... senão me choca...&lt;br /&gt;de qualquer forma, é um sentimento que precisa ser trabalhado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por ora, me calo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2863324514363622495?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2863324514363622495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2863324514363622495' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2863324514363622495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3586902047970927184?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3586902047970927184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3586902047970927184' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3586902047970927184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3586902047970927184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7454825776494398532?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7454825776494398532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7454825776494398532' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7454825776494398532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7454825776494398532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/06/tango-ceu-aberto.html' title='tango a céu 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGzySsdSrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/BEmb9_74AUM/s400/mao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Vou agora te contar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;como entrei no inexpressivo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que sempre foi a minha busca cega e secreta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De como entrei naquilo que existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;entre o número um e o número dois, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de como vi a linha de mistério e fogo, e que é linha sub-reptícia.&lt;br /&gt;Entre duas notas de música existe uma nota, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;entre dois fatos existe um fato, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;entre dois grãos de areia por mais juntos que estejam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;existe um intervalo de espaço, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;existe um sentir que é entre o sentir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- nos interstícios da matéria primordial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;está a linha de mistério e fogo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que é a respiração do mundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e a respiração contínua do mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;é aquilo que ouvimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e chamamos de silêncio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1766035076278180115?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1766035076278180115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1766035076278180115' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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livre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parque Villa-Lobos - São Paulo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGSD6_E5hI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FSi0fUY3tus/s1600-h/100_4082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350718428363941394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGSD6_E5hI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FSi0fUY3tus/s320/100_4082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parque da Aclimação - São Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGQ-6ELarI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JXsh-aWsjhI/s1600-h/100_3838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350717242705930930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGQ-6ELarI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JXsh-aWsjhI/s320/100_3838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;La Boca - Buenos Aires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGQCegXYRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1DvF3KkZ9lE/s1600-h/100_3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350716204515811602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGQCegXYRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1DvF3KkZ9lE/s320/100_3297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1052232845373309438?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1052232845373309438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1052232845373309438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1052232845373309438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1052232845373309438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/06/criacoes_23.html' title='ao ar livre'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGSD6_E5hI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FSi0fUY3tus/s72-c/100_4082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-6934519041136797387</id><published>2009-06-23T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:28:16.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedra Grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGVJeCEW3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/sGCgR2OOJTc/s1600-h/100_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350721822205959026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGVJeCEW3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/sGCgR2OOJTc/s400/100_3995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;costas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGUuzQqnAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZDaolfyXDQQ/s1600-h/100_3996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350721364047862786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGUuzQqnAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZDaolfyXDQQ/s400/100_3996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-6934519041136797387?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SkGVJeCEW3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/sGCgR2OOJTc/s72-c/100_3995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1970964901045325501</id><published>2009-06-09T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:17:48.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dança.... gira...</title><content type='html'>O Teatro Municipal de São Paulo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Si8WgnkzzqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sNdlWn-0yp0/s1600-h/teatro_municipal-800px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345516032347066018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Si8WgnkzzqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sNdlWn-0yp0/s320/teatro_municipal-800px.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Si8TfDysMhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9RM6zSpStB0/s1600-h/teatro_municipal-800px.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Si8TfDysMhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9RM6zSpStB0/s1600-h/teatro_municipal-800px.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tantos momentos únicos na história deste &lt;strong&gt;Te&lt;/strong&gt;atro... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ontem mais um... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;para poucos... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pouquíssimos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - A "poeira" era canela... &lt;em&gt;Canela Fina&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1970964901045325501?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1970964901045325501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1970964901045325501' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1970964901045325501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1970964901045325501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/06/danca-gira.html' title='Dança.... gira...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/Si8WgnkzzqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sNdlWn-0yp0/s72-c/teatro_municipal-800px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4181042736327888171</id><published>2009-04-21T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:35:58.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2...</title><content type='html'>A...&lt;br /&gt;A...&lt;br /&gt;..A...&lt;br /&gt;ATCHIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rs... tsc tsc tsc....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4181042736327888171?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4181042736327888171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4181042736327888171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4181042736327888171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4181042736327888171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/04/2.html' title='2...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8347747998357339594</id><published>2009-04-21T11:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:34:37.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sério!</title><content type='html'>É onde estou...&lt;br /&gt;Estou no sério.&lt;br /&gt;Não me tirem daqui!&lt;br /&gt;Não me tirem do sério.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8347747998357339594?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8347747998357339594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8347747998357339594' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8347747998357339594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8347747998357339594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/04/serio.html' title='Sério!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-653209086672007365</id><published>2009-04-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:33:53.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMÉRICA!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terça-feira estávamos saindo do restaurante na hora do almoço e ficamos do lado de fora, aguardando os demais pagarem para podermos voltar à labuta nossa de todo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeFM_D9XJcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jd-tLrDVH3s/s1600-h/c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323620880806782402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeFM_D9XJcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jd-tLrDVH3s/s200/c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enquanto esperávamos, eis que surge um C5 todo ralado, praticamente subindo o carro na calçada, com um distinto senhor em seu interior:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeFMb9f0QkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VtWYXaObNIs/s1600-h/oldman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323620277776826946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeFMb9f0QkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VtWYXaObNIs/s200/oldman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele acena para nós, como quem quer pedir informação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E lá vou eu, toda prestativa, fazendo a linha Calcutá! prestar as tais informações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ao chegar perto do carro, ele balbulciou ofegantemente uma palavra que, confesso, não entendi. (Confessei isso a ele também... que fique registrado).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aí, vamos lá para a segunda rodada: Inclino os ouvidos em sua direção mais uma vez e ainda digo um singelo: "Pois não?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O senhor toma todo o fôlego (o dia tava quente)... e "objetivamente" me diz "América!", tal qual está no arquivo de áudio abaixo:&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZVuT1FKUu_/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZVuT1FKUu_/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir o áudio é importante para o correto entendimento da situação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No segundo em que ele terminou sua palavra eu comecei a pensar, a vasculhar em meus arquivos, tudo aquilo que conhecia sobre América: América do Sul, do Norte, As Américas, Américo Vespúcio, Canção da América, Soy loco por ti América, Descobrimento da América por Cristóvão Colombo, Novela América (aquela com a SOL - que já foi Céu em outro folhetim, com o Boi Bandido, Djanira Pimenta e um bando de peão...), Jardim América, Capitão América, Av. América, affe..... é tanta coisa com América que eu fiquei perdida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uma luz então clareou minha mente, e pensei no restaurante América que fica há algumas quadras de onde estávamos. Indiquei o local e fui embora... fui embora..... rindo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uma coisa é ele perguntar com todas as palavras que a oração permite: Por favor, onde fica o Restaurante América?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agora, simplesmente dizer AMÉRICA e esperar que eu decifre o enigma do meio dia, já é mais complicado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assim, fiquei rindo da INFINIDADE de respostas que eu poderia ter dado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vamos a elas: (a ordem não importa...) === E que fique claro que o que se lê abaixo como alternativas a pergunta do distinto senhor do C5 batido, não quer dizer nada, além de uma simples brincadeira (algo do tipo, como fazer alguém louco?):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Aquela com mania de perseguição:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não, eu sou Adriana. E pra falar a verdade, não conheço nenhuma América com minhas características físicas, sem falar na fisionomia. O senhor se enganou. Seu tarado!! Vá embora daqui! Socorro!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeIIn4oveGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gq_AP65kZ6A/s1600-h/executiva_rua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323827190816536674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeIIn4oveGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gq_AP65kZ6A/s200/executiva_rua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;===== e sai andando correndo, muda de lado da calçada, pra não ser perseguida!!!! LOUCA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Aquela que não pode ver uma manifestação, que vai atrás acompanhar....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIM!!!!!!! AMÉRICAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! U-HUUUUUU AMÉRICA DO SUL!!!!!! ESTAMOS NA AMÉRICA!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeIJH8OifII/AAAAAAAAAFs/DTGo9O8SCfA/s1600-h/manifestacao_america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323827741536189570" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeIJH8OifII/AAAAAAAAAFs/DTGo9O8SCfA/s200/manifestacao_america.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;======== detalhe: para dar essa resposta deve-se ter uma postura de imperador, como se empunhasse em mãos uma bandeira ou algo do tipo! Ao sair, deve-se fazê-lo marchando, levantando os braços!! E assim inicia-se uma manifestação.... certeza.... é só subir pra Av. Paulista que sempre terá um povo pronto pra acompanhar a passeata... que nem véia carpideira, que não pode ver um velório... rsrs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) A cantora (de musical da Broadway) !! Unir-se-ia (adoro usar mesóclise) aos transeuntes e em poucos segundos, um musical se instalaria nos arredores da Alameda Santos, tal qual vídeo abaixo (para facilitar, veja a partir dos 50 segundos iniciais):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QS7wWzwak4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QS7wWzwak4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagina os engravatados fazendo esses passinhos no meio da Al. Santos.... kkkkkk (basta ver os primeiros 2 minutos do vídeo....).... kkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) A Cantora (não de musical... menos dançante...mais tropicália)... nos idos da Revolução.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXHZAEMBHSU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXHZAEMBHSU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ainda vale uma dancinha A la Carmem Miranda, com as mãos nos cotovelos, virando pra lá e pra cá, cantando "Soy loco por ti Ameeeeeeeeeeerica"......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mas no final das contas, talvez, imcompreendido que fora, o que ele mais queria fosse a Katie Stam... a tal da:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MISS AMÉRICA 2009!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323839122029729682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeITeX3o15I/AAAAAAAAAF0/KmWeK6Jr9VQ/s200/missamerica2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É.... vai ver ele se confundiu.... afinal, eu não sou nada parecida com ela!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-653209086672007365?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/653209086672007365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=653209086672007365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/653209086672007365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/653209086672007365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ameerica.html' title='AMÉRICA!!!!!!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/SeFM_D9XJcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jd-tLrDVH3s/s72-c/c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8030561156106546091</id><published>2008-07-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:48:20.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E então...</title><content type='html'>A...&lt;br /&gt;A...&lt;br /&gt;..A...&lt;br /&gt;ATCHIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rs... tsc tsc tsc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8030561156106546091?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8030561156106546091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8030561156106546091' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8030561156106546091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8030561156106546091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-ento.html' title='E então...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3246487544597909415</id><published>2008-04-28T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:53:30.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renato Baragão - Comercial da Dengue</title><content type='html'>Vejam abaixo o vídeo do ator Renato Baragão em comercial da dengue no Estado de São Paulo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; 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Inexperada....</title><content type='html'>"eco do esperar&lt;br /&gt;de sintomas&lt;br /&gt;de um miocardio.&lt;br /&gt;nêspera...&lt;br /&gt;doce, amargo&lt;br /&gt;doce, amargo&lt;br /&gt;(eco)&lt;br /&gt;dialética&lt;br /&gt;intrigante[?!]...&lt;br /&gt;ao exemplo&lt;br /&gt;de:&lt;br /&gt;desejada&lt;br /&gt;pera&lt;br /&gt;suculenta&lt;br /&gt;(da lembrança)&lt;br /&gt;inesperada&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;expectativa&lt;br /&gt;inexperada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarië Telperiën&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8627262381049635126?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8627262381049635126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8627262381049635126' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8627262381049635126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8627262381049635126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/04/inespera-inexperada.html' title='Inespera... Inexperada....'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-7427859192970962847</id><published>2008-04-10T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:05:53.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos perdidos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R_46lGtf0HI/AAAAAAAAADg/SXAbLuxoqEw/s1600-h/Imagen%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187648229908402290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R_46lGtf0HI/AAAAAAAAADg/SXAbLuxoqEw/s320/Imagen%2B042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de Amarië Telperiën&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cuerpo de mujer mía, persistiré en tu gracia. Mi sed, mi ansia sin límite, mi camino indeciso..."&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7427859192970962847?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7427859192970962847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7427859192970962847' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7427859192970962847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7427859192970962847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/04/sonhos-perdidos.html' title='Sonhos perdidos...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R_46lGtf0HI/AAAAAAAAADg/SXAbLuxoqEw/s72-c/Imagen%2B042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2388351524039626616</id><published>2008-04-10T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:52:38.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O corpo relaxa...</title><content type='html'>O corpo relaxa&lt;br /&gt;E às vezes, enrijece&lt;br /&gt;Até os ossos se aquecem&lt;br /&gt;E o abraçar já não basta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos esquentam&lt;br /&gt;E a boca emudece&lt;br /&gt;Desce a mão pelo corpo&lt;br /&gt;Que formiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abriga sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Palavras não ditas&lt;br /&gt;Tomam conta os desejos&lt;br /&gt;Parece que gritam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos berros internos&lt;br /&gt;Tiramos a camisa&lt;br /&gt;Encostamos peito a peito&lt;br /&gt;A mão continua a bailar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra lá e pra cá&lt;br /&gt;Pra cá e pra lá&lt;br /&gt;Os corpos dançam&lt;br /&gt;Envolventes&lt;br /&gt;Inquietos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lábio seca&lt;br /&gt;Mas continua a procurar&lt;br /&gt;O lábio úmido&lt;br /&gt;Que não quer calar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãos pés lábios&lt;br /&gt;Num encontro perpétuo&lt;br /&gt;De quem não quer se soltar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O momento pára&lt;br /&gt;Agora sem nada no corpo&lt;br /&gt;Baila no ar&lt;br /&gt;A magia&lt;br /&gt;O encanto dos gemidos&lt;br /&gt;Que não cansam de urrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O movimento se encontra&lt;br /&gt;E começa a bailar&lt;br /&gt;Sintonia perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Vejo o céu, o luar&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Os planetas&lt;br /&gt;O suor que nos une&lt;br /&gt;O amor&lt;br /&gt;A paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de não parar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;O movimento&lt;br /&gt;A respiração, o suor,&lt;br /&gt;O movimento, o momento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mágico, Ideal&lt;br /&gt;Formiga, Moleza&lt;br /&gt;Mãos que descem&lt;br /&gt;E se permitem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quietude toma conta da ousadia&lt;br /&gt;E o silêncio testemunha a respiração&lt;br /&gt;Que diminui&lt;br /&gt;Docemente&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonadamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2388351524039626616?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2388351524039626616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2388351524039626616' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2388351524039626616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2388351524039626616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-corpo-relaxa.html' title='O corpo relaxa...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-6991431443414708794</id><published>2008-04-10T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:51:22.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se pode amar só</title><content type='html'>Não se pode amar só&lt;br /&gt;É preciso ser amado&lt;br /&gt;Idolatrado&lt;br /&gt;Querido,&lt;br /&gt;Perpetuado...&lt;br /&gt;Mais que amar é necessário a paixão&lt;br /&gt;Olhar para quem nos ama&lt;br /&gt;E só então se entregar&lt;br /&gt;De corpo aberto&lt;br /&gt;Coração desperto&lt;br /&gt;Fazer maluquices&lt;br /&gt;Fazer gozar&lt;br /&gt;Até morrer&lt;br /&gt;E se contentar&lt;br /&gt;Com o brilho do olhar&lt;br /&gt;De quem nos olha&lt;br /&gt;E nos endeusa&lt;br /&gt;E nos quer&lt;br /&gt;Sempre mais.&lt;br /&gt;Para então se sentir mulher&lt;br /&gt;Na plenitude da alma&lt;br /&gt;Porque a mulher é algo além&lt;br /&gt;De corpo e espírito&lt;br /&gt;È fogo&lt;br /&gt;Ardendo&lt;br /&gt;É inimigo&lt;br /&gt;È infidelidade&lt;br /&gt;É manejo bem sucedido&lt;br /&gt;No corpo do outro&lt;br /&gt;Que é brinquedo&lt;br /&gt;Que é só ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;Aquela obra perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Da natureza sábia&lt;br /&gt;E traiçoeira&lt;br /&gt;Que dá armas para quem sabe usar&lt;br /&gt;Perspicaz&lt;br /&gt;Envolvente&lt;br /&gt;Inquieta&lt;br /&gt;E quando quieta&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim&lt;br /&gt;Faz brilhar&lt;br /&gt;A mão que a acaricia&lt;br /&gt;E acha que a domina&lt;br /&gt;Porque quer dominar&lt;br /&gt;E se apaixonar ainda mais&lt;br /&gt;Por não poder controlar&lt;br /&gt;E se perder no olhar&lt;br /&gt;Daquela que agora goza&lt;br /&gt;E não se importa&lt;br /&gt;Se fez gozar&lt;br /&gt;E o faz tão perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Que o outro a admira&lt;br /&gt;Sem pensar&lt;br /&gt;Sem perceber que já gozou&lt;br /&gt;Milhões de vezes&lt;br /&gt;Só de imaginar que a possuí&lt;br /&gt;Inteiramente&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-6991431443414708794?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/6991431443414708794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=6991431443414708794' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/6991431443414708794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/6991431443414708794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-se-pode-amar-s.html' title='Não se pode amar só'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2507725375969818395</id><published>2008-04-10T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:49:36.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBABILIDADE E POSSIBILIDADE</title><content type='html'>Há possibilidade no que sussurra o meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há distância que torne amargo o gosto da nossa vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Não há tempo que dissolva as lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;Não há obstáculos aos sentidos, eles atravessam nuvens e navegam rios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há probabilidade no que a gente busca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há fronteiras sem um caminho&lt;br /&gt;Quando a intenção é não estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há medo que não cesse&lt;br /&gt;Quando o desejo enlouquece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há labirinto sem saída&lt;br /&gt;Quando a possibilidade é a vida&lt;br /&gt;Para entrar e se encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há deserto sem oásis&lt;br /&gt;Quando a probabilidade é o destino&lt;br /&gt;Para mergulhar e se conhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe possibilidade...&lt;br /&gt;Não existe céu que não guarde estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Marcela Policiano... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2507725375969818395?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2507725375969818395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2507725375969818395' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R-jiLKelFGI/AAAAAAAAADI/coRtFEBZCf8/s1600-h/cher_guevara.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640052708807778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R-jiLKelFGI/AAAAAAAAADI/coRtFEBZCf8/s320/cher_guevara.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tirado da comunidade "Cher Guevara" do Orkut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hay que envelhecer pero sin perder la ternura jamás. Viva la revolución del bisturi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3093149048371195296?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3093149048371195296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3093149048371195296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3093149048371195296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3093149048371195296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/frases-2.html' title='Frases (2)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R-jiLKelFGI/AAAAAAAAADI/coRtFEBZCf8/s72-c/cher_guevara.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3682509170483492324</id><published>2008-03-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:36:39.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase (1)</title><content type='html'>"What we are never changes. Who we are never stops changing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Sofia Curtis, at CSI-Las Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que eu aaaaamo CSI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3682509170483492324?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3682509170483492324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3682509170483492324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3682509170483492324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3682509170483492324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/frase-1.html' title='Frase (1)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4535960845240716246</id><published>2008-03-24T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:34:42.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samba da Bênção (trechos)</title><content type='html'>Vinícius de Moraes é demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na verdade "é demais" é pouco....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com o perdão da palavra: Vinícius é foda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue trecho falado do "Samba da Benção":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Senão é como amar uma mulher só linda&lt;br /&gt;E daí?&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher tem que ter&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa além de beleza&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa de triste&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa que chora&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa que sente saudade&lt;br /&gt;Um molejo de amor machucado&lt;br /&gt;Uma beleza que vem da tristeza&lt;br /&gt;De se saber mulher&lt;br /&gt;Feita apenas para amar&lt;br /&gt;Para sofrer pelo seu amor&lt;br /&gt;E pra ser só perdão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feito essa gente que anda por aí&lt;br /&gt;Brincando com a vida&lt;br /&gt;Cuidado, companheiro!&lt;br /&gt;A vida é pra valer&lt;br /&gt;E não se engane não, tem uma só&lt;br /&gt;Duas mesmo que é bom&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém vai me dizer que tem&lt;br /&gt;Sem provar muito bem provado&lt;br /&gt;Com certidão passada em cartório do céu&lt;br /&gt;E assinado embaixo: Deus&lt;br /&gt;E com firma reconhecida!&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é brincadeira, amigo&lt;br /&gt;A vida é arte do encontro&lt;br /&gt;Embora haja tanto desencontro pela vida&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre uma mulher à sua espera&lt;br /&gt;Com os olhos cheios de carinho&lt;br /&gt;E as mãos cheias de perdão&lt;br /&gt;Ponha um pouco de amor na sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Como no seu samba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso nem dizer nada... incrível!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4535960845240716246?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4535960845240716246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4535960845240716246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4535960845240716246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4535960845240716246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/samba-da-bno-trechos.html' title='Samba da Bênção (trechos)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1109899198147809754</id><published>2008-03-24T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T07:28:37.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (8)</title><content type='html'>What a fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mesmo que "Que medo!" ou "Deus me livre"... é uma versão de "What a feeling" do filme Flashdance... logo, deve ser dito: "What a feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaar"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(6)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4228975732425045152</id><published>2008-03-19T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:17:52.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (5)</title><content type='html'>"Quando a gente gosta os desafios ficam pequenos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Bruno Reis... em consideração aos recentes fatos da minha vida... rsrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4228975732425045152?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4228975732425045152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4228975732425045152' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4228975732425045152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4228975732425045152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-srie-ditados-populares-5.html' title='Da série &quot;Ditados populares&quot; (5)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5892703369227727141</id><published>2008-03-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:10:03.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (4)</title><content type='html'>"Morte Horrível"&lt;br /&gt;by Plínio da Rapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até onde eu sei, expressão equivalente a "Fudeu!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5892703369227727141?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5892703369227727141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5892703369227727141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5892703369227727141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5892703369227727141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-srie-ditados-populares-4.html' title='Da série &quot;Ditados populares&quot; (4)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-698468919405561970</id><published>2008-03-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T08:59:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (3)</title><content type='html'>"Madonna é uma entidade a parte que deve ser respeitada".&lt;br /&gt;by Marcela e Adriana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-698468919405561970?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/698468919405561970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=698468919405561970' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/698468919405561970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/698468919405561970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-srie-ditados-populares-3.html' title='Da série &quot;Ditados populares&quot; (3)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2220794007639835081</id><published>2008-03-16T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:28:17.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por flor tenho loucura...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R93Wa11CkKI/AAAAAAAAADA/5lNL59iHJIc/s1600-h/100_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178530903160426658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R93Wa11CkKI/AAAAAAAAADA/5lNL59iHJIc/s400/100_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flores em minha casa... duas com significado especial....&lt;br /&gt;"Sabe quando você cai no asfalto e uma pessoa cai por cima de você?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que me sinto assim também, meio atropelada.&lt;br /&gt;rssrsrsrsrsrsrsr mas feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2220794007639835081?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2220794007639835081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2220794007639835081' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2220794007639835081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2220794007639835081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/flores-em-minha-casa.html' title='Por flor tenho loucura...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R93Wa11CkKI/AAAAAAAAADA/5lNL59iHJIc/s72-c/100_0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2496589596094816083</id><published>2008-03-16T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:22:23.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (2)</title><content type='html'>Hoje na praia, sob um sol escaldante, o garçon do quiosque, anda pra lá e pra cá com cadeira, guarda-sol, e reclama (brincando com a sua própria história) a falta que o estudo lhe fez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então ele me diz: "Minha mãe já me dizia"&lt;br /&gt;- "Quem não ouve com cuidado, depois ouve coitado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2496589596094816083?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2496589596094816083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2496589596094816083' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2496589596094816083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2496589596094816083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-srie-ditados-populares-2.html' title='Da série &quot;Ditados populares&quot; (2)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3241526570619351633</id><published>2008-03-16T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:17:36.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preconceito com cor? Ainda existe sim senhor...</title><content type='html'>Por conta de uma reunião de última hora na segunda-feira, aqui em Santa Catarina, aproveitei, antecipei o vôo e vim conhecer o litoral catarinense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E qual a primeira coisa com a qual me deparo (excetuando a chuva que caiu apenas pela manhã)? Preconceito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter a pele clara, e o cabelo de escova progressiva escondem que, na verdade, sou filha de uma mulher negra. Toda a família por parte da minha mãe é negra. E não vejo nenhum problema nisso. Mas há quem veja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é por ter essa condição "branca" que presencio inúmeras e tristes manifestações de ignorância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O taxista que me leva do aeroporto até o hotel não se cansa de esbravejar aos quatro ventos que, com a construção do novo porto de Navegantes, uma leva de "pessoas de cor" (sic) chegou à cidade, trazendo consigo violência, roubos e morte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais, ele faz questão de dizer: "Somos de colonização européia, alemã. Temos outros costumes, e essa gente não está adaptada para isso aqui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa gente?&lt;br /&gt;De que gente ele faz parte? Quantas "gentes" têm no Brasil? E no mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ridículo como as pessoas em pleno século XXI ainda acham que um país se faz melhor ou pior de acordo com a cor da sua população.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dizer que uma pessoa é melhor ou pior, mais honesta ou desonesta só por conta da melanina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é um absurdo!&lt;br /&gt;Esse mesmo preconceito nós vivemos em Buenos Aires. Posso contar nas dedos de uma mão a quantidade de negros que vi por lá. E as pessoas olham mesmo, de lado... uma situação deplorável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quanto mais eu vejo pessoas assim, ignorantes, que dão tanto valor à cor da pele (ou à ausência de), mais triste me sinto, pois sei que a discriminação das minorias não está tão perto do fim como imaginamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Para essas pessoas, importa se é branco ou preto, se é homo ou hétero.... Sim, mais uma minoria fadada ao preconceito: os gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vira e mexe, em rodas de amigos das mais variadas tribos, escuto um: "ai que nojo dois homens se beijando" ou "que nojo, duas mulheres" ou ainda "que desperdício"... isso quando a coisa é leve... porque depois de alguns copos de cerveja o comentário desce para "que nojo dois viados se pegando" ou "duas bolachas se atacando"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affe! Gente! Acho que ninguém aqui fica olhando pra qualquer casal na rua e fica imaginando as performances sexuais da dupla. Seja hétero ou homo ou bi ou pan ou whateversexual... tanto faz! Cada um é cada um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso respeitar a individualidade. Somos TODOS indivíduos diferentes entre si. Sejamos brancos ou pretos ou pardos ou amarelos. Somos todos diferentes, mesmo que tivéssemos todos a mesma cor e até mesmo a mesma orientação sexual: ainda assim seríamos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe um dia eu possa viver em uma sociedade onde tanto faz... tanto faz qualquer coisa.... onde o que importa é a sua essência.... e só!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3241526570619351633?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3241526570619351633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3241526570619351633' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3241526570619351633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3241526570619351633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/preconceito-com-cor-ainda-existe-sim.html' title='Preconceito com cor? Ainda existe sim senhor...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2936948374432631826</id><published>2008-03-16T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:46:18.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elza Soares - Chega de Saudade (2)</title><content type='html'>Mais uma dela na revista Rolling Stone... célebre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Faço música de qualidade, né? Minha música não é "pra pular brasileira" é música popular brasileira"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2936948374432631826?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2936948374432631826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2936948374432631826' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2936948374432631826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2936948374432631826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/elza-soares-chega-de-saudade-2.html' title='Elza Soares - Chega de Saudade (2)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2486127998046437973</id><published>2008-03-16T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:43:34.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elza Soares - Chega de Saudade (1)</title><content type='html'>Adorei o que Elza Soares disse em entrevista à revista Rolling Stone (é de uma amplitude...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Eu me emociono muito, mas não sou saudosista. Não conheço o tempo. Quando cheguei ao mundo, ele já existia. Mas o tempo não dá atenção a você, por isso é preciso passar por cima dele e não dar bola porque ele é muito orgulhoso."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2486127998046437973?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2486127998046437973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2486127998046437973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2486127998046437973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2486127998046437973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/elza-soares-chega-de-saudade-1.html' title='Elza Soares - Chega de Saudade (1)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-2630673915342437934</id><published>2008-03-15T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:44:26.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da série "Ditados populares" (1)</title><content type='html'>"Onde não se deve cagar é sempre onde se caga mais."&lt;br /&gt;by Iara e Adriana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-2630673915342437934?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/2630673915342437934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=2630673915342437934' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2630673915342437934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/2630673915342437934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-srie-ditados-populares-1.html' title='Da série &quot;Ditados populares&quot; (1)'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5300271439649565396</id><published>2008-03-05T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:06:25.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admirável mundo novo...</title><content type='html'>Você já leu "Admirável mundo novo" do Aldous Huxley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É... lá você encontra uma sociedade extremamente racional... que vê a vida como uma grande linha de produção (Fordismo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá, supostamente, não há grandes sentimentos... sentimentos de amor, eu digo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há desejo, etc... mas todo e qualquer ser humano deve estar predisposto a se relacionar (sexualmente) com outro. E ter vários parceiros é corriqueiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem um que, coitado, quer sentir... quer amor, quer paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E na sociedade em que ele se encontra, isso é praticamente impossível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradoxal, não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu acho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5300271439649565396?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5300271439649565396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5300271439649565396' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5300271439649565396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5300271439649565396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/admirvel-mundo-novo.html' title='Admirável mundo novo...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8637626312457687506</id><published>2008-03-02T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:20:33.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É HOJE! &gt;&gt; IRON MAIDEN - 20h</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R8rTsZ3r7hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yLcNNQHL1WI/s1600-h/eddie086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R8rTsZ3r7hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yLcNNQHL1WI/s400/eddie086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173179881800592914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É hoje, daqui a pouco, daqui 7 horas mais especificamente, que o Iron Maiden subirá ao palco do parque antártica e sob os agudos de Bruce Dickinson (e não o Blaze Baley!!) comandará uma legião de metaleiros fanáticos em um dos shows que, com certeza, ficará para a história do Heavy Metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora.... há 12 anos eu espero o Iron vir a São Paulo com o Bruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza de que será incrível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou lá na Galeria do Rock... afinal, não dá pra ir a um show desses se não for bem à caráter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva a Donzela de Ferro!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8637626312457687506?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8637626312457687506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8637626312457687506' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8637626312457687506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8637626312457687506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/03/hoje-iron-maiden-20h.html' title='É HOJE! &gt;&gt; IRON MAIDEN - 20h'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R8rTsZ3r7hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yLcNNQHL1WI/s72-c/eddie086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3798649498116418316</id><published>2008-02-29T03:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:13:06.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 dias... DONZELA DE FERRO!!!</title><content type='html'>3 dias para o show do Iron Maiden!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTAGEM REGRESSIVA pra ver a Donzela de Ferro no palco!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SET LIST ESTÁ INCRIVLAND (abaixo o de Tóquio):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro - Churchills Speech&lt;br /&gt;1. Aces High&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 minutes to midnight&lt;br /&gt;3. Revelations&lt;br /&gt;4. The Trooper&lt;br /&gt;5. Wasted Years&lt;br /&gt;6. Can I Play with madness (11)&lt;br /&gt;7. Rime of the ancient mariner (8)&lt;br /&gt;8. Powerslave (9)&lt;br /&gt;9. The Number of the Beast (6)&lt;br /&gt;10. Heaven can wait&lt;br /&gt;11. Fear of the Dark (12)&lt;br /&gt;12. Run to the Hills (7)&lt;br /&gt;13. Iron Maiden&lt;br /&gt;[break]&lt;br /&gt;14. Moonchild&lt;br /&gt;15. Clairvoyant&lt;br /&gt;16. Hallowed be thy name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O mais legal: eu espero por esse show há 10 anos!&lt;br /&gt;O mais legal 2: a minha melhor amiga foi neste mesmo show que eu fui há 10 anos atrás, a gente nem se conhecia. E domingo estaremos juntas no show!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUBEK TUBIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3798649498116418316?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3798649498116418316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3798649498116418316' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3798649498116418316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3798649498116418316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-dias-donzela-de-ferro.html' title='3 dias... DONZELA DE FERRO!!!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-7411963711406758543</id><published>2008-02-16T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T13:14:00.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Maiden</title><content type='html'>Contando os dias pro show do Iron... de quebra ainda tem Deep Purple dia 24, Ozzy Osbourne em Abril....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 - O ANO DO ROCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7411963711406758543?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7411963711406758543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7411963711406758543' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7411963711406758543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7411963711406758543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/02/iron-maiden.html' title='Iron Maiden'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1877297143237131801</id><published>2008-02-16T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T13:12:10.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(...) - - - - (...) Avalanche....</title><content type='html'>vivo a linha limítrofe entre quem eu realmente sou e o que eu quero ser...&lt;br /&gt;acontece...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1877297143237131801?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1877297143237131801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1877297143237131801' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1877297143237131801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1877297143237131801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/02/avalanche.html' title='(...) - - - - (...) Avalanche....'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4604204076690620188</id><published>2008-02-14T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:03:00.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVERSÃO!</title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diversão!&lt;br /&gt;Diversão siiiiiiiiim!" excelente composição de Iara, Mafê e eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mafê então pergunta a Iara:&lt;br /&gt;"Iara, seu lustre imaginário tem dragão?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahha sem comentárioooooooooooooooooooos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4604204076690620188?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4604204076690620188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4604204076690620188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4604204076690620188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4604204076690620188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/02/diverso.html' title='DIVERSÃO!'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-4514961647693392810</id><published>2008-01-27T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:15:33.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase do dia da Patotada...</title><content type='html'>"Gente, eu parei de fumar mas o que mais tem em casa é cinzeiro e números espalhados pela parede"&lt;br /&gt;By Adriana Selva com auxílio de Luiz AOR (hahahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-4514961647693392810?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/4514961647693392810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=4514961647693392810' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4514961647693392810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/4514961647693392810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/01/frase-do-dia-da-patotada.html' title='Frase do dia da Patotada...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-7829660100133509240</id><published>2008-01-12T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:39:13.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindo até agora!! hahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R4klYcIYVQI/AAAAAAAAACs/bvWbNLB7B5g/s1600-h/NAOMI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R4klYcIYVQI/AAAAAAAAACs/bvWbNLB7B5g/s400/NAOMI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154692350300673282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://celebridades.uol.com.br/ultnot/2008/01/12/ult4371u382.jhtm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naomi Campbell estaria vivendo romance com Hugo Chávez, diz jornal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Ansa&lt;br /&gt;AFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Naomi Campbell com Hugo Chávez em visita à Venezuela (31/10/07)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CARACAS, 12 JAN (ANSA) - O presidente da Venezuela, Hugo Chávez, estaria vivendo há dois meses um romance com a modelo inglesa Naomi Campbell, segundo publicou o jornal local "El Universal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O jornalista Nelson Bocaranda afirmou em sua coluna que Chávez "está muito apaixonado pela garota morena do jet set internacional".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob o título "Futuro Black &amp; White", a nota também afirma que não deve surpreender que "o líder venezuelano se case com a bela afro-caribenha-chinesa que recentemente lhe entrevistou para a revista "GQ" da Inglaterra, quando Hugo se revelou emocionado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi Campbell esteve em Caracas no final de 2007, quando foi recebida por Chávez no Palácio Presidencial de Miraflores para um encontro, do qual ambos fizeram comentários públicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O presidente não é um gorila, é mais um touro. Estive conversando com ele várias horas em um apartamento na praia emprestado por um amigo, Se comportou muito bem comigo", indicou Naomi à imprensa na época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chávez, por sua vez, afirmou em um ato público para que "não fossem mal interpretados" pelo encontro. "Ela me entrevistou durante três horas para uma revista na qual ela trabalha", explicou o presidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na entrevista, Chávez pediu à top model que "tocasse seus músculos", quando ela manifestou sua preferência por homens fortes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posteriormente, a modelo assistiu na primeira fila um ato público do presidente em um teatro da capital, quando não faltaram comentários presidenciais sobre a força das mulheres, acompanhados de olhares para a modelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há alguns meses, a imprensa venezuelana falava com insistência de uma relação amorosa de Chávez com a modelo e atriz venezuelana Ruddy Rodríguez e de um iminente casamento, categoricamente desmentido pelos dois.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7829660100133509240?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7829660100133509240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7829660100133509240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7829660100133509240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7829660100133509240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2008/01/rindo-at-agora-hahahaha.html' title='Rindo até agora!! hahahaha'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_frl5rKDFCeg/R4klYcIYVQI/AAAAAAAAACs/bvWbNLB7B5g/s72-c/NAOMI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-3704864317044378541</id><published>2007-12-08T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T13:20:00.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laços...</title><content type='html'>"É bobagem chorar por laços que parecem desfeitos, mas que continuam firmes. Alguns laços são teimosos... às vezes a gente pensa 'Puxa, lá se foi ele'... mas ele vai estar sempre ali, como alguns amores"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(trecho do vídeo abaixo...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gl74J-aAnfg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gl74J-aAnfg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-3704864317044378541?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/3704864317044378541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=3704864317044378541' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3704864317044378541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/3704864317044378541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/12/laos.html' title='Laços...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-1931037176710858321</id><published>2007-12-07T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T05:22:26.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fechando mais um ciclo...</title><content type='html'>Pois é... dia de fechamento... mês de fechamento como um todo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi o dia da formatura de alguns alunos... na verdade, mais especificamente, os 3 mais especiais. Mavi, Rafinha e Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora eu tenha saído de cena antes do fim da história, foi nítido ver o carinho que por mim ainda consigo carregavam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu precisava sair de cena. Eu queria voltar para o mercado. E pela primeira vez em muito tempo eu estava pensando em mim. Eu podia ter ficado, e procurado voltar para o mercado em janeiro, quando todos estariam formados. Mas não. Eu pensei em mim. E não me arrependo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E passeando pelo salão da formatura ora ou outra escutava um “psiu!”. Dentre todos tantos que ouvi, alguns eram para mim. Mães de alunos esporádicos, ou ainda as mães daqueles que vi apenas uma vez. Mães, pais, tios, avôs, amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, a professora particular, estava ali como amiga, tia... dê o nome que bem entender. Mas estava ali com meu coração batendo forte de alegria e orgulho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de mãe em mãe, uma história para ouvir, um orgulho para dividir. Compartilhei com elas o sorriso da satisfação, os dizeres de saudade, e quem sabe até uma certa cobrança... afinal, eu havia dado a cria delas uma lição que tentei dar durante muitos anos a todos eles: amadurecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, com minha ausência ensinei para eles o que para mim hoje há de mais certo: nada é para sempre, ninguém é insubstituível, e você pode vencer sozinho sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu participei da vida desses meninos, hoje pré-adultos! Acompanhei as mudanças de voz, as namoradas e namorados, os rolos, o “quem ficou com quem”, as notas, os choros, as alegrias, as brincadeiras, a angústia, a dor, a necessidade, a confiança, as noites insones, os inícios de madrugadas, os olhos cheios de esperança que me recebiam a cada nova aula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, antes de achar que estavam prontos para continuar sem a minha presença eu parti. Parti para um novo mundo, um mundo que me brilhou os olhos. Mas não esqueci das pessoas que comigo estiveram até ali. Quando passei por momentos difíceis, eles estavam ao meu lado. No dia que passei mal, dei aula para os três que hoje se formaram. Depois, no início do ano, recebi o carinho do retorno às aulas... eles acompanharam minha perda de peso, minha depressão... e vibravam quando viram que eu estava melhorando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso reclamar: Deus é muito bom comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu tive mais um presente, dentre tantos que tenho recebido nos últimos dias. Hoje revi o Rafinha, pegando o diploma, sorrindo quando me viu. Trocamos poucas palavras, mas o suficiente para sermos mutuamente gratos. Depois, um presente duplo: Mavi e Rick como oradores da turma. Não tenho palavras para expressar minha alegria quando vi meus dois pupilos ali, mostrando que cresceram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesses últimos anos eu fui, de certa forma, parte dessas famílias. E então precisei me afastar. E eles não fizeram feio. Foram em frente, com direito a medalha e tudo o mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz. Morrendo de orgulho. Satisfeita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ciclo que se fechou, este com chave de ouro e direito a aplausos. Uma etapa que cessou em grande estilo.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-1931037176710858321?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/1931037176710858321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=1931037176710858321' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1931037176710858321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/1931037176710858321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/12/fechando-mais-um-ciclo.html' title='Fechando mais um ciclo...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-625098382936086404</id><published>2007-12-01T12:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:05:34.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menina da Lua...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I4mOPHFAObw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I4mOPHFAObw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leve na lembrança&lt;br /&gt;A singela melodia que eu fiz&lt;br /&gt;Pra ti, ó bem amada&lt;br /&gt;Princesa, olhos d'água&lt;br /&gt;Menina da lua&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ver clara&lt;br /&gt;Clareando a noite intensa deste amor&lt;br /&gt;O céu é teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;No branco do teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;A irradiar ternura&lt;br /&gt;Quero que desprendas&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer temor que sintas&lt;br /&gt;Tens o teu escudo&lt;br /&gt;O teu tear&lt;br /&gt;Tens na mão, querida&lt;br /&gt;A semente&lt;br /&gt;De uma flor que inspira um beijo ardente&lt;br /&gt;Um convite para amar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-625098382936086404?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/625098382936086404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=625098382936086404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/625098382936086404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/625098382936086404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/12/menina-da-lua.html' title='Menina da Lua...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-7663643772010770325</id><published>2007-11-26T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:49:49.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundo Pequeno...</title><content type='html'>Este mundo é pequeno mesmo... praticamente uma ervilha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou bege.... com a mão no colar (frase cunhada por Luciano em um dos encontros na casa do Alezão). Bege com a mão no colar é o ápice do bege...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar bege já é por si só estar pasmo... Diria que estar "bege com a mão no colar" é estar mais que embasbacado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é... o mundo é pequeno... assim como mentira tem perna curta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-7663643772010770325?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/7663643772010770325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=7663643772010770325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7663643772010770325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/7663643772010770325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/11/mundo-pequeno.html' title='Mundo Pequeno...'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5537232920896519767</id><published>2007-11-22T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T01:47:47.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Vitrines</title><content type='html'>Sempre é dia de aprender uma coisa nova....&lt;br /&gt;Segunda foi dia de aprender um pouquinho mais sobre Chico Buarque, mais especificamente sobre a música "As Vitrines".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos, Bruno e eu, na Av. Paulista, dentro do carro, à noite. Estávamos ouvindo Chico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi então que por intermédio do Bru eu entendi o significado da letra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu te vejo sumir por aí&lt;br /&gt;Te avisei que a cidade era um vão&lt;br /&gt;Dá tua mão, olha prá mim&lt;br /&gt;Não faz assim, não vá lá, não&lt;br /&gt;Os letreiros a te colorir&lt;br /&gt;Embaraçam a minha visão&lt;br /&gt;Eu te vi suspirar de aflição&lt;br /&gt;E sair da sessão frouxa de rir&lt;br /&gt;Já te vejo brincando gostando de ser&lt;br /&gt;Tua sombra a se multiplicar&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus olhos também posso ver&lt;br /&gt;As vitrines te vendo passar&lt;br /&gt;Na galeria, cada clarão&lt;br /&gt;É como um dia depois de outro dia&lt;br /&gt;Abrindo um salão&lt;br /&gt;Passas em exposição&lt;br /&gt;Passas sem ver teu vigia&lt;br /&gt;Catando a poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que entornas no chão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letra acima trata-se de traição. O narrador observa a amada traindo-o e descreve as sensações que ele imagina que ela tem, bem como as suas próprias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvida o trecho mais bonito (pelo menos na minha opinião) é "Passas sem ver teu vigia, catando a poesia que entornas no chão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa... sem explicação a profundidade deste trecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bru, obrigada por me proporcionar este momento tão rico!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5537232920896519767?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5537232920896519767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5537232920896519767' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5537232920896519767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5537232920896519767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-vitrines.html' title='As Vitrines'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-8893752092172792969</id><published>2007-11-20T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:58:59.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clichê</title><content type='html'>Eu queria entender quando o clichê deixou de fazer sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a música deixou de tocar meu coração com a mesma intensidade de outrora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o canto dos pássaros tornou-se mais um ruído em meio ao turbilhão da aurora na cidade grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o motor do carro passou a ser sinônimo de silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou ouvindo a música que não me chega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde foram parar minhas emoções?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sentindo algo sequer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creio que não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter o equilíbrio bom, aquele de quem chora mas também ri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ser o equilíbrio de quem não sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero me arrepiar com o vento estranho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o canto choroso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir com a alegria de Elis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar o meu presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vive-lo até meu futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero a alegria do clichê, do piegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ficar com cara de boba, sentir raiva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero minha pele queimando de paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração batendo de alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos úmidos da poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da arte que finalmente encontra minh’alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a faz sacudir-se: viva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-8893752092172792969?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/8893752092172792969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=8893752092172792969' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8893752092172792969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/8893752092172792969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/11/clich.html' title='Clichê'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-5468091645348625976</id><published>2007-11-20T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:17:58.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fechando círculos</title><content type='html'>"É preciso saber sempre quando se acaba uma etapa da vida. Se insistirmos &lt;br /&gt;em permanecer nela, depois do tempo necessário, perderemos a alegria e o &lt;br /&gt;sentido do resto. &lt;br /&gt;Fechando círculos, fechando portas ou fechando capítulos, como queiras chamar, o importante é poder fechá-los, deixar ir momentos da vida que se vão enclausurando. &lt;br /&gt;Terminou seu trabalho? Acabou a relação? Já não mora mais nessa casa? Deve viajar? A amizade acabou? &lt;br /&gt;Você pode passar muito tempo do seu presente dando voltas ao passado, tentando modificá-lo... &lt;br /&gt;O desgaste será infinito, porque na vida, você, seus amigos, filhos, irmãos, todos estamos destinados a fechar capítulos, virar páginas, terminar etapas ou momentos da vida, e seguir adiante. &lt;br /&gt;Não podemos estar no presente sentindo falta do passado. &lt;br /&gt;O que aconteceu, aconteceu. &lt;br /&gt;Não podemos ser filhos para sempre, nem adolescentes eternos, nem empregados de empresas inexistentes, nem ter vínculos com quem não quer estar vinculado a nós. &lt;br /&gt;Os acontecimentos passam e temos que deixá-los ir! &lt;br /&gt;Por isso, às vezes é tão importante esquecer de lembrar, trocar de casa, rasgar papéis, jogar fora presentes desbotados, dar ou vender livros... &lt;br /&gt;As mudanças externas podem simbolizar processos interiores de superação. &lt;br /&gt;Deixar ir, soltar, desprender-se... &lt;br /&gt;Na vida ninguém joga com cartas marcadas, e tem que aprender a perder e a ganhar. &lt;br /&gt;O passado passou: não espere que o devolvam. &lt;br /&gt;Também não espere reconhecimento, ou que saibam quem você é. &lt;br /&gt;A vida segue para frente, nunca para trás. &lt;br /&gt;Se você anda pela vida deixando portas abertas, nunca poderá desprender-se, nem viver o hoje com satisfação. &lt;br /&gt;Namoros ou amizades que não se fecham, possibilidades de regresso - a quê? -, necessidade de esclarecimentos, palavras que não foram ditas, silêncios... &lt;br /&gt;Se você pode enfrentá-los agora, que o faça! &lt;br /&gt;Não por orgulho ou soberba, mas porque você já não se encaixa ali, naquele lugar, naquele coração, naquela casa, naquele escritório, naquele cargo... &lt;br /&gt;Você já não é o(a) mesmo(a) que foi há dois dias, há três meses, há um ano... portanto, nada tem que voltar. &lt;br /&gt;Feche a porta, vire a página, feche o círculo! &lt;br /&gt;Você nunca será o mesmo, nem o mundo à sua volta, porque a vida não é estática. &lt;br /&gt;É saúde mental, amor por você mesmo, desprender-se do que já não está em sua vida. &lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se de que nada, nem ninguém, é indispensável. &lt;br /&gt;É um trabalho pessoal aprender a viver com o que dói, deixar-se ir. &lt;br /&gt;É processo de aprender a desprender-se. &lt;br /&gt;E isso ajudará definitivamente a seguir para frente com tranqüilidade. Essa é a vida!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto roubado (rs...) do fotolog do Bruninho.... www.fotolog.com/brunoreis&lt;br /&gt;E esse texto faz tooooooodo sentido!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-5468091645348625976?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/5468091645348625976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=5468091645348625976' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5468091645348625976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/5468091645348625976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/11/fechando-crculos.html' title='Fechando círculos'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-347154261384700519.post-742438515755930474</id><published>2007-11-20T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:39:59.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futuros Amantes</title><content type='html'>Já que as postagens vão começar, nada mais justo que a música que deu origem ao nome do blog seja a primeira postagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue abaixo a letra de "Futuros Amantes", obra prima de Chico Buarque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não se afobe, não&lt;br /&gt;Que nada é pra já&lt;br /&gt;O amor não tem pressa&lt;br /&gt;Ele pode esperar em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Num fundo de armário&lt;br /&gt;Na posta-restante&lt;br /&gt;Milênios, milênios&lt;br /&gt;No ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem sabe, então&lt;br /&gt;O Rio será&lt;br /&gt;Alguma cidade submersa&lt;br /&gt;Os escafandristas virão&lt;br /&gt;Explorar sua casa&lt;br /&gt;Seu quarto, suas coisas&lt;br /&gt;Sua alma, desvãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábios em vão&lt;br /&gt;Tentarão decifrar&lt;br /&gt;O eco de antigas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Fragmentos de cartas, poemas&lt;br /&gt;Mentiras, retratos&lt;br /&gt;Vestígios de estranha civilização&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se afobe, não&lt;br /&gt;Que nada é pra já&lt;br /&gt;Amores serão sempre amáveis&lt;br /&gt;Futuros amantes, quiçá&lt;br /&gt;Se amarão sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Com o amor que eu um dia&lt;br /&gt;Deixei pra você"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/347154261384700519-742438515755930474?l=osescafandristas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/feeds/742438515755930474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=347154261384700519&amp;postID=742438515755930474' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/742438515755930474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/347154261384700519/posts/default/742438515755930474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osescafandristas.blogspot.com/2007/11/futuros-amantes.html' title='Futuros Amantes'/><author><name>A.S.</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
