<?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-15455347</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:22:31.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alusivo</title><subtitle type='html'>Há dias em que tudo o que vejo me parece pleno de significados: mensagens que me seria difícil comunicar a outros, definir, traduzir por palavras, mas que precisamente por isso se me apresentam como decisivas.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113996711176655552</id><published>2006-02-15T01:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:31:51.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Péssimo serviço</title><content type='html'>Quando, durante a semana passada, o Presidente da Rep&amp;uacute;blica contornou Canas de Senhorim, prestou um p&amp;eacute;ssimo servi&amp;ccedil;o &amp;agrave; Rep&amp;uacute;blica que representa e que o elegeu. N&amp;atilde;o est&amp;aacute; aqui em causa a decis&amp;atilde;o que deu origem ao protesto, que suponho ter sido ponderada e fundamentada. O que est&amp;aacute; em causa &amp;eacute; o significado do gesto do Presidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampaio afirma que tentou "evitar o confronto que alguns [populares] porventura desejariam". Ora, o que Sampaio se esquece &amp;eacute; que esses mesmos populares, que ele julga poder moralizar com esta atitude s&amp;atilde;o os mesmos que o elegeram para os representar. O m&amp;iacute;nimo que o Presidente devia ter feito seria ter-se portado como um verdadeiro pol&amp;iacute;tico, como um representante do povo que nada tem a temer pela seriedade das suas decis&amp;otilde;es. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampaio desperdi&amp;ccedil;ou uma situa&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o altamente favor&amp;aacute;vel para se assumir como exemplo de um pol&amp;iacute;tico servidor do povo: est&amp;aacute; em fim de mandato, n&amp;atilde;o tem press&amp;atilde;o de reelei&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o e o seu sucessor est&amp;aacute; decidido. Para um Presidente que dedicou tanto tempo &amp;agrave; moraliza&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o e credibiliza&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o da vida pol&amp;iacute;tica, deu uma p&amp;eacute;ssima imagem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113996711176655552?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113996711176655552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113996711176655552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113996711176655552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113996711176655552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/02/po.html' title='P&amp;eacute;ssimo servi&amp;ccedil;o'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113909184163219428</id><published>2006-02-04T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:24:01.673Z</updated><title type='text'>Legendagem criativa</title><content type='html'>O c&amp;uacute;mulo da surrealidade nas legendas aconteceu hoje no filme que a SIC transmitiu durante tarde, "The Family Man", com o Nicholas Cage e a Tea Leoni... Para uma inscri&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o que dizia Jack "The Hammer" Campbell, a legenda foi Jack "Arrebimba o malho" Campbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem &amp;eacute; esta gente?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113909184163219428?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113909184163219428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113909184163219428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113909184163219428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113909184163219428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/02/legendagem-criativa.html' title='Legendagem criativa'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113875111984148089</id><published>2006-01-31T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:45:19.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Perfeição</title><content type='html'>Uma noite de c&amp;eacute;u limpo, um restaurante &amp;agrave; beira-rio, as luzes da ponte, os reflexos na t&amp;iacute;mida ondula&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o e o toque e o carinho de quem nos tem no cora&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredientes de um ser&amp;atilde;o perfeito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113875111984148089?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113875111984148089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113875111984148089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113875111984148089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113875111984148089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/01/perfeio.html' title='Perfei&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113857189466479785</id><published>2006-01-29T21:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-01-29T21:58:14.696Z</updated><title type='text'>NEVE!</title><content type='html'>Que dia fant&amp;aacute;stico! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje soube muito bem passear junto de casa, com a neve a cair. Foi como se, por momentos, tudo o que &amp;eacute; garantido e seguro deixasse de o ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia especial, recordar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113857189466479785?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113857189466479785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113857189466479785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113857189466479785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113857189466479785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/01/neve.html' title='NEVE!'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113744224406960451</id><published>2006-01-16T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-16T20:10:44.096Z</updated><title type='text'>O grito...</title><content type='html'>... mas n&amp;atilde;o o do Munch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3954/847/1600/CavacoTelevisao2006011102.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113744224406960451?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113744224406960451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113744224406960451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113744224406960451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113744224406960451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-grito.html' title='O grito...'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113624113443099668</id><published>2006-01-02T22:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:32:14.460Z</updated><title type='text'>2005</title><content type='html'>Este ano foi MAU, MAU, MAU! Se n&amp;atilde;o fosse o Benfica campe&amp;atilde;o, era uma total desgra&amp;ccedil;a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o optimismo nunca foi o meu forte, n&amp;atilde;o creio que termos mudado de ano resolva grande coisa. But that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113624113443099668?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113624113443099668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113624113443099668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113624113443099668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113624113443099668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2006/01/2005.html' title='2005'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113480479237820760</id><published>2005-12-17T07:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-17T07:33:12.413Z</updated><title type='text'>Boa, Manel!</title><content type='html'>Quando eu j&amp;aacute; me estava a desiludir por achar que estavas a ficar mole e acomodado demais na campanha e nos debates....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tens uma semana como esta e redimes-te, p&amp;aacute;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amea&amp;ccedil;aste dissolver a Assembleia se a &amp;aacute;gua fosse privatizada, meteste na linha os jornalistas que te atiraram &amp;agrave; cara que foste a uma organiza&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o de apoio a deficientes onde o Soares j&amp;aacute; tinha ido e falaste claro quando acusaste o PS de ter mais medo de ficar em 3&amp;ordm; do que do Cavaco ganhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim acredito mais que podes ser o Presidente s&amp;eacute;rio e, sobretudo, virado para as pessoas que precisamos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113480479237820760?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113480479237820760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113480479237820760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113480479237820760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113480479237820760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/12/boa-manel.html' title='Boa, Manel!'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113321553037201308</id><published>2005-11-28T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:05:30.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Fix you</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;When the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113321553037201308?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113321553037201308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113321553037201308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113321553037201308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113321553037201308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/11/fix-you.html' title='Fix you'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113226618549477064</id><published>2005-11-17T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:23:05.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Elizabethtown</title><content type='html'>Perdoem-me a ousadia, mas eu come&amp;ccedil;o a desconfiar que o &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001081/" target="_blank"&gt;Cameron Crowe&lt;/a&gt; faz filmes para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elizabethtown.com/Elizabethtown_Poster1_72DPI.jpg" border="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&amp;aacute; vi o &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116695/" target="_blank"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt; umas quantas vezes (mais por culpa do canal Hollywood do que por iniciativa minha) e continuo a ficar preso no canal em que est&amp;aacute; a dar, se o descubro. A Kate Hudson est&amp;aacute; um encanto como Penny Lane e a hist&amp;oacute;ria do &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0181875/" target="_blank"&gt;Almost Famous&lt;/a&gt; &amp;eacute; simplesmente fant&amp;aacute;stica. Adoro o enredo surreal do &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0259711/" target="_blank"&gt;Vanilla Sky&lt;/a&gt; (sim, eu sei que &amp;eacute; remake). E agora, rendi-me ao &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0368709/" target="_blank"&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toca-me a forma como os seus personagens se descobrem ou procuram a reden&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o de uma vida para a qual perderam a vontade ou o sentido. Como recordam ou aprendem a valorizar os valores b&amp;aacute;sicos da vida: a fam&amp;iacute;lia, o amor, a amizade, a lealdade. Gosto de os ver perdidos e gosto das voltas que d&amp;atilde;o at&amp;eacute; encontrarem o caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinam-me as imagens, os sons ou as m&amp;uacute;sicas da Am&amp;eacute;rica perdida, que aparecem aqui e ali. Especialmente, neste &amp;uacute;ltimo filme, em que a banda sonora guia a ac&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o e os cl&amp;aacute;ssicos do rock e do folk americano tocam constantemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixono-me sempre pelas personagens femininas. Apaixonei-me pelo ar angelical da Penny Lane, pela melancolia da Julie Gianni, pela alegria contagiante e por aquela obcessiva forma de abra&amp;ccedil;ar a vida da Sofia e da Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, sobretudo, saio sempre do cinema inspirado por estes her&amp;oacute;is para quem nunca &amp;eacute; tarde para encontrar o rumo, a felicidade, o amor ou o seu lugar na vida. Porque eles, na sua ess&amp;ecirc;ncia, s&amp;atilde;o um pouco de n&amp;oacute;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadness is easier because its surrender. I say make time to dance alone with one hand waving free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May your loss be met with a hurricane of love. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113226618549477064?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113226618549477064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113226618549477064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113226618549477064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113226618549477064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/11/elizabethtown.html' title='Elizabethtown'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113104714774756516</id><published>2005-11-03T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:45:52.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Gostava de esclarecer...</title><content type='html'>... que n&amp;atilde;o tive nenhuma nomea&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o para um pr&amp;eacute;mio da MTV. Vou come&amp;ccedil;ar a ver as categorias para o ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113104714774756516?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113104714774756516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113104714774756516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113104714774756516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113104714774756516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/11/gostava-de-esclarecer.html' title='Gostava de esclarecer...'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-113010163506622048</id><published>2005-10-23T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:11:55.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para rir e chorar mais por mais</title><content type='html'>Para além da comédia que era a TV de há 20 anos atrás, temos comédia a sério na RTP Memória com estes senhores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.sendit.com/img/video/cover_small/front-sorted/7000000/00/87/23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É espantoso como as piadas funcionam a esta distância temporal. Geniais!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-113010163506622048?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113010163506622048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=113010163506622048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113010163506622048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/113010163506622048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/10/para-rir-e-chorar-mais-por-mais.html' title='Para rir e chorar mais por mais'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112875581376636185</id><published>2005-10-08T08:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:16:53.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de reflexão</title><content type='html'>Uma boa altura para pensar na raz&amp;atilde;o porque &amp;eacute; que temos Isaltinos, Avelinos, Valentins e F&amp;aacute;tinhas, entre tantos outros... De pensar porque &amp;eacute; que temos que escolher (eu n&amp;atilde;o, felizmente) entre um Carmona ou um Carrilho que s&amp;atilde;o do mais fraquinho que h&amp;aacute;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes que seja tarde!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112875581376636185?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112875581376636185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112875581376636185&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112875581376636185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112875581376636185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/10/dia-de-reflexo.html' title='Dia de reflex&amp;atilde;o'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112852055528628902</id><published>2005-10-05T14:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:55:55.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incómodos</title><content type='html'>Incomoda-me o teu sil&amp;ecirc;ncio, incomoda-me esta forma de estar. Incomoda-me que osciles entre esta indiferen&amp;ccedil;a e pequenas migalhas de esperan&amp;ccedil;a que me alimentam a alma. Incomoda-me sentir-me assim t&amp;atilde;o manipul&amp;aacute;vel e incomoda-me ter que pensar em tudo isto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incomoda-me que n&amp;atilde;o te tenhas dado ao trabalho de me ver, ontem. E que mais uma vez te tenhas contradito. Incomodam-me as tuas contradi&amp;ccedil;&amp;otilde;es porque retiram nexo a algo em que eu n&amp;atilde;o deveria estar a procurar qualquer nexo. Incomoda-me teres transformado o que tinhamos num jogo t&amp;aacute;ctico em que tentamos garantir s&amp;oacute; a nossa parte. E incomoda-me s&amp;oacute; come&amp;ccedil;ar a descobrir isso, nesta altura, em que &amp;eacute; tarde demais para evitar que me afecte assim tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou em dia N&amp;Atilde;O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112852055528628902?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112852055528628902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112852055528628902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112852055528628902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112852055528628902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/10/incmodos.html' title='Inc&amp;oacute;modos'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112838013849383357</id><published>2005-10-03T23:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:55:38.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tsf.pt/imagens/2005/10/noticias/imgs/03/pequeno/eclipse_braganca_ls.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente sinto-me assim... E esta lua n&amp;atilde;o sai do s&amp;iacute;tio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112838013849383357?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112838013849383357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112838013849383357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112838013849383357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112838013849383357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/10/eclipse-ii.html' title='Eclipse II'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112832853621348554</id><published>2005-10-03T09:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:47:38.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you taste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you distrust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you save&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you deal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you buy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beg, borrow or steal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you create&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you destroy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone you meet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that you slight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone you fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that is now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that is gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that's to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and everything under the sun is in tune&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112832853621348554?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112832853621348554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112832853621348554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112832853621348554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112832853621348554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/10/eclipse-all-that-you-touch-all-that.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112777158547224974</id><published>2005-09-26T22:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:53:05.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebel, voz de mel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bebelgilberto.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B0002FQB74.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&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/15455347-112777158547224974?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112777158547224974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112777158547224974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112777158547224974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112777158547224974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/bebel-voz-de-mel.html' title='Bebel, voz de mel'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112754651189550892</id><published>2005-09-24T08:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:24:39.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Terra 2 - Bush 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/134323main_Rita_aqua_20050922_516.jpg" border="0" width="70%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/vision/earth/lookingatearth/h2005_rita.html" target="_blank"&gt;NASA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem se lixa &amp;eacute; sempre o Joe Little-People, o Z&amp;eacute; Povinho l&amp;aacute; do s&amp;iacute;tio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112754651189550892?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112754651189550892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112754651189550892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112754651189550892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112754651189550892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/terra-2-bush.html' title='Terra 2 - Bush 0'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112695153341986968</id><published>2005-09-17T11:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:05:54.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Assustador</title><content type='html'>No outro dia, a minha av&amp;oacute; perguntou-me, inocentemente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que &amp;eacute; isso do &lt;a href="http://www.google.com" target="_blank"&gt;Googu&amp;eacute;l&lt;/a&gt; que voc&amp;ecirc;s tanto falam?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive que lhe explicar. E pensar que quando ela nasceu, quase ningu&amp;eacute;m tinha telefone em casa. Assustador.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112695153341986968?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112695153341986968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112695153341986968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112695153341986968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112695153341986968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/assustador.html' title='Assustador'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112673584171289836</id><published>2005-09-14T23:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T23:11:10.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toca a trabalhar!</title><content type='html'>Os funcion&amp;aacute;rios judiciais &lt;a href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/noticia.asp?id=174077&amp;idCanal=21" target="_blank"&gt;preparam&lt;/a&gt; 4 dias de greve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis as datas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 1 - 29/09 - 5&amp;ordf; feira&lt;br /&gt;Dia 2 - 29/09 - 6&amp;ordf; feira&lt;br /&gt;Dia 3 - 03/10 - 2&amp;ordf; feira&lt;br /&gt;Dia 4 - 04/10 - 3&amp;ordf; feira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&amp;atilde;o esque&amp;ccedil;amos o fim-de-semana pelo meio e o feriado de 5 de Outubro e a&amp;iacute; est&amp;atilde;o umas belas f&amp;eacute;rias. Mas est&amp;aacute; tudo parvo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112673584171289836?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112673584171289836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112673584171289836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112673584171289836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112673584171289836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/toca-trabalhar.html' title='Toca a trabalhar!'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112647202296671419</id><published>2005-09-11T21:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:54:43.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.911digitalarchive.org" target="_blank"&gt;Disto&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.911digitalarchive.org/images/files/2792.500px.jpeg" border="0" width="70%"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112647202296671419?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112647202296671419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112647202296671419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112647202296671419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112647202296671419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/memrias-i.html' title='Mem&amp;oacute;rias I'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112647203169289526</id><published>2005-09-11T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:53:51.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias II</title><content type='html'>Mas tamb&amp;eacute;m &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chilean_coup_of_1973" target="_blank"&gt;disto&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pvda.be/images/solidair2003/sol3303/p16allende-111173-bw.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&amp;atilde;o basta que todos sejam iguais perante a lei. &amp;Eacute; preciso que a lei seja igual perante todos&lt;/i&gt; - Salvador Allende&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112647203169289526?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112647203169289526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112647203169289526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112647203169289526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112647203169289526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/memrias-ii.html' title='Mem&amp;oacute;rias II'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112612578573623703</id><published>2005-09-07T21:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:45:05.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit for brains</title><content type='html'>Est&amp;aacute; provado: a &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/09/07/AR2005090701515.html" target="_blank"&gt;idiotice&lt;/a&gt; &amp;eacute; gen&amp;eacute;tica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them." She [Barbara Bush] commented during a radio interview with the American Public Media program "Marketplace.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112612578573623703?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112612578573623703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112612578573623703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112612578573623703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112612578573623703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/09/shit-for-brains.html' title='Shit for brains'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112509164941247250</id><published>2005-08-26T22:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:31:13.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In LA, nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="20%"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hoyts.ninemsn.com.au/img/movie/cras_250.jpg" border="0" width="200px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Este &amp;eacute; o melhor filme que vi nos &amp;uacute;ltimos tempos. Uma hist&amp;oacute;ria composta de hist&amp;oacute;rias sobre choques culturais e sobre nem sempre sermos aquilo que achamos que somos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112509164941247250?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112509164941247250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112509164941247250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112509164941247250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112509164941247250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/08/crash.html' title='Crash'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112454659505761521</id><published>2005-08-20T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T15:03:15.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Planície</title><content type='html'>A plan&amp;iacute;cie, dourada, extende-se em todas as direc&amp;ccedil;&amp;otilde;es e o seu vazio preenche-me, estranhamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui e ali, casas abandonadas e em ru&amp;iacute;nas salpicam a paisagem e atraem-me os olhos, desviando-os da estrada onde o carro ruge, feroz, em direc&amp;ccedil;&amp;atilde;o a casa, e do sol que, pondo-se &amp;agrave; minha frente me incendeia os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dezenas de vezes percorri esta mesma estrada, mas hoje sinto-a parte de mim, um espelho da minha alma. Porque, hoje, encaro com a sua tranquilidade conformada o mesmo vazio. O vazio de duas pessoas incapazes de se fazerem felizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112454659505761521?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112454659505761521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112454659505761521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112454659505761521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112454659505761521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/08/plancie.html' title='Plan&amp;iacute;cie'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15455347.post-112414209896592919</id><published>2005-08-15T22:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:41:38.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento zero</title><content type='html'>"H&amp;aacute; dias em que tudo o que vejo me parece pleno de significados: mensagens que me seria dif&amp;iacute;cil comunicar a outros, definir, traduzir por palavras, mas que precisamente por isso se me apresentam como decisivas. S&amp;atilde;o an&amp;uacute;ncios ou press&amp;aacute;gios que me dizem respeito a mim mesmo e ao mundo ao mesmo tempo: e de mim, n&amp;atilde;o os acontecimentos exteriores da exist&amp;ecirc;ncia mas o que acontece c&amp;aacute; dentro, no fundo; e do mundo n&amp;atilde;o um facto singular qualquer mas o modo de ser geral de tudo. Compreendem pois a minha dificuldade em falar disto, a n&amp;atilde;o ser por alus&amp;otilde;es"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italo Calvino, "Se numa noite de Inverno um Viajante"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15455347-112414209896592919?l=alusivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112414209896592919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15455347&amp;postID=112414209896592919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112414209896592919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15455347/posts/default/112414209896592919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alusivo.blogspot.com/2005/08/momento-zero.html' title='Momento zero'/><author><name>Estranged</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07850195403769552017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
