<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838</id><updated>2009-11-07T16:28:18.342Z</updated><title type='text'>T-DOIS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-6174576564786675963</id><published>2008-12-25T04:16:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:28:43.453Z</updated><title type='text'>A crise... ai a criisseee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMLMmI0H9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/wOFSqHSl0hU/s1600-h/crisis_management.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283579098859577298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMLMmI0H9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/wOFSqHSl0hU/s400/crisis_management.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Começamos desde já...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para onde vamos no próximo ano?&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ainda acabo o meu belo repasto natalício, onde a maior das minhas preocupações foi tentar que todo o alcoól ingerido não me colocasse de forma enebriante para conduzir até casa, o tema que todos falam em cima da mesa é o mesmo: &lt;strong&gt;"a crise que está aí!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é! a &lt;strong&gt;CRISE&lt;/strong&gt;!! mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;crise de quê? eu nao páro de ver as pessoas a comprar desenfreadamente, não páro de ver os desejos e sonhos das pessoas a serem concretizados em curtos espaço de tempo como se não houvesse hipótese de os concretizar amanhã...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a ver que todos preferem os quartos mais caros e com melhores vistas, ninguem se priva de passar uma bela noite de fim-de-ano com direito a TUDO... quando no bolso aparentemente quase não têm nada....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por isso eu pergunto, se a crise está aí, e REALMENTE existe menos dinheiro no nosso bolso do que em anos anteriores, então porque raio todos os hóteis da Serra da Estrela estão repletos, e todos os shoppings estão sempre cheios e os produtos escasseiam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se quando existe uma crise a sério, a mudança de paradigma e modo de actuar das pessoas/sociedade são dramáticamente alterados,  então eu diria que nós ainda não estamos em crise, pois aparentemente as nossas cabecinhas "debitam" da mesma forma que anteriormente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva la revolución !!&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/1680133487914606838-6174576564786675963?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/6174576564786675963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=6174576564786675963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/6174576564786675963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/6174576564786675963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2008/12/crise-ai-criisseee.html' title='A crise... ai a criisseee'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMLMmI0H9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/wOFSqHSl0hU/s72-c/crisis_management.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-6176533796351103559</id><published>2008-12-25T03:57:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:07:56.359Z</updated><title type='text'>Back From Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMEt1cgIFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GyyM-77P_60/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283571973322973266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMEt1cgIFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GyyM-77P_60/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora que está terminado o exercício acho que estou em condições fisícas e psicológicas para voltar a escrever um pouquinho aqui por este estaminé.&lt;br /&gt;Volvido mais de um ano depois, e tendo em conta os tumúltos pessoais e profissionais que se avizinham para o próximo ano com a mudança de emprego para um ramo que sempre ambicionei estar... bom vamos ver se isto corre bem e se os meus hóspedes voltam sempre!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos uma continuação de um óptimo natal e &lt;em&gt;stay tuned&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/1680133487914606838-6176533796351103559?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/6176533796351103559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=6176533796351103559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/6176533796351103559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/6176533796351103559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-christmas.html' title='Back From Christmas'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/SVMEt1cgIFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GyyM-77P_60/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-4203057666302573878</id><published>2007-07-06T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:40:30.255Z</updated><title type='text'>Contra-Ataque...</title><content type='html'>Este já não sei se anda por aí a circular...&lt;br /&gt;Mas que a verdade é acidrra e o kibrekru, lá isso é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tUcTWOdyXLo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-4203057666302573878?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/4203057666302573878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=4203057666302573878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/4203057666302573878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/4203057666302573878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/07/contra-ataque.html' title='Contra-Ataque...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-8847294415306467244</id><published>2007-07-04T20:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:20:45.992Z</updated><title type='text'>Bird Watcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RowA-u-snoI/AAAAAAAAADY/9IW7Fb8AdAg/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083439157157338754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RowA-u-snoI/AAAAAAAAADY/9IW7Fb8AdAg/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aconteceu-me algo que nunca me tinha acontecido ate hoje...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto viajava descansado da vida (ou quase desacansado porque já ia atrasado para o trabalho) navegando pela pouco concorrida VCI (pouco mesmo... à hora que eu ia...) vejo um passarito a voar a tentar atravessar a dita cuja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá foi ele, levanta voo... e... pimba!!! em cheio no pára-brisas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após bater no meu vidro, olho pelo retro-visor e vejo-o a rodar no ar e entre si até que cai no chão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um momento triste na minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uns chamar-me-ão de assassino... outros dirão que sou preguiçoso e calaceiro, se tivesse acordado mais cedo já não daria cabo da vida de outrém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a verdade é que agora (já noite) ainda estou a pensar no passarito que levou com um pára-brisas no bico!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa-me pronto...&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/1680133487914606838-8847294415306467244?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/8847294415306467244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=8847294415306467244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/8847294415306467244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/8847294415306467244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/07/bird-watcher.html' title='Bird Watcher'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RowA-u-snoI/AAAAAAAAADY/9IW7Fb8AdAg/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-2584979539794641656</id><published>2007-06-01T20:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:57:01.375Z</updated><title type='text'>Timeout...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RmCFfCtaqrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/APCJ6GH8EWQ/s1600-h/sex-tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071199948768979634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RmCFfCtaqrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/APCJ6GH8EWQ/s400/sex-tired.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sim... já não tenho escrito nada há já algum tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Contudo, vou continuar a fazer mais sexo e a escrever menos no blog!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem atentos, até ao dia que me farto... e volto ao blog!!!!&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/1680133487914606838-2584979539794641656?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/2584979539794641656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=2584979539794641656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2584979539794641656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2584979539794641656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/06/timeout.html' title='Timeout...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RmCFfCtaqrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/APCJ6GH8EWQ/s72-c/sex-tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-2320637807527853663</id><published>2007-05-01T17:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:23:54.767Z</updated><title type='text'>Ele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rjd3bwungdI/AAAAAAAAADI/LHFDHMDi-HM/s1600-h/bsi_who23.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059644025194643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rjd3bwungdI/AAAAAAAAADI/LHFDHMDi-HM/s400/bsi_who23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele é carro novo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele é nova viagem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele é com novas &lt;em&gt;gaffas&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele há garrafas verdes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele há chouriços amarelos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é este ele que todos falam???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que raios...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-2320637807527853663?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/2320637807527853663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=2320637807527853663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2320637807527853663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2320637807527853663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/05/ele.html' title='Ele...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rjd3bwungdI/AAAAAAAAADI/LHFDHMDi-HM/s72-c/bsi_who23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-3323002794541206602</id><published>2007-04-25T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:40:46.017Z</updated><title type='text'>Não consigo resistir...</title><content type='html'>Não consegui resistir...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que anda por aí a circular... mas está demais!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GG06wtw-mWY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GG06wtw-mWY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/1680133487914606838-3323002794541206602?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/3323002794541206602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=3323002794541206602&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/3323002794541206602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/3323002794541206602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-consigo-resistir.html' title='Não consigo resistir...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-4829929898404012109</id><published>2007-04-18T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:20:05.471Z</updated><title type='text'>Turle Power !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ora aí está a razão pela qual comecei a comer pizza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pizza time... &lt;strong&gt;Turtle Power!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054556127407294562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RiVkBIdiyGI/AAAAAAAAADA/A0-fQgBy_aU/s400/tmnt.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/1680133487914606838-4829929898404012109?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/4829929898404012109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=4829929898404012109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/4829929898404012109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/4829929898404012109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/04/turle-power.html' title='Turle Power !'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RiVkBIdiyGI/AAAAAAAAADA/A0-fQgBy_aU/s72-c/tmnt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-9117359684818430177</id><published>2007-04-14T20:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-14T20:23:45.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Vicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RiE3pIdiyFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yilir1nNA10/s1600-h/victoria-beckam-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053381436671969362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RiE3pIdiyFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yilir1nNA10/s400/victoria-beckam-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sem comentários...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Victoria Beckham anda a beber vinho para engordar. De acordo com o site femalefirst, a cantora está farta que as pessoas a critiquem por estar muito magra e por isso decidiu aderir à dieta do álcool para aumentar o apetite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;«A Victoria tem um grande frigorífico para o vinho na casa em Madrid e vai ter outro na casa da Califórnia. Ela e o David têm uma pessoa que lhes está a ajudar a organizar a mudança para os EUA e isso inclui a procura de bons vinhos na Califórnia»,&lt;/em&gt; disse uma fonte não identificada à revista Closer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a imprensa britânica, Victoria faz apenas uma refeição por dia, recusa comer hidratos de carbono, e só come peixe cozinhado ao vapor, vegetais e saladas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iol.pt/modaesocial/noticia.php?id=796890&amp;amp;div_id=2454"&gt;in iol.pt&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/1680133487914606838-9117359684818430177?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/9117359684818430177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=9117359684818430177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/9117359684818430177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/9117359684818430177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/04/vicky.html' title='Vicky'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RiE3pIdiyFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yilir1nNA10/s72-c/victoria-beckam-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-5036787822580224564</id><published>2007-04-02T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:36:00.017Z</updated><title type='text'>É preciso ter azar...</title><content type='html'>É preciso ter azar... ou talvez ser um bocadinho mais inteligente!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NpFGTaRvHc4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-5036787822580224564?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/5036787822580224564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=5036787822580224564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5036787822580224564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5036787822580224564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/04/preciso-ter-azar.html' title='É preciso ter azar...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-7522479633546582221</id><published>2007-03-30T20:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:59:21.040Z</updated><title type='text'>Lucky number 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rg15KYD4v6I/AAAAAAAAACw/c3z4kS6CsOw/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047823976516599714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rg15KYD4v6I/AAAAAAAAACw/c3z4kS6CsOw/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Coisas que sei fazer bem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; – Divertir-me&lt;br /&gt;2 – Ouvir os outros&lt;br /&gt;3 – Dormir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4 – Trabalhar (se bem motivado…)&lt;br /&gt;5 – Conduzir (pá modéstia à parte, sai da freente caralhhh!)&lt;br /&gt;6 – Zapping&lt;br /&gt;7 – A resposta que todos esperavam… SEXO (este gajo gaba-se totil!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Coisas que não sei fazer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 – Responder com criatividade a estes inquéritos&lt;br /&gt;2 – Patinar&lt;br /&gt;3 – Cozinhados&lt;br /&gt;4 – Limpar o pó&lt;br /&gt;5 – Aturar putos mimados&lt;br /&gt;6 – Engenharia Quimica&lt;br /&gt;7 – Parlare Italiano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Coisas que digo frequentemente:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - fdasss&lt;br /&gt;2 - sinceramente&lt;br /&gt;3 – munto munto muntoooooo&lt;br /&gt;4 – dá-lheeeee&lt;br /&gt;5 – do it&lt;br /&gt;6 – morrrreu… de repente&lt;br /&gt;7 – altamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Qualidades que aprecio no sexo oposto:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – Atitude / Proactiva&lt;br /&gt;2 – Bom gosto&lt;br /&gt;3 – Inteligência&lt;br /&gt;4 – Beleza Natural&lt;br /&gt;5 – Charme&lt;br /&gt;6 – Hobbies (isto é, não ser casa-trabalho-casa)&lt;br /&gt;7 – Goste de Viajar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Filmes preferidos (só 7 ???)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – The Matrix I&lt;br /&gt;2 – The Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;3 – The Departed&lt;br /&gt;4 – Advogado do Diabo&lt;br /&gt;5 – Closer&lt;br /&gt;6 – Braveheart&lt;br /&gt;7 – Underworld &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Actores/actrizes preferidos/as:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 – Al Pacino&lt;br /&gt;2 – Robert de Niro&lt;br /&gt;3 – Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;4 – Mel Gibson&lt;br /&gt;5 – Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;6 – Cate Blanchet&lt;br /&gt;7 – Kate Beckinsale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Vítimas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 – Não coloco as 7, mas antes pedia ao sr. Primeiro-ministro que respondesse ás &lt;strong&gt;7 Coisas que  sei fazer; 7 Coisas que não sei fazer; 7 Coisas que digo frequentemente&lt;/strong&gt;. Isto para que nós possamos perceber bem o que ele anda a fazer… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-7522479633546582221?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/7522479633546582221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=7522479633546582221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7522479633546582221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7522479633546582221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/03/lucky-number-7.html' title='Lucky number 7'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rg15KYD4v6I/AAAAAAAAACw/c3z4kS6CsOw/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-9079635374939363210</id><published>2007-03-28T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:37:20.724Z</updated><title type='text'>Porto</title><content type='html'>Páh, desculpem-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo decidir qual destas duas imagens é a mais bonita, a que me dá mais inspiração, a mais glamorosa...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez vocês me possam ajudar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047107253849079682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RgrtToD4v4I/AAAAAAAAACc/H68cGtZPGpA/s400/1120327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047107481482346386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rgrtg4D4v5I/AAAAAAAAACk/EJ-Xeoz9wHo/s400/1126598.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Obrigado Porto por seres assim !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-9079635374939363210?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/9079635374939363210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=9079635374939363210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/9079635374939363210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/9079635374939363210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/03/porto.html' title='Porto'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RgrtToD4v4I/AAAAAAAAACc/H68cGtZPGpA/s72-c/1120327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-5959086999047358083</id><published>2007-03-20T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:00:55.244Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor à Americana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rf_7BiZMZcI/AAAAAAAAACE/F6RyZ4qMkWA/s1600-h/walmart_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044026111509161410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rf_7BiZMZcI/AAAAAAAAACE/F6RyZ4qMkWA/s400/walmart_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com"&gt;Wal-Mart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mega empresa dos EUA, despediu no ano passado dois dos seus executivos de marketing, por alegadamente se envolverem num relacionamento amoroso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre tanto sururu, em que um diz que não tinha envolvimento amoroso, contraposto com emails por parte da Wal-Mart que cita: &lt;em&gt;" Penso em nós todo o tempo. Pequenos momentos como poder olhar a tua face quando me beijas...",&lt;/em&gt; relevo a seguinte questão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É plausível que algum de nós esteja PROIBIDO de se envolver com alguém do trabalho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Isto significa que a performance de todos nós tenderá a piorar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A mim nunca tal me aconteceu, há por aí alguém que possa dizer algo de sua justiça?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/20/business/20walmart.html?_r=1&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artigo na íntegra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/03/20/business/20walmart.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&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/1680133487914606838-5959086999047358083?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/5959086999047358083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=5959086999047358083&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5959086999047358083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5959086999047358083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/03/wal-mart-mega-empresa-dos-eua-despediu.html' title='Amor à Americana'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rf_7BiZMZcI/AAAAAAAAACE/F6RyZ4qMkWA/s72-c/walmart_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-2267922541210946864</id><published>2007-03-07T16:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:19:28.407Z</updated><title type='text'>Sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não a cantora...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a musica, a voz dela, tudo junto tem um &lt;em&gt;je ne sais quoi&lt;/em&gt; que, aiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NxONe7mTWU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tás a ouvir?&lt;br /&gt;Dial Up my Number...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-2267922541210946864?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/2267922541210946864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=2267922541210946864&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2267922541210946864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2267922541210946864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/03/sexy.html' title='Sexy'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-959974346092833624</id><published>2007-02-27T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:44:50.472Z</updated><title type='text'>Este século é meu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"(...) who, in their right mind, could possibly deny the 20th century was entirely mine?(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"(...)It's my time now(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3USAgxa2PFg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversava um dia destes com uma familiar minha, em que lhe procurava explicar de uma forma resumida qual o meu &lt;em&gt;lifestyle&lt;/em&gt;, e os meus objectivos para o futuro próximo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deparei-me com uma reacção de perplexidade e ansiedade da sua parte, que mais parecia que as palavras proferidas pelo seu sobrinho &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(querido)&lt;/span&gt; estariam a sair directamente da boca do demo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O clip de filme acima, não procura ter qualquer conotação religiosa, apenas concilia uma visão bipolar daquilo que parece ser a imagem que "temos" aos olhos da geração anterior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma das partes parece que procura exactamente o oposto da outra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas quero reflectir que os valores estão a mudar&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (se é que já não mudaram totalmente)&lt;/span&gt; e que parece que "somos" o DIABO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sei que hoje em dia todos procuramos um bem-estar, somos cada vez mais narcisistas &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(embora na realidade não o admitamos),&lt;/span&gt; procuramos a sensação rápida e intensa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tudo isto em detrimento de valores "clássicos" como a estabilidade de relacionamentos, o bem ao próximo, a responsabilidade, o amor incondicional, a familia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(grande e [à partida] unida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nem sei se concordam muito com isto, mas na realidade é a ideia que fico sempre que tenho um &lt;em&gt;tête-à-tête&lt;/em&gt; com um familiar meu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nem foi preciso o Diabo ter advogado…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-959974346092833624?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/959974346092833624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=959974346092833624&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/959974346092833624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/959974346092833624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='Este século é meu!'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-5330421561264613840</id><published>2007-02-19T18:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:59:05.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Máscaras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RdnzVf7njiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bI2I-_3ZfbM/s1600-h/20060205003847-mascaras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033321609237597730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RdnzVf7njiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bI2I-_3ZfbM/s400/20060205003847-mascaras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estamos na altura em que nos preocupamos com o que mascaramos. No entanto alguns parecem que não as tiram, e passam despercebidos nesta altura do ano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-5330421561264613840?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/5330421561264613840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=5330421561264613840&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5330421561264613840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5330421561264613840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/mscaras.html' title='Máscaras'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RdnzVf7njiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bI2I-_3ZfbM/s72-c/20060205003847-mascaras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-5389727779097660233</id><published>2007-02-16T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:11:25.355Z</updated><title type='text'>Gatinho, gatinho, gatinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sei que começa a ser repetitivo estar sempre a colocar videos em vez de escrever...&lt;br /&gt;Adoro animais, e cenas como esta merecem sempre que lhes seja dada referência!&lt;br /&gt;No minimo é impressionante como um felino destes, predador, carnívoro "consegue" ter este tipo de comportamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuWM-h-aVE0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-5389727779097660233?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/5389727779097660233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=5389727779097660233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5389727779097660233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/5389727779097660233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/gatinho-gatinho-gatinho.html' title='Gatinho, gatinho, gatinho'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-2863226998916790563</id><published>2007-02-15T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:07:23.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Need for Speed</title><content type='html'>Chegou-me isto por email...&lt;br /&gt;Para quem gosta de motos sabe o risco e a perícia do gajo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irresponsabilidade vs Talento&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKRmAfUe2Ao" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro motos, mas não sei se o faria!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fica o video para a posteridade!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-2863226998916790563?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/2863226998916790563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=2863226998916790563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2863226998916790563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2863226998916790563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/need-for-speed.html' title='Need for Speed'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-8941723834956214038</id><published>2007-02-12T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:21:37.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Talvez... a causa das coisas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aconselho a ver quem gosta de "perceber" como as coisas estão relacionadas entre si...&lt;br /&gt;Todos os outros, fechem a janela e partam para outro blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWWKBY7gx_0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-8941723834956214038?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/8941723834956214038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=8941723834956214038&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/8941723834956214038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/8941723834956214038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/talvez-causa-das-coisas.html' title='Talvez... a causa das coisas!!'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-7795936115523671522</id><published>2007-02-04T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:41:43.921Z</updated><title type='text'>HugShirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RcZRenOX5fI/AAAAAAAAABs/U3RkC6rApuY/s1600-h/hugshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027795620372932082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RcZRenOX5fI/AAAAAAAAABs/U3RkC6rApuY/s400/hugshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Calma, não é nenhum post erótico, nem vos quero vender nada &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(quem dera que fosse minha para tal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre fui um pouco entusiasta no que diz respeito a &lt;em&gt;gadgets&lt;/em&gt;, e a inovações quer sejam elas pequenas ou grandes. Gosto de saber o que são e para que servem, normalmente em algumas não lhes predico grande futuro &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ou um futuro grande).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;eparei-me contudo, com uma que creio que poderá ser bem interessante, e teria "pernas para andar" caso exista alguém &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(empresa obviamente)&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;strong&gt;massifique&lt;/strong&gt; esta inovação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o título do post elucida, falo de uma &lt;a href="http://www.cutecircuit.com/now/2006/11/07/time-best-inventions-of-2006-hug-shirt/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HugShirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Como o próprio nome indica, trata-se de uma camisola que dá abraços a quem a usa. Abraços esses que poderão ser enviados de qualquer pessoa em qualquer parte do mundo!!!&lt;br /&gt;O funcionamento da “coisa” resume-se ao &lt;strong&gt;indivíduo A&lt;/strong&gt; que envia um sms para o &lt;strong&gt;indivíduo B&lt;/strong&gt;, que dispõe da HugShirt &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(e dos softwares, no seu telemóvel, necessários  para interagir com a camisola),&lt;/span&gt; e que ao receber a sms a camisola “aperta” conforme a pessoa que o envia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(personalizável)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mínimo estranho, não?&lt;br /&gt;Não creio, com a proliferação de toques, ícones, MMS, vídeos, etc.; parece-me que se a camisola tiver vários modelos/estilos, e for relativamente fácil de adquirir, bem que poderemos estar a ver o próximo grande artigo de ócio, e de "sinalização" na sociedade!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é que vos parece? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-7795936115523671522?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/7795936115523671522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=7795936115523671522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7795936115523671522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7795936115523671522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/02/hugshirt.html' title='HugShirt'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RcZRenOX5fI/AAAAAAAAABs/U3RkC6rApuY/s72-c/hugshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-270449404090035775</id><published>2007-01-29T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:54:12.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglesismos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglaterra'/><title type='text'>Inglesismos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rb5P1-eGjyI/AAAAAAAAABg/fN919UDZhxE/s1600-h/bandeira%20nacional1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025542022912970530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rb5P1-eGjyI/AAAAAAAAABg/fN919UDZhxE/s400/bandeira%2520nacional1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não se trata de um post vingativo…&lt;br /&gt;Não se trata de um post correctivo…&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendo dar lições de moral a ninguém…&lt;br /&gt;Não quero que pensem que me acho melhor que outros…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo imensas pessoas a utilizar expressões em inglês que poderiam ser ditas da mesma forma no nosso português. Como o típico &lt;em&gt;“see ya”&lt;/em&gt; ou o &lt;em&gt;“love you”&lt;/em&gt; por entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;Não sou contra isto, creio até que um dia iremos todos conjugar em uma só língua oficial e &lt;strong&gt;HOJE&lt;/strong&gt; pode-se dizer que o inglês tem tudo para ser a língua eleita.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se há coisa que me irrita, são os &lt;em&gt;“inglesismos”&lt;/em&gt; utilizados exacerbadamente, e ainda pior quando o fazem &lt;strong&gt;MAL!&lt;/strong&gt; como &lt;em&gt;"so onde and so onde"&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;"i fill you"&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhores(as) se não sabem, não inventem. Agora responderem com expressões em inglês (para  tentar parecer algo que não são…) e ainda por cima se o fazem com erros de palmatória, façam como eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIGAM-NO EM PORTUGUÊS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-270449404090035775?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/270449404090035775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=270449404090035775&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/270449404090035775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/270449404090035775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/01/inglesismos.html' title='Inglesismos'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/Rb5P1-eGjyI/AAAAAAAAABg/fN919UDZhxE/s72-c/bandeira%2520nacional1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-2509305272823061203</id><published>2007-01-22T16:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:22:12.131Z</updated><title type='text'>Percepção vs Realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RbTwnORgdVI/AAAAAAAAABU/LyMH1Vhj5t8/s1600-h/200428472-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022904041062036818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RbTwnORgdVI/AAAAAAAAABU/LyMH1Vhj5t8/s400/200428472-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Atenção, isto não é Realidade !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia um dia destes um artigo numa revista acerca das percepções efectuadas pelo ser humano. Em suma, o que o artigo pretendia esclarecer eram os impulsos que existem quando tomamos conhecimento de algo, quer seja objecto, pessoa, imagem ou cheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pus-me a pensar um pouco sobre isto, e cheguei à BRILHANTE conclusão que a &lt;strong&gt;Percepção É a Realidade!&lt;/strong&gt; Isto é, se todos nós sabemos que as primeiras impressões são 60% (ou mais) para efectuarmos o nosso juízo sobre algo, será também “directo” concluir que o que nos apercebemos de algo ou alguém é aquilo que consideramos como &lt;strong&gt;REALIDADE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exemplos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – &lt;strong&gt;Aston Martin&lt;/strong&gt; – Nunca tive nenhum, nem nunca sequer andei num. Contudo acho que o carro é o SUPRA-SUMO de todos os automóveis.&lt;br /&gt;2 – &lt;strong&gt;Macintosh&lt;/strong&gt; – Nunca tive nenhum, já os vi à venda, nunca trabalhei com nenhum. Na minha opinião são computadores exactamente iguais aos demais, com outro design e diferente sistema operativo.&lt;br /&gt;3 – &lt;strong&gt;Monte Carlo&lt;/strong&gt; – Ainda não estive lá (enfatize-se o ainda…), mas a percepção que tenho é de aquilo ser &lt;em&gt;supê-chic&lt;/em&gt;, e de grande “qualidade”.&lt;br /&gt;4 – &lt;strong&gt;Argentina&lt;/strong&gt; – Nunca la estive, nem conheço ninguém de lá, mas tenho uma percepção que a única coisa que de lá se aproveita são os jogadores de futebol e as argentinas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5 – &lt;strong&gt;Herman José&lt;/strong&gt; – Não o conheço pessoalmente, não sei quem ele é na realidade, mas tenho a percepção que o gajo é gay!&lt;br /&gt;6 – &lt;strong&gt;Vendedores&lt;/strong&gt; – Aparece um vendedor vestido de fato e gravata, e outro de jeans e sweat e em antemão acho que o que veste fato e gravata será mais competente que o outro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 - &lt;strong&gt;A foto acima exposta&lt;/strong&gt; - Que raios, um(a) hippie, provavelmente desalojado, provavelmente será toxicodependente, e tem de fazer aquelas figuras "tristes" para sobreviver. Será?? ou talvez alguém com gosto no que faz, e que até possa ser bem rica, e que me chame a mim desalojado por viver num apartamento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrárias a estas minhas percepções, devem existir centenas ou milhares de pessoas que pensam exactamente o contrário… Mas porquê? Porque conhecem a REALIDADE? ou têm PERCEPÇÕES diferentes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será a realidade diferente da percepção?&lt;br /&gt;Ou a percepção é a realidade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora, será que a vossa percepção de mim, é aquela que eu considero realidade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-2509305272823061203?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/2509305272823061203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=2509305272823061203&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2509305272823061203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/2509305272823061203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/01/percepo-vs-realidade.html' title='Percepção vs Realidade'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RbTwnORgdVI/AAAAAAAAABU/LyMH1Vhj5t8/s72-c/200428472-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-3826969805584768558</id><published>2007-01-17T20:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:36:38.783Z</updated><title type='text'>Destruction Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje que estou particularmente fo%#$&amp; com alguns filhos da p&amp;amp;%@ que teimam em NÃO SABER CONDUZIR... deixo de seguida dois exemplos para vos ajudar a perceber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQ7Syh2yeGE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wJvEXjRQLQE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-3826969805584768558?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/3826969805584768558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=3826969805584768558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/3826969805584768558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/3826969805584768558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoje-que-estou-particularmente-fo-com.html' title='Destruction Derby'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-7906932721875663843</id><published>2007-01-16T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:57:20.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Andamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RazmFuRgdUI/AAAAAAAAABI/yIHANHCLv8M/s1600-h/2005-Aston-Martin-DB9-jet-black-E-640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020640670606456130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RazmFuRgdUI/AAAAAAAAABI/yIHANHCLv8M/s400/2005-Aston-Martin-DB9-jet-black-E-640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://b7ondie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blondie &lt;/a&gt;(e resto do mundo), aqui vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a ouvir:&lt;/strong&gt; tudo o que passa na rádio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a cantarolar:&lt;/strong&gt; o hino nacional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a ver:&lt;/strong&gt; Os novos episódios do Dr. House e Prison Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a ler:&lt;/strong&gt; Tio Olavo e a Publicidade de Edson Athayde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a pensar:&lt;/strong&gt; em aprender italiano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a sentir:&lt;/strong&gt; alguma dificuldade em aturar algumas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a sentir-me:&lt;/strong&gt; aborrecido, same old same old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando à procura:&lt;/strong&gt; de algo melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando à espera:&lt;/strong&gt; que acabe o frio !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a perceber:&lt;/strong&gt; que preciso de novos desafios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a lembrar-me:&lt;/strong&gt; que tenho de os procurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a esquecer-me:&lt;/strong&gt; de lavar o carro (lol sim eu sei, já começa a ficar feio!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a adiar:&lt;/strong&gt; a tal viagem a NY (já la vão 2 anos – pro ano é que é!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a antecipar:&lt;/strong&gt; as férias… (pelo menos a tentar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a evitar:&lt;/strong&gt; ter de pensar no futuro próximo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a reparar:&lt;/strong&gt; que há por aí muita gente sem nada para fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a estranhar:&lt;/strong&gt; a factura da TMN ainda não ter chegado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a sonhar:&lt;/strong&gt; com o meu Aston Martin DB9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a fugir:&lt;/strong&gt; dos cobradores do fraque !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando atrás:&lt;/strong&gt; de boa companhia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando a correr:&lt;/strong&gt; pela marginal…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-7906932721875663843?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/7906932721875663843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=7906932721875663843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7906932721875663843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/7906932721875663843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/01/blondie-e-resto-do-mundo-aqui-vai-ando.html' title='Andamento...'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNErhzr3jnc/RazmFuRgdUI/AAAAAAAAABI/yIHANHCLv8M/s72-c/2005-Aston-Martin-DB9-jet-black-E-640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1680133487914606838.post-1737308319014639229</id><published>2007-01-12T00:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:00:46.938Z</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Clio !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/5r0kZYb8jRE' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/5r0kZYb8jRE'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, saudades...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1680133487914606838-1737308319014639229?l=t-dois.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/feeds/1737308319014639229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1680133487914606838&amp;postID=1737308319014639229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/1737308319014639229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1680133487914606838/posts/default/1737308319014639229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-dois.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-and-my-clio_12.html' title='Me and my Clio !'/><author><name>T-2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13111828902507721869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16693325240145927023'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>