<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 16:10:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>O Pedro Mexia quer ser Pivot!</title><description>Sofisticado, divertido e liberal...</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Vera)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-3790918320308351287</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T19:07:50.821+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPzHaRnk2EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nVChrDZBS5U/s1600-h/eisen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPzHaRnk2EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nVChrDZBS5U/s320/eisen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259297719081818178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagava para ver um ciclo sobre vida e obra de  Einstein, Eisenhower e Eisenstein...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-3790918320308351287?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/10/gostava-de-ver-um-ciclo-sobre-einstein.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPzHaRnk2EI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nVChrDZBS5U/s72-c/eisen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-8564942411943825544</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T13:31:35.373+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPSOoVnk2TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Fu7EHuSAETg/s1600-h/mexia_pivot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPSOoVnk2TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Fu7EHuSAETg/s320/mexia_pivot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256983488697260338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ontem à noite, estive mais uma vez na dúvida entre Fellini e Ferrell...&lt;div&gt;Ganhou o Ferrell... Este Ron Burgundy é genial! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mental Note: Lembar-me de encetar uma cena de pancadaria com todos os poetas, críticos literários e/ou culturais, tipos das artes e  conservadores liberais que me façam frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mental Note 2: Não esquecer de levar o meu machete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-8564942411943825544?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ontem-noite-estive-mais-uma-vez-na.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SPSOoVnk2TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Fu7EHuSAETg/s72-c/mexia_pivot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-7268980369627185806?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/09/este-o-disfarce-que-vou-utilizar-para.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SOJlKIZZ5NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/G8l7HCnqdOU/s72-c/step_brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-935388815637129582</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-25T18:20:33.891+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNvISmytNfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TCs7pO4bOUc/s1600-h/portuguese_han_solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNvISmytNfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TCs7pO4bOUc/s320/portuguese_han_solo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250010012606871026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The portuguese Han Solo&lt;/span&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/31295585-935388815637129582?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/09/portuguese-han-solo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNvISmytNfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TCs7pO4bOUc/s72-c/portuguese_han_solo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-7326353375916079841</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-22T19:06:30.316+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNfeg6bUtYI/AAAAAAAAALs/VqqrM8DLEs0/s1600-h/el_comandante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNfeg6bUtYI/AAAAAAAAALs/VqqrM8DLEs0/s320/el_comandante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248908547744642434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EL Comandante del Cinemateca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-7326353375916079841?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-comandante-del-cinemateca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SNfeg6bUtYI/AAAAAAAAALs/VqqrM8DLEs0/s72-c/el_comandante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-9125811570521535276</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-01T19:36:17.496+01:00</atom:updated><title>Post 2 - PPD</title><description>Adorei o texto de P. sobre Darwin, mas discordo de algumas das afirmações de D. sobre os nossos antepassados primatas e peludos, muitos de nós têm origens símias, mas alguns, os excepcionais, descendem directamente da costela de Adão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. é excepcional!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-9125811570521535276?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-2-ppd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-8096257894596786074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 13:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-01T15:11:44.511+01:00</atom:updated><title>post 1 - Período pós-difamação</title><description>Após o recente "fecho" de blogs acusados de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;difamação pessoal, familiar e profissional&lt;/span&gt;, as autoras decidiram que a partir de agora são só palmadinhas nas costas, paninhos quentes, rabinho lavado com água de rosas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-8096257894596786074?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-1-perodo-ps-difamao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-5860684631374501074</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 09:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-02T10:34:32.176+01:00</atom:updated><title>1.06.08  10h39</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SEO-AfD_0GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QOaRxmr-U2s/s1600-h/edro_arde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SEO-AfD_0GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QOaRxmr-U2s/s400/edro_arde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207214509717966946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O PEDRO ARDE MAL: Amanhã, dia 2 de Junho, por volta da 19h00 entrarei em animada combustão no café teatro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-5860684631374501074?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/06/10608-10h39.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SEO-AfD_0GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QOaRxmr-U2s/s72-c/edro_arde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-1419674174928851241</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-16T00:33:17.710+01:00</atom:updated><title>Cabelo</title><description>Mental Note: Deixar crescer o cabelo e comprar um embalagem de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex Wax &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-1419674174928851241?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/04/cabelo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-6511465949801293463</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-16T00:30:58.999+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAU3SKm4T9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/iU9iJ_3Rvro/s1600-h/PMpoint_break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAU3SKm4T9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/iU9iJ_3Rvro/s400/PMpoint_break.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189614930838966226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Which Point Break character are you?&lt;/span&gt; sou Bodhi.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre julguei que seria o agente do FBI, Johnny Utah, mas o meu espírito de aventura e gosto pelo risco fez com que o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; decidisse o meu destino como deus do surf e do roubo bancário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear causes hesitation, and hesitation will cause your worst fears to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-6511465949801293463?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/04/em-which-point-break-character-are-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAU3SKm4T9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/iU9iJ_3Rvro/s72-c/PMpoint_break.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-2602264578844135056</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 16:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-14T17:19:44.393+01:00</atom:updated><title>Ciclo de Cinema Americano Pós-Moderno</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAOBU6m4T7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eL5N-MSxL94/s1600-h/p.mexia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAOBU6m4T7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eL5N-MSxL94/s400/p.mexia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189133391990640562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez o consiga enfiar num ciclo de Cinema Americano Pós-Moderno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(*suspiro) &lt;/span&gt; As eternas dúvidas e incertezas...&lt;br /&gt;O peso do cargo que aceitei... um fardo demasiado pesado, um fardo... que não consigo carregar! (mental note: lembrar de agendar na programação do próximo mês a triologia do Senhor dos Anéis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolas! Este Hansel é genial!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-2602264578844135056?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/04/ciclo-de-cinema-americano-ps-moderno.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/SAOBU6m4T7I/AAAAAAAAADw/eL5N-MSxL94/s72-c/p.mexia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-5049447413285603955</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-07T23:20:56.889+01:00</atom:updated><title>Wear an eyepatch, Peter...Wear an eyepatch</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/R_qXRHRMVEI/AAAAAAAAADo/6LZUForfGZI/s1600-h/eyepatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/R_qXRHRMVEI/AAAAAAAAADo/6LZUForfGZI/s320/eyepatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186624241135277122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quando recebeu a pala de Bénard da Costa, Pedro Mexia pensou "Por que raio, é que este velho maluco me está a dar uma pala?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A oferta do velho foi inesperada mas Pedro Mexia, aos 45 anos é o possível sucessor da pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nota: Pequena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hommage&lt;/span&gt; ao Jemaine e Bret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-5049447413285603955?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2008/04/wear-eyepatch-peterwear-eyepatch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/R_qXRHRMVEI/AAAAAAAAADo/6LZUForfGZI/s72-c/eyepatch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-46126492633542845</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 03:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-25T04:40:57.899+01:00</atom:updated><title>A carta "Temperança"</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXu5DW5IdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IGQHKA_05o0/s1600-h/La+Temperance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXu5DW5IdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IGQHKA_05o0/s320/La+Temperance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045701621459788242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maya deve ter as suas razões...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atenção às atitudes que toma, mesmo que esteja certo dos sentimentos dos outros. Favorecidas as uniões e as viagens que prometem ser muito marcantes. Não existem problemas relevantes na globalidade das relações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-46126492633542845?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/03/carta-temperana.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXu5DW5IdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IGQHKA_05o0/s72-c/La+Temperance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-7693975844202993732</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-25T04:31:20.898+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXs-DW5IcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bzcSUg3xOgc/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXs-DW5IcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bzcSUg3xOgc/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045699508335878594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto dos tipos que estão a controlar a secção de notícias no Google.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre atentos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-7693975844202993732?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/03/gosto-dos-tipos-que-esto-controlar-seco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RgXs-DW5IcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bzcSUg3xOgc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-4339407197951438561</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-07T19:09:22.638Z</atom:updated><title>Volta para casa da Mamã (2)</title><description>Aliás...&lt;br /&gt;A Vera (co-autora deste blog e outros) passou por ti um dia destes na FNAC e enviou-me imediatamente uma SMS a elogiar o teu bom ar, beleza e simpatia...&lt;br /&gt;Penso que não utilizou estas palavras... mas andou perto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-4339407197951438561?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/03/alis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-8885173471359060071</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-07T19:03:40.497Z</atom:updated><title>Volta para casa da Mamã (1)</title><description>Pedro... Era só a brincar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a Kathleen Gomes, era a sério&lt;br /&gt;Mas contigo... Não queremos de maneira nenhuma chatear&lt;br /&gt;Podes voltar&lt;br /&gt;Podes escrever os textos deprimentes&lt;br /&gt;Podes falar de poetas obscuros&lt;br /&gt;Escrever críticas chatas sobre filmes europeus (passe a redundância)&lt;br /&gt;Escrever textos ainda mais deprimentes&lt;br /&gt;Nós prometemos simpatia, uma palavra carinhosa, um miminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou não!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-8885173471359060071?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/03/volta-para-casa-da-mam-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-678674519246337187</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-15T01:40:34.234Z</atom:updated><title>P1 e P2</title><description>Preferia o design (palavra que geralmente descreve candeeiros e cadeiras caras, mas que também serve para fingirmos que percebemos de arte e outras "cenas" desse género) antigo do Público.&lt;br /&gt;1. As caras dos jornalistas já não são aos risquinhos; é pena, era bastante divertido imaginar que eles eram assim na vida real, melhor... era bastante divertido fumar um charro e pensar que eles eram assim na vida real.&lt;br /&gt;2. As fotografias são todas a cores, agora somos obrigados a ler as notícias... o entretenimento a colorir as imagens com lápis de cor, acabou!&lt;br /&gt;3. P2?? e o Público é o P1?&lt;br /&gt;4. A tipografia na secção do desporto é serifada... não sei bem o que isto quer dizer, mas parece-me mal!&lt;br /&gt;5. Os jornalistas são os mesmos, tem algumas vantagens, o Nuno Galopim continua no DN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-678674519246337187?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/02/p1-e-p2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-2776472881712871752</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 01:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-15T01:26:04.497Z</atom:updated><title>Depressão</title><description>O P.M continua deprimido... Sempre pensei que este blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pseudo-insultuoso&lt;/span&gt;  o animasse, mas nem por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez comece a pôr mais gajas nuas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-2776472881712871752?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/02/depresso.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-8009803801341598811</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-31T22:26:43.946Z</atom:updated><title>Weekend in Dublin (3)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The problem with some people is that when they aren’t drunk they're sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(W.B. Yeats)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-8009803801341598811?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-in-dublin-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-4856567819839918149</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-31T22:24:58.247Z</atom:updated><title>Weekend in Dublin (2)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEWOHYiYTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7ltBjkSDtP0/s1600-h/guinness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEWOHYiYTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7ltBjkSDtP0/s320/guinness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026323090878128434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-4856567819839918149?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-in-dublin-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEWOHYiYTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7ltBjkSDtP0/s72-c/guinness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-3711943674535082355</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-31T22:20:03.369Z</atom:updated><title>Weekend in Dublin (1)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEV63YiYSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/suKqo7tFwnQ/s1600-h/guinness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEV63YiYSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/suKqo7tFwnQ/s320/guinness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026322760165646626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-3711943674535082355?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-in-dublin-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MPhVF-HvbuE/RcEV63YiYSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/suKqo7tFwnQ/s72-c/guinness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-681931946536659493</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-31T22:04:21.108Z</atom:updated><title>Lancinemos então...</title><description>Numa lancinante polémica sobre o oposicionismo checo, C. questiona-se sobre o oposicionismo checo e sobre as pessoas que começam frases com lancinante polémica checa.&lt;br /&gt;C. quer lancinar P..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-681931946536659493?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/lancinemos-ento.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-6146314958396523899</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-30T01:51:40.900Z</atom:updated><title>horatio</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MWbKInaN0d0/Rb1Qi6ebcCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dfZk8ymGqtE/s1600-h/csi-sunglasses.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MWbKInaN0d0/Rb1Qi6ebcCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dfZk8ymGqtE/s320/csi-sunglasses.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025261319957999650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dias em que só queria ser &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sarYH0z948"&gt;assim&lt;/a&gt;. Enquanto ouço o novo "No Promises", de uma linda senhora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-6146314958396523899?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/david.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vera)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MWbKInaN0d0/Rb1Qi6ebcCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/dfZk8ymGqtE/s72-c/csi-sunglasses.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-6456077236828916897</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-29T01:35:36.658Z</atom:updated><title>nestum</title><description>é tão difícil chegar ao ponto certo no nestum (nestum mel, é preciso não cair em erro.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felizmente, a prima isabel consegue fazê-lo com uma facilidade que me deixa abismado. sempre que mo traz ao quarto ele está assim, no ponto. nem demasiado duro (assim seria preciso adicionar mais leite, frio, o que tiraria a magia daqueles flocos empastados), nem demasiado líquido, sem consistência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dá-me logo vontade de interromper as reprises do dr house na fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-6456077236828916897?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/nestum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vera)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31295585.post-116987047743630701</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 03:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-27T04:01:17.436Z</atom:updated><title>Grandes alegrias</title><description>DEREK ZOOLANDER: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well I guess it all started the first time I went through the second grade. I caught my reflection in a spoon while I was eating my cereal, and I remember thinking "wow, you're ridiculously good looking, maybe you could do that for a career."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MATILDA: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do what for a career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DEREK ZOOLANDER: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be professionally good looking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31295585-116987047743630701?l=umgandaboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://umgandaboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/grandes-alegrias.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cristina Coutinho Pereira)</author></item></channel></rss>