<?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-6759975</id><updated>2011-08-05T00:26:34.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O grupo do cão</title><subtitle type='html'>Trivialidades da vida privada de gente anónima - assuntos sérios e outros nem por isso</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-2720712686360667662</id><published>2007-08-07T16:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:26:55.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alberto João Jardim</title><content type='html'>já tem um &lt;a href="http://www.hi5.com/friend/group/1206066--Alberto%2BJoao%2BJardim--front-html"&gt;grupo no Hi5&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-2720712686360667662?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/2720712686360667662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/2720712686360667662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/08/alberto-joo-jardim.html' title='Alberto João Jardim'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-7368467167484778327</id><published>2007-07-14T03:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:18:44.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMOR5SvnCS0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMOR5SvnCS0" 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/6759975-7368467167484778327?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/7368467167484778327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/7368467167484778327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/07/sway.html' title='Sway'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-5227181936218521778</id><published>2007-07-09T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:35:39.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>descontentamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;To me it was a relief just to realize it might be ok to be discontented. The idea that a successful person should be happy has thousands of years of momentum behind it. If I was any good, why didn't I have the easy confidence winners are supposed to have? But that, I now believe, is like a runner asking "If I'm such a good athlete, why do I feel so tired?" Good runners still get tired; they just get tired at higher speeds.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Graham in &lt;a href="http://www.paulgraham.com/wisdom.html"&gt;"Is It Worth Being Wise?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-5227181936218521778?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5227181936218521778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5227181936218521778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/07/descontentamento.html' title='descontentamento'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-5198024980186687359</id><published>2007-06-07T19:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:58:24.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgília era um pouco religiosa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Não ouvia missa aos domingos, é verdade, e creio até que só ia às igrejas em dia de festa, e quando havia lugar vago em alguma tribuna. Mas rezava todas as noites, com fervor, ou, pelo menos, com sono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; Memórias Póstumas de Brás Cubas (capítulo LVII, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Destino&lt;/span&gt;), de Machado de Assis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-5198024980186687359?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5198024980186687359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5198024980186687359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/06/virglia-era-um-pouco-religiosa.html' title='Virgília era um pouco religiosa.'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-8919625803153351786</id><published>2007-06-04T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:00:51.502+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ou estás caladinho</title><content type='html'>ou fecho-te à Chavez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-8919625803153351786?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/8919625803153351786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/8919625803153351786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/06/est-caladinho.html' title='Ou estás caladinho'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-6292780315558634968</id><published>2007-05-25T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:09:58.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cientista do Meio Aquático hits the News!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovXy__EKpps/RlcJJdOFaSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xs2eBw_if10/s1600-h/11_68081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068529963695958306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovXy__EKpps/RlcJJdOFaSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xs2eBw_if10/s320/11_68081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novo sistema de incentivos e apoios às empresas da Região&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Negociações com a CE estão no bom caminho&lt;br /&gt;Na oportunidade, o presidente do IDE, Jorge Faria, lembrou que “são muitos” os desafios que se colocam às empresas madeirenses, nomeadamente “o novo paradigma de desenvolvimento da Região” e o facto “da RAM ter deixado de ter acesso aos sistemas de incentivos nacionais”.Assim, considera ser necessário ter “imaginação e empenho”, salientando ser “preciso conhecer a nossa realidade e as nossas especificidades, tendo sempre em atenção que o nosso tecido empresarial é constituído por pequenas e médias empresas” e que “há um novo figurino da passagem da Região do Objectivo 1 para o Objectivo 2”.Assim, destacou que tem sido feito um “trabalho juntamente com o Instituto de Gestão de Fundos Comunitários e com a Comissão Europia no sentido de se tentar potenciar e alavancar tudo o que foi feito na envolvente da nossa economia”.Deste modo, Jorge Faria revelou que o IDE esteve na passada terça-feira em Bruxelas juntamente com o Instituto de Gestão de Fundos Comunitários para reuniões com a Comissão Europeia no sentido de implementar um novo sistema de incentivos e de apoios para que as empresas da Região possam “apresentar projectos viáveis e sustentávies a médio e a longo prazo”.“As negociações estão a correr bastante bem e as nossas estratégias estão a ser bem aceites e oportunamente vão ser divulgados os sistemas de incentivos ao nosso tecido empresarial, tendo sempre em atenção os novos conceitos, nomeadamente a inovação e a investigação, apostando nos factores dinâmicos de produtividade mas nunca esquecendo as nossas especificidades e a nossa realidade”, realçou o presidente do IDE, adiantando que até ao Verão o sistema de incentivos será anunciado.Durante a jornada informativa foram oradores convidados Margarida Garrido, do Ministério da Ciência, Tecnologia e Ensino Superior, que falou sobre as actividades específicas para as PME’s no âmbito do 7mo. Programa Quadro, Pedro Diniz e Luís Dantas, da Secretaria Regional do Ambiente e Recursos Naturais.&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/6759975-6292780315558634968?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.jornaldamadeira.pt/not2008.php?Seccao=11&amp;id=68081&amp;sup=0&amp;sdata=' title='Cientista do Meio Aquático hits the News!!!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/6292780315558634968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/6292780315558634968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/05/cientista-do-meio-aqutico-hits-news.html' title='Cientista do Meio Aquático hits the News!!!'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovXy__EKpps/RlcJJdOFaSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xs2eBw_if10/s72-c/11_68081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-7180788298975642964</id><published>2007-05-22T19:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:35:59.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchestra Baobab, Pirates Choice</title><content type='html'>Intensamente aromática, naturalmente refrescante e cumplicemente licenciosa. Como uma brisa vinda do mar - a banda sonora deste Verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A menina dança?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-7180788298975642964?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/7180788298975642964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/7180788298975642964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/05/orchestra-baobab-pirates-choice.html' title='Orchestra Baobab, Pirates Choice'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-5725418890416807564</id><published>2007-04-20T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:55:53.485+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mendes Bota Palavra</title><content type='html'>"A liberalização cega dos horários de trabalho acarreta consequências nefastas: não gera mais empregos, destrói empregos estáveis e cria empregos precários em sua substituição, acelera o consumismo, aumentando o endividamento das famílias, desvia os cidadãos das relações sociais, culturais e de cidadania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma revisão da actual lei deveria estipular um máximo semanal de horas de abertura dos estabelecimentos comerciais e o encerramento geral ao domingo, mas com excepções para as áreas turísticas, para a restauração (...), com base em critérios objectivos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendes Bota, PSD, no Expresso de há umas semanas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-5725418890416807564?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5725418890416807564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5725418890416807564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/04/mendes-bota-palavra.html' title='Mendes Bota Palavra'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-3313363740182189730</id><published>2007-03-07T05:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T06:00:57.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Dogs in Da Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para além das actividades naturalisticas, os cães também estão na onda musical, com o concerto dos Imago no "the Kelts" (Funchal), no passado dia 27/02 . O evento, publicitado no pasquim regional, dava conta de que afinal, o Cão Ciclópico, mais virado para os batuques, afinal era teclista..Será que vivemos 15 anos num estado de ilusão?Afinal não era uma bateria e sim um piano/orgão (ou um acordeão, porque não, também tem teclas!)? O mistério adensou-se como é natural, provocando, segundo relatos anónimos uma elevada adesão do público numa terça feira. De acordo ainda com os mesmos relatos anónimos, isentos de qualquer parcialidade familiar ou de amizade com elementos da matilha, o espectáculo foi fantástico, levando ao rúbro o  publicuzinho que vibrou durante os 10 temas +  "encore" tocados. Espera-se ansiosamentre pela publicação na net (porque não neste espaço de divulgação canina?) os registos deste concerto e mais reacções ao mistério, que não foi clarifcado pelas fontes anónimas, e claro ao próprio do concerto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-3313363740182189730?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/3313363740182189730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/3313363740182189730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/03/dogs-in-da-music.html' title='Dogs in Da Music'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-5537333903135609552</id><published>2007-03-07T05:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T05:47:11.178Z</updated><title type='text'>Dogs in Da Nature</title><content type='html'>Os Cães estão na crista da onda, ou da natureza..é só seguir o link para o portal &lt;a href="http://www.madeiranature.com/blog/pt/2007/03/apresentao-pblica-do-madeira-nature.html"&gt;Madeira Nature&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-5537333903135609552?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5537333903135609552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/5537333903135609552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2007/03/dogs-in-da-nature.html' title='Dogs in Da Nature'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116360113036087340</id><published>2006-11-15T14:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T14:32:10.376Z</updated><title type='text'>albertoJ.Jardim no seu melhor</title><content type='html'>este video vale bem a pena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OXyFVRhF7Oc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116360113036087340?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116360113036087340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116360113036087340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/11/albertojjardim-no-seu-melhor.html' title='albertoJ.Jardim no seu melhor'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116317584156937366</id><published>2006-11-10T16:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:24:01.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Assaltar o David Copperfield</title><content type='html'>O Ilusionista David Copperfield foi assaltado no passado dia 23 de Abril.&lt;br /&gt;Quando os assaltantes lhe pediram que entregasse o dinheiro o ilusionista revirou os bolsos aparentemente vazios.&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde contou à polícia que tinha passaporte e carteira, mas que fez um truque de ilusionismo para escondê-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há também ourtas situações em que eu gostaria de ter sido o David Copperfield ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pergunta: que raio de americano não conhece a inconfundível fuça deste senhor?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver mais &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/TV/11/10/copperfield.robbed.ap/index.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116317584156937366?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116317584156937366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116317584156937366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/11/assaltar-o-david-copperfield.html' title='Assaltar o David Copperfield'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116311434728513170</id><published>2006-11-09T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:28:00.280Z</updated><title type='text'>Telephone Call From Istambul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/Scarlett-Johansson.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett Johansson vai &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,221001,00.html#"&gt;gravar&lt;/a&gt; Tom Waits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116311434728513170?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116311434728513170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116311434728513170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/11/telephone-call-from-istambul.html' title='Telephone Call From Istambul'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116285612589415070</id><published>2006-11-06T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:36:34.340Z</updated><title type='text'>O Senhor das Moscas</title><content type='html'>Uma &lt;a href="http://olhodefogo.blogspot.com/2006/11/dica.html"&gt; Pérola&lt;/a&gt; do Atlântico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116285612589415070?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116285612589415070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116285612589415070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-senhor-das-moscas.html' title='O Senhor das Moscas'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116143256329607353</id><published>2006-10-21T13:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:16:22.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTAMOS TODOS</title><content type='html'>Quando lhe perguntam o nome da trupe, Francisco Alves, líder da Rivolução, provavelmente responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teatro Plástico. Estás a perceber?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116143256329607353?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116143256329607353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116143256329607353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/10/estamos-todos.html' title='ESTAMOS TODOS'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116143247017298503</id><published>2006-10-21T13:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:07:50.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O MENOR ESPECTÁCULO DO MUNDO</title><content type='html'>Os amotinados do Rivoli não me convenceram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francisco Alves foi um erro de casting para o papel de protagonista - é um mau actor que não logrou sequer a identificação do espectador com a sua personagem. A encenação foi vulgar, faltando-lhe vigor e verdade. E toda a história era de um maniqueísmo infantil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o melhor que o Teatro Plástico consegue é um espectáculo assim, que venham as misses para o Rivoli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116143247017298503?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116143247017298503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116143247017298503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-menor-espectculo-do-mundo.html' title='O MENOR ESPECTÁCULO DO MUNDO'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116058827560902733</id><published>2006-10-11T18:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:37:55.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A inspiração de Roy Lichtenstein</title><content type='html'>Podem ver &lt;a href="http://davidbarsalou.homestead.com/LICHTENSTEINPROJECT.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; onde &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roy_Lichtenstein"&gt;Roy Lichtenstein&lt;/a&gt; se inspirou para alguns (muitos) dos seus quadros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meu ver, um pouco mais de inspiração, se bem que o valor das suas obras não está, a meu ver, na originalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss among yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116058827560902733?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116058827560902733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116058827560902733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/10/inspirao-de-roy-lichtenstein.html' title='A inspiração de Roy Lichtenstein'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-116030408946364590</id><published>2006-10-08T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T11:41:29.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Cosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-116030408946364590?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116030408946364590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/116030408946364590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115981900457178948</id><published>2006-10-02T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:03:20.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedigree Pals</title><content type='html'>No último Sábado, decorreu mais uma exposição canina no Funchal. Segundo o Diário de Notícias da Madeira, o evento, promovido pela Câmara Municipal, foi patrocinado pela Comissão Funchal 500 Anos, entidade responsável pelas comemorações do quinto centenário da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está bem visto. Esta é uma terra de sabujos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115981900457178948?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115981900457178948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115981900457178948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/10/pedigree-pals.html' title='Pedigree Pals'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115833877410268263</id><published>2006-09-15T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:46:15.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclamações do Capitão</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.incos-ev.de/Comic-Box/TimundStruppi/TuS5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Capitão Haddock é sem dúvida o meu personagem favorito da série Tintim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_exclamations_used_by_Captain_Haddock"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&gt; podem ver a enumeração, ordenada alfabeticamente, das exclamações proferidas pelo capitão em todos os livros da série.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho dois que me ficaram na memória: "Filibusteiros" e "Iconoclastas".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115833877410268263?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115833877410268263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115833877410268263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/09/exclamaes-do-capito.html' title='Exclamações do Capitão'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115822334892352382</id><published>2006-09-14T09:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T09:42:28.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A lingua Oficial da UE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.&lt;br /&gt;As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English". In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter. In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away. By the 4th yer peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v". During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru. Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115822334892352382?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115822334892352382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115822334892352382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/09/lingua-oficial-da-ue.html' title='A lingua Oficial da UE'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115611537171496214</id><published>2006-08-21T00:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:09:31.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>in a manner of speaking</title><content type='html'>Eu gosto das frases curtas. Muito curtas. Mínimas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115611537171496214?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115611537171496214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115611537171496214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-manner-of-speaking.html' title='in a manner of speaking'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115593100521053104</id><published>2006-08-18T20:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:56:45.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dive for dreams&lt;br /&gt;or a slogan may topple you&lt;br /&gt;(trees are their roots&lt;br /&gt;and wind is wind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust your heart&lt;br /&gt;if the seas catch fire&lt;br /&gt;(and live by love&lt;br /&gt;though the stars walk backward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honour the past&lt;br /&gt;but welcome the future&lt;br /&gt;(and dance your death&lt;br /&gt;away at this wedding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind a world&lt;br /&gt;with its villains or heroes&lt;br /&gt;(for god likes girls&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow and the earth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.e. cummings, ninety-five poems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115593100521053104?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115593100521053104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115593100521053104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/08/dive-for-dreams-or-slogan-may-topple.html' title=''/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115583150809742249</id><published>2006-08-17T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:18:28.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANO SECRETO PARA VIABILIZAR O ESTADO PORTUGUÊS</title><content type='html'>Passo 1:&lt;br /&gt;Trocamos a Madeira pela Galiza, têm que levar o Alberto João.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 2:&lt;br /&gt;Os galegos são boa onda, não dão chatices e ainda ficamos com o dinheiro gerado pela Zara (é só a 3ª maior empresa de vestuário).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A indústria têxtil portuguesa é revitalizada.&lt;br /&gt;Espanha fica encurralada pelos bascos e Alberto João.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 3:&lt;br /&gt;Desesperados os espanhóis tentam devolver a Madeira (e Alberto João).&lt;br /&gt;A malta não aceita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 4:&lt;br /&gt;Oferecem também o País Basco. A malta mantém-se firme e não aceita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 5:&lt;br /&gt;A Catalunha aproveita a confusão para pedir a independência. Cada vez mais desesperados, os espanhóis oferecem-nos: a Madeira, País Basco e Catalunha.&lt;br /&gt;A contrapartida é termos que ficar com o Alberto João e os etarras.&lt;br /&gt;A malta arma-se em difícil mas aceita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 6:&lt;br /&gt;Dá-se a independência ao País Basco, a contrapartida é eles ficarem com o Alberto João. A malta da ETA pensa que pode bem com ele e aceita sem hesitar. Sem o Alberto João a Madeira torna-se um paraíso. A Catalunha não causa problemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 7:&lt;br /&gt;Afinal a ETA não aguenta com o Alberto João, que entretanto assume o poder.&lt;br /&gt;O país basco pede para se tornar território português.&lt;br /&gt;A malta aceita apesar de estar lá o Alberto João (não há problema, ver passo seguinte).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 8:&lt;br /&gt;No país basco não há Carnaval. Alberto João emigra para o Brasil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 9:&lt;br /&gt;Governo brasileiro pede para voltar a ser território português. A malta aceita e manda o Alberto João para a Madeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 10:&lt;br /&gt;Com os jogadores brasileiros mais os portugueses (e apesar do Alberto João), Portugal torna-se campeão do mundo de futebol! Alberto João enfraquecido pelos festejos do Carnaval na Madeira e Brasil, não aguenta a emoção e sucumbe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 11:&lt;br /&gt;E todos viveram felizes para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(recebido por e-mail)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115583150809742249?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115583150809742249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115583150809742249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/08/plano-secreto-para-viabilizar-o-estado.html' title='PLANO SECRETO PARA VIABILIZAR O ESTADO PORTUGUÊS'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115356757426146814</id><published>2006-07-22T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:26:14.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Chan joga ping pong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbslSUI294M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbslSUI294M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/6759975-115356757426146814?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115356757426146814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115356757426146814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/jackie-chan-joga-ping-pong.html' title='Jackie Chan joga ping pong'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115339133558681637</id><published>2006-07-20T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T11:28:55.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>boa vida</title><content type='html'>Qual é o país onde se vive melhor? Vanatu.&lt;br /&gt;É o que diz o &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Economics_Foundation"&gt;New Economics Foundation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.happyplanetindex.org/list.htm"&gt;nesta lista dos paises onde se vive melhor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos lugares cimeiros estão Colômbia, Costa Rica, Rep. Dominicana, Salvador e Cuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal está quase no fim, um lugar abaixo de Angola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115339133558681637?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115339133558681637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115339133558681637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/boa-vida.html' title='boa vida'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115332160283997697</id><published>2006-07-19T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:06:42.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ed0Jzx1wv0M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ed0Jzx1wv0M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/6759975-115332160283997697?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115332160283997697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115332160283997697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-massage.html' title='I have a massage'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115252933045250942</id><published>2006-07-10T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:02:10.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Malhoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Passo 1: desligar as colunas&lt;br /&gt;Passo 2: aceder a &lt;a href="http://anamalhoaoficialsite.com/"&gt;http://anamalhoaoficialsite.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo 3: tentar perceber, pela imagem de entrada, se é um site porno ou não&lt;br /&gt;Passo 4: aceder a "fotos"&lt;br /&gt;Passo 5: concluir que só pode ser um site porno.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://blog.karlus.net/archives/2006/07/10/1492"&gt;Ramblings about like and tech&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115252933045250942?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115252933045250942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115252933045250942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/ana-malhoa.html' title='Ana Malhoa'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115252548499597625</id><published>2006-07-10T10:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T11:02:27.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am SUPERMAN...e estou de volta!</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="80" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="75" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="72" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;72%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="70" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="55" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;55%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="50" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="50" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="45" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="45" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="35" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="35" size="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are mild-mannered, good,&lt;br /&gt;strong and you love to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/superman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115252548499597625?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115252548499597625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115252548499597625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-supermane-estou-de-volta.html' title='I am SUPERMAN...e estou de volta!'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115230138187998397</id><published>2006-07-07T20:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:53:44.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre curti este gajo</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;I am &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/spidy.gif"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115230138187998397?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115230138187998397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115230138187998397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/sempre-curti-este-gajo.html' title='Sempre curti este gajo'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115227761901930646</id><published>2006-07-07T14:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:06:59.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SFU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0248654/quotes"&gt;Citações&lt;/a&gt; retiradas da série &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0248654/"&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115227761901930646?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115227761901930646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115227761901930646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/sfu.html' title='SFU'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115209841188158751</id><published>2006-07-05T12:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T12:20:11.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You are Green Lantern</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=53&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 53%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=38&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 38%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=35&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 35%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hot-headed.  You have strong &lt;BR&gt;will power and a good imagination.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/lantern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115209841188158751?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115209841188158751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115209841188158751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-green-lantern.html' title='You are Green Lantern'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115136059781079367</id><published>2006-06-26T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:27:09.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDE CONVÍVIO</title><content type='html'>Caros Amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É com enorme prazer que a &lt;strong&gt;Misha &amp; Friends Productions&lt;/strong&gt; vem por este meio convocar todos os membros do Batalhão Territorial Nº 3 &lt;strong&gt;“ &lt;em&gt;O Grupo do Cão&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/strong&gt; para mais um convívio a lembrar a grande &lt;em&gt;Batalha do Santo&lt;/em&gt;. Irá decorrer pelos dias 3, 4, 5, 6 de Agosto. Além dos habituais comes e bebes, haverá também espectáculo de palco com artistas convidados como o mágico DIDI, o Giríssimo e a sua Lebre, Toyota; Maurício e seu partenere Bazenga; entre outros. Este ano haverá prémios para a melhor fotografia da Noite como também um concurso de Miss e Mister Canídeo. Não esquecer que no dia 5 à noite, na zona dos Lameiros a actuação do DJ Mendes a comemorar o seu aniversário. A assistência médica e legal está garantida assim como temos uma equipa de engenheiros preparada para os casos mais difíceis.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto já sabem, desmarquem tudo e reservem esta data tão especial nos locais habituais. Tragam os vossos familiares e amigos como também o seu animal de estimação. Alguma dúvida não contactar o Pedro Diniz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115136059781079367?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115136059781079367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115136059781079367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/06/grande-convvio.html' title='GRANDE CONVÍVIO'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311070980165928733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-115131014078106237</id><published>2006-06-26T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T09:30:36.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Cão no Paquistão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um Cão Danado foi visto no passado sábado a embarcar num vôo comercial com destino ao Paquistão, na companhia de uma bela e simpática senhora. Os paparazzi de serviço no aeroporto de Heathrow ainda tentaram capturar imagens deste acontecimento, mas os seus esforços foram em vão, aquele cão, para além de danado, é matreiro. Rumores emanados de fontes inseguras, afirmam com alguma dúvida de que esta será uma viagem das mil e uma noites, no seu sentido figurado é claro, pois não durará tanto tempo. Mais informações, segundos as mesmas fontes, só o próprio poderá divulgar,esperando-se que faça o relato da sua exótica viagem nas páginas deste blog, ainda com data incerta, à semelhança de outros cães até com blogs paralelos, que prometem, prometem, prometem e prometem mais posts e depois, nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-115131014078106237?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115131014078106237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/115131014078106237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/06/um-co-no-paquisto.html' title='Um Cão no Paquistão'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114855700655793978</id><published>2006-05-25T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:36:46.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Concordo com todos. TODOS!!</title><content type='html'>Concordo com o El Rugas quando diz que este blog já nao dá para comentar. Porque? Acho bem que ponham de volta essa possibilidade. Ai se isto fosse em Espanha...&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao canino dos filmes ser o único com uma actividade marginal, quero dizer original, tb concordo. É bom e dá ao grupo do cao uma aura boémia que lhe estava a faltar desde que o canino Bule Dogue deixou o copo.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto a ser um agente secreto, eles andem aí e eu nao tenho nada a ver com isso. Mas se houver missoes, eu quero ir espiar agregados humanos.  Porque é que estao ali? Com quem? Para ver quem? Para falar com quem? O que levam nos bolsos? Como olham? Quantas palmas batem? Por exemplo, podia ir espiar multidoes envolvidas em jogos do Rui Naldinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114855700655793978?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114855700655793978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114855700655793978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/concordo-com-todos-todos.html' title='Concordo com todos. TODOS!!'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114850369705726620</id><published>2006-05-24T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:48:17.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>é o único</title><content type='html'>é o único cão a ter uma actividade, se não original, digamos que pouco comum.&lt;br /&gt;Para quando um cão bicheiro, ou malabarista do circo, ou mesmo pintor? Bailarino ou escultor? Ou cowpuppy?&lt;br /&gt;Falta-nos imaginação, é o que é!&lt;br /&gt;Para a semana acho que vou ser agente da Mossad. Só para experimentar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114850369705726620?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114850369705726620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114850369705726620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-nico.html' title='é o único'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114848150398234216</id><published>2006-05-24T15:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:38:23.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cão Cineasta também pode ser Cinéfilo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ora que o Cão Danado acertou na mouche! Acho que sim, dever-se-ia promover um debate..eu sou a favor da foto! Dá mais côr ao IMDB, não fica ali aquele vazio...no fundo ficaria uma sensação de preenchimento, caso ouvesse ali uma representação pictográfica..enfim, os dados estão lançados, a bola foi chutada...que dizerem vocês??De minha opinião a exposição ao mundo só poderia nos lançar na rota da fama, as nossas carreiras seriam galácticas dessa forma..e quem não quer ser galáctico?Ome outra coisa, senhores administradores do belogue, já não dá para comentar as rosnadelas de cada canídeo??Entretanto uma explicação sobre o meu titulo: tinha posto cinéfilo mas nosso amigo é cineasta!O que não o impede de ser cinéfilo..agora o contrário, enfim, digam-me vocês também...hã,hã, com um poste já tenho dois debates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114848150398234216?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114848150398234216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114848150398234216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/co-cineasta-tambm-pode-ser_114848150398234216.html' title='Cão Cineasta também pode ser Cinéfilo!'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114847684300927816</id><published>2006-05-24T14:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:20:43.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Nosso Homem nos Filmes</title><content type='html'>O post do El Rugas é de grande actualidade. Estamos todos de parabéns! Somos MUNDIAIS! Nao se pode por uma fotografia ali? Ou acham que seria contraproducente para a nossa carreira?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114847684300927816?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114847684300927816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114847684300927816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-nosso-homem-nos-filmes.html' title='O Nosso Homem nos Filmes'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114847429226481800</id><published>2006-05-24T13:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:28:11.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Cão Cineasta!</title><content type='html'>Ora vigiem: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2111274/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2111274/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114847429226481800?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114847429226481800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114847429226481800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/um-co-cineasta.html' title='Um Cão Cineasta!'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114642270581481402</id><published>2006-04-30T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:45:05.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>antes ou depois?</title><content type='html'>Lavam as mãos antes ou depois?&lt;br /&gt;Eu lavo antes de mexer em tão preciosa carga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114642270581481402?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114642270581481402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114642270581481402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/04/antes-ou-depois.html' title='antes ou depois?'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114591485115820150</id><published>2006-04-24T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:40:51.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorabilia</title><content type='html'>http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0248654/quotes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114591485115820150?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114591485115820150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114591485115820150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/04/memorabilia.html' title='Memorabilia'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114591410749987065</id><published>2006-04-24T22:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:28:27.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop! Pop! Pop till they drop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUEazy-XfFg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUEazy-XfFg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/6759975-114591410749987065?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114591410749987065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114591410749987065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/04/pop-pop-pop-till-they-drop.html' title='Pop! Pop! Pop till they drop!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114357048425211881</id><published>2006-03-28T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:28:04.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>http://www.libertyarcade.org/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114357048425211881?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114357048425211881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114357048425211881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/03/workout.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-114234486707482287</id><published>2006-03-14T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:01:07.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom ano</title><content type='html'>Amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos lá a acordar, já de manha. Em vez de dormirmos, podíamos ir todos apanhar amoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boraí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-114234486707482287?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114234486707482287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/114234486707482287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/03/bom-ano.html' title='Bom ano'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113877165476304147</id><published>2006-02-01T05:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-01T05:32:04.410Z</updated><title type='text'>O ANO DO CÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/10/2004/640/Year%20of%20the%20Dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/10/2004/400/Year%20of%20the%20Dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malta, este é o ano do CÃO..toca a por este Blog a mexer...vais ser um ano do canídeo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113877165476304147?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113877165476304147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113877165476304147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-ano-do-co.html' title='O ANO DO CÃO'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113769970315534526</id><published>2006-01-19T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-19T19:41:43.166Z</updated><title type='text'>Conversas interessantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;(...)I kind of like those Bluetooth earpieces where you don't use your hands. The ones that hang from your ear and have you talking off into the ether. You look like a crazy guy wandering down the street, the only difference being that a real crazy guy usually has something interesting to say.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/columns/0,70041-1.html?tw=wn_story_page_next1"&gt;Wired News: How to Squelch Your Inner Jackass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Este artigo também contém algumas dicas de etiqueta do tele-falante móvel e público.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113769970315534526?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113769970315534526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113769970315534526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/conversas-interessantes.html' title='Conversas interessantes'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113676674871488836</id><published>2006-01-09T00:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-09T00:32:28.726Z</updated><title type='text'>A Couve Alienígena</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/romanesco.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear; both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nearly exact self-similar fractal forms occur do in nature, but I'd never seen such a beautiful and perfect example until, some time after moving to Switzerland, I came across a &lt;A HREF="http://www.fourmilab.ch/images/Romanesco/"&gt;chou Romanesco&lt;/A&gt; like the one above in a grocery store. This is so visually stunning an object that on first encounter it's hard to imagine you're looking at a garden vegetable rather than an alien artefact created with molecular nanotechnology. But of course, then you realise that vegetables are created with molecular nanotechnology, albeit the product of earthly evolution, not extraterrestrial engineering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; padding-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113676674871488836?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113676674871488836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113676674871488836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/couve-aliengena.html' title='A Couve Alienígena'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113631492846603679</id><published>2006-01-03T18:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-03T19:02:08.476Z</updated><title type='text'>Política, Economia e banhos públicos japoneses</title><content type='html'>Recomendo a leitura d&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/culture/0,69948-0.html"&gt;este excelente artigo&lt;/a&gt; na Wired sobre os banhos públicos japoneses e a sua relação com a aceitação da tecnologia, a assimulação de uma cultura e os factores economico-sociais envolventes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está tudo ligado...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113631492846603679?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113631492846603679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113631492846603679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/poltica-economia-e-banhos-pblicos.html' title='Política, Economia e banhos públicos japoneses'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113481933376392363</id><published>2005-12-17T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:35:33.773Z</updated><title type='text'>vá de retro</title><content type='html'>Já algumas vezes foi abordado aqui o tema das séries infantis dos anos oitenta, mas para quem quer saber se os fellow-amaricanos também acordam a meio da noite suados e a cantarolar o tema dos thundercats ou do A-Team visitem o &lt;a href="http://www.retrojunk.com/list_tvshows/1980/pop-1/"&gt;Retro Junk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que encontrem aquela série que vos ficou impressa no sub-consciente mas que não conseguem identificar. Sabem, aquela com umas criaturas brancas peludas e fofinhas e que falavam uma linguagem de blips e em que a música do tema era pim pim, ba dum dum di...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113481933376392363?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113481933376392363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113481933376392363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/v-de-retro.html' title='vá de retro'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113390791393429797</id><published>2005-12-06T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:25:13.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma vez</title><content type='html'>Portugal não conta nas &lt;a href="http://www.aftenposten.no/english/local/article444475.ece"&gt;estatíscas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113390791393429797?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113390791393429797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113390791393429797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113353567589213365</id><published>2005-12-02T14:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:01:15.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Como fazer do ateísmo uma religião</title><content type='html'>Para todas as almas desesperadas lá fora, aqui vai uma pequena contribuição para vos ajudar a encher o coração com o espírito de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atheistagenda.org/porno-for-bibles/"&gt;http://www.atheistagenda.org/porno-for-bibles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113353567589213365?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113353567589213365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113353567589213365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/como-fazer-do-atesmo-uma-religio.html' title='Como fazer do ateísmo uma religião'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-113322634256951204</id><published>2005-11-29T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:05:42.580Z</updated><title type='text'>Morreu o Cão</title><content type='html'>Viva o Cão!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-113322634256951204?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113322634256951204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/113322634256951204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/11/morreu-o-co.html' title='Morreu o Cão'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112645841262305494</id><published>2005-09-11T17:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:06:52.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagens na minha terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/1600/03-09-05_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/320/03-09-05_0118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;O Povo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/1600/03-09-05_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/320/03-09-05_0117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;O Bobby a introduzir a dança&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/1600/03-09-05_12071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/320/03-09-05_12071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A ressaca da festa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/1600/03-09-05_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1379/382/320/03-09-05_1317.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A viagem de regresso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112645841262305494?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112645841262305494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112645841262305494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/viagens-na-minha-terra.html' title='Viagens na minha terra'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112579860887256135</id><published>2005-09-04T02:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:50:08.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O próximo Prémio Nobel, quiçá Prémio Camões</title><content type='html'>“ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o nosso País mantém acesas as labaredas que destroem o precioso metro quadrado de verdejante semeado por mares já navegados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        By José Castelo Branco, cronista (!?), sobre os incêndios em Portugal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que o absinto passou a ser a bebida da moda ou será que foi descoberto o principal responsável pelas vacas loucas……….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112579860887256135?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112579860887256135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112579860887256135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/o-prximo-prmio-nobel-qui-prmio-cames.html' title='O próximo Prémio Nobel, quiçá Prémio Camões'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311070980165928733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112579852054151729</id><published>2005-09-04T02:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:48:40.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gostos não se discutem…</title><content type='html'>“ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gostava de ser parecido com o George Clooney por fora e comigo por dentro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Carlos Monjardino, Presidente da Fundação Oriente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que tanta falta de confiança no seu look, diga só que tem dos melhores tachos do País, talvez as meninas lhe liguem…….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112579852054151729?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112579852054151729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112579852054151729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/gostos-no-se-discutem.html' title='Gostos não se discutem…'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311070980165928733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112561530477080667</id><published>2005-09-01T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:55:04.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A razão das palmas</title><content type='html'>está &lt;a href="http://razao-tem-sempre-cliente.blogspot.com/2005/07/razo-das-palmas.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112561530477080667?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112561530477080667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112561530477080667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/razo-das-palmas.html' title='A razão das palmas'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112500004091779820</id><published>2005-08-25T20:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:04:12.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom."</title><content type='html'>Jon Stewart, na &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.09/stewart.html?tw=wn_tophead_2"&gt;Wired&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tex, no &lt;a href="http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/concurso-da-cuspidela.html"&gt;Grupo do Cão&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112500004091779820?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112500004091779820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112500004091779820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/internet-is-just-world-passing-around.html' title='&quot;The Internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom.&quot;'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112496690668586328</id><published>2005-08-25T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T11:48:26.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>concurso da cuspidela</title><content type='html'>É impressão minha, ou os blogues portugueses opinion-makers são apensa um concurso a ver quem cospe mais longe? A fazer o que os portugueses fazem melhor: dizer mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venham os blogues positivos, sobre viagens (&lt;a href="http://sardinhamacau.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Árvore das Patacas&lt;/a&gt;), culinária, ciência, tecnologia,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por isso resolvi fazer um &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; a dizer mal desses mal-dizentes... Escumalha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112496690668586328?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112496690668586328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112496690668586328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/concurso-da-cuspidela.html' title='concurso da cuspidela'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112491085880603390</id><published>2005-08-24T20:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:14:48.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tosse</title><content type='html'>Encontro-me acometido por uma tosse de carácter seco, deveras agastante, que não dá mostras de querer retroceder. Por outro lado, só danço Tom Zé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/ze-1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112491085880603390?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112491085880603390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112491085880603390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/tosse.html' title='Tosse'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112489583236207542</id><published>2005-08-24T16:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T16:04:50.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os pés na terra e a cabeça no ar</title><content type='html'>Não gosto dos blogues que são apenas referências para artigos externos, mas esta que se segue é obrigatória:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma entrevista na Wired com o John Stewart (Daily Show - Commedy Central), em que ele, mais uma vez, faz a vida negra aos entrevistadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.09/stewart.html?tw=wn_tophead_2"&gt;http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.09/stewart.html?tw=wn_tophead_2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que é ilucidativo, mas de uma forma estranha e obscura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112489583236207542?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112489583236207542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112489583236207542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/os-ps-na-terra-e-cabea-no-ar.html' title='Os pés na terra e a cabeça no ar'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112484141380572649</id><published>2005-08-24T00:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:58:23.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Só Danço Tom Zé</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/ze.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112484141380572649?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112484141380572649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112484141380572649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/s-dano-tom-z.html' title='Só Danço Tom Zé'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112473528358602354</id><published>2005-08-22T19:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T19:28:03.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Geladinho Económico</title><content type='html'>É só pa dizer que o melhor é comecarem a trabalhar, antes que seja tarde. Quem nao quiser, na boa, nao trabalhe. Mas depois nao venha cá chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha, a Europa vai acabar. VAI ACABAR! A Uniao Soviética tb nao acabou? Subsídios, nícles! O guito vai-se todo, MAS TODO! Dinheirinho, dinheirinho? Só se for para o geladinho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112473528358602354?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112473528358602354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112473528358602354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-geladinho-econmico.html' title='O Geladinho Económico'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112446312278484334</id><published>2005-08-19T15:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T20:21:51.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coaching</title><content type='html'>Respect the cock and tame the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tame it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank TJ Mackey (1999)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112446312278484334?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112446312278484334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112446312278484334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/coaching.html' title='Coaching'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112316299338301423</id><published>2005-08-04T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:43:13.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo misturado</title><content type='html'>Mais &lt;a href="http://www.dnoticias.pt/default.asp?file_id=dn010110040805"&gt;uma boa&lt;/a&gt; do nosso amado mais-que-tudo, que vem comprovar, pela milionésima vez, que o governo, a administração pública e o PSD são uma e uma só coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta decisão nada tem de legal. E se houvesse dúvidas aqui fica a confissão do criminoso (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; Diário de Notícias).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querido Presidente da República: o que vai fazer sobre o assunto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Foi a passagem para o PS que afastou o treinador do comando do Pontassolense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dnoticias.pt/edicoes/fotos/040805/dn010110.jpg" style="float: left"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traidor. Foi assim que Alberto João Jardim classificou João Inácio, ex-treinador da equipa de futebol do Pontassolense e agora candidato do PS à Câmara da Ponta do Sol. O cavalheiro em causa é, segundo o líder dos social-democratas, um vira-casacas de última hora que, entre outras "elegâncias", assistiu a todas as reuniões de trabalho da comissão de freguesia do PSD da Ponta do Sol. Por isso, a única saída foi à maneira clássica. «Como Roma não paga a traidores», João Inácio foi dispensado do Pontassolense.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, no momento em que entregou no tribunal as listas de candidatos do concelho da Ponta do Sol, Alberto João Jardim foi muito claro sobre as razões que levaram ao afastamento de João Inácio do cargo de treinador. Foi por motivos políticos e, sobre isso, não deixou qualquer tipo de dúvidas. O presidente do PSD, no entanto, salientou que não foi só por ter mudado para o PS. Foi também pela traição de ter assistido a todas as reuniões de trabalho do partido, por fazer parte da comissão de freguesia. E, só depois de ficar a par de tudo, o ex-treinador do Pontassolense se decidiu pelo PS. Uma atitude lamentável, própria de traidor, de alguém que, para mais, tinha uma avença com a Câmara da Ponta do Sol e não se acanhou quando foi preciso pedir "cunhas" para familiares seus. Perante esta situação, o PSD não teve outro remédio que fazer como em Roma antiga: não pagar a traidores.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O presidente do PSD esclareceu ainda que a vida mudou na Ponta do Sol. Ao lado de Rui Marques, o candidato do partido, Alberto João Jardim disse que se virou uma página na Ponta do Sol, mas não escondeu que nem tudo correu bem durante a governação de António Lobo, o presidente da Câmara que foi detido no ano passado (ainda se encontra na cadeia preso preventivamente) por alegado envolvimento num caso de corrupção.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar desta sombra, os social-democratas acreditam numa vitória clara. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112316299338301423?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112316299338301423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112316299338301423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/tudo-misturado.html' title='Tudo misturado'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112309434623309820</id><published>2005-08-03T19:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:43:04.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Informação perfeitamente desnecessária</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=left border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#CB422A align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 26.67% Female, 73.33% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a total boy brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never like to get feelings too involved&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112309434623309820?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112309434623309820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112309434623309820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/informao-perfeitamente-desnecessria.html' title='Informação perfeitamente desnecessária'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112309387955516013</id><published>2005-08-03T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:31:19.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What gender is you brain?</title><content type='html'>Façam o &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;teste&lt;/a&gt;. No caso de resultados comprometedores, é chamar o Fernando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112309387955516013?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112309387955516013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112309387955516013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-gender-is-you-brain.html' title='What gender is you brain?'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112230136369271738</id><published>2005-07-25T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:22:31.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Certas e determinadas pessoas</title><content type='html'>Vejam o novo regulamento da CE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já parece o Gato Fedorento: "(...) certas e determinadas pessoas"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceram-se de mencionar pessoas associadas aos Irmãos Metralha, aos Dalton, ao Mancha Negra ou ao Capitão Gancho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Regulamento nº 1190/2005 de 23 de Julho de 2005&lt;br /&gt;JO L 193 - Série L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regulamento (CE) n.º 1190/2005 da Comissão, de 20 de Julho de 2005, que altera pela quadragésima oitava vez o Regulamento (CE) n.º 881/2002 do Conselho que institui certas medidas restritivas específicas &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;contra determinadas pessoas e entidades associadas a Osama Bin Laden, à rede Al Qaida e aos talibã&lt;/span&gt;, e que revoga o Regulamento (CE) n.º 467/2001 do Conselho&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112230136369271738?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112230136369271738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112230136369271738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/07/certas-e-determinadas-pessoas.html' title='Certas e determinadas pessoas'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400845036918482672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/127/7547/200/05-08-04_1935.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112140973136846922</id><published>2005-07-15T07:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T07:45:16.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GOGOLUCHO'S WAR - First BattleVictory--Hurrahhhhh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/dn012097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/dn012097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Providência cautelar suspende despachos da Câmara de St.ª Cruz para obra no Garajau &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O Tribunal Administrativo de Círculo do Funchal (TACF) julgou procedente um processo cautelar intentado por um vizinho e suspendeu a eficácia dos despachos emandos pela Câmara de Santa Cruz que autorizaram a construção de uma obra particular que está a nascer na Travessa dos Emigrantes, Sítio da Quinta e Fonte Mar, no leito do ribeiro sobranceiro à praia do Garajau.&lt;br /&gt;Alegaram os peticionários que a nova obra, encaixada nas margens do ribeiro (embora de caudal descontínuo), devido à profundidade da respectiva garganta, cuja altura média é, no mínimo, de dez metros, e apresentando o terreno, no local, um acentuado declive colocaria em perigo as construções e os bens vizinhos. Alegaram ainda que qualquer edificação no seio do respectivo leito está em permanente risco de inundação, danificação e deslizamento.&lt;br /&gt;Alegaram ainda que o lote estaria pré-destinada à construção de uma moradia unifamiliar quando estavam a ser erguidas 3 moradias em banda, em regime de propriedade horizontal, com 3 pisos em vez de dois, com uma área de construção de 1.392 m2 em vez de um máximo de 880 m2, ao arrepio de pareceres negativos e sem que a Direcção Regional de Hidráulica, da Secretaria Regional do Equipamento Social, fosse chamada a pronunciar-se.&lt;br /&gt;Na constestação, a Câmara de Santa Cruz alegou que, não há no local qualquer curso de água, mas apenas drenagem de águas pluviais. Mais disse que se ali corresse um ribeiro, pertenceria ao domínio público hídrico ou haveria uma servidão legal, o que nunca ocorreu.&lt;br /&gt;Na sentença de 28 de Junho último, o juiz do TACF (que foi ao local) não aceitou a argumentação da Câmara e lembrou a enxurrada que, há anos, tendo origem no referido ribeiro, quebrou em diversos pontos a estrada de acesso à Praia do Garajau, onde destruiu diversas barracas.&lt;br /&gt;Emanuel Silva&lt;br /&gt;Diário de Notícias da Madeira, edição de 14 de Julho de 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112140973136846922?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dnoticias.pt/default.asp?file_id=dn012097140705' title='GOGOLUCHO&apos;S WAR - First BattleVictory--Hurrahhhhh!!!!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112140973136846922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112140973136846922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/07/gogoluchos-war-first-battlevictory_15.html' title='GOGOLUCHO&apos;S WAR - First BattleVictory--Hurrahhhhh!!!!'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-112097317665435044</id><published>2005-07-10T06:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:32:13.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando eu era pequenino</title><content type='html'>Sítio do Pica-Pau-Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;música e letra: Gilberto Gil&lt;br /&gt;1976&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marmelada de banana&lt;br /&gt;Bananada de goiaba&lt;br /&gt;Goiabada de marmelo&lt;br /&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau-Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boneca de pano é gente&lt;br /&gt;Sabugo de milho é gente&lt;br /&gt;O sol nascente é tão belo&lt;br /&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau-Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rios de prata piratas&lt;br /&gt;Vôo sideral na mata&lt;br /&gt;Universo paralelo&lt;br /&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau-Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No país da fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Num estado de euforia&lt;br /&gt;Cidade Polichinelo&lt;br /&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau-Amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para ouvir: http://www.gilbertogil.com.br/sec_discografia_obra.php?id=187&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-112097317665435044?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.gilbertogil.com.br/sec_discografia_obra.php?id=187' title='Quando eu era pequenino'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112097317665435044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/112097317665435044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/07/quando-eu-era-pequenino.html' title='Quando eu era pequenino'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111960450632765106</id><published>2005-06-24T10:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:15:06.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>[i]</title><content type='html'>it may not always be so;and i say&lt;br /&gt;that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch&lt;br /&gt;another's,and your dear strong fingers clutch&lt;br /&gt;his heart,as mine in time not far away;&lt;br /&gt;if on another's face your sweet hair lay&lt;br /&gt;in such a silence as i know,or such&lt;br /&gt;great writhing words as,uttering overmuch,&lt;br /&gt;stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;if this should be,i say if this should be-&lt;br /&gt;you of my heart,send me a little word;&lt;br /&gt;that i may go unto him,and take his hands,&lt;br /&gt;saying,Accept all happiness from me.&lt;br /&gt;Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird&lt;br /&gt;sing terribly afar in the lost lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. e. cummings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111960450632765106?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111960450632765106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111960450632765106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/i.html' title='[i]'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111955898466754147</id><published>2005-06-23T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T21:36:24.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So' anda descalço quem quer</title><content type='html'>Neste site da Universidade de São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibvirt.futuro.usp.br/index.php"&gt;http://www.bibvirt.futuro.usp.br/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pode-se descarregar dezenas de clássicos de escritores brasileiros e portugueses, em HTML ou PDF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ta'-se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111955898466754147?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bibvirt.futuro.usp.br/index.php' title='So&apos; anda descalço quem quer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111955898466754147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111955898466754147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-anda-descalo-quem-quer.html' title='So&apos; anda descalço quem quer'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111937138071264319</id><published>2005-06-21T17:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:29:40.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bernardino ou No Tempo em que os Animais Falavam</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/bernardino_black2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111937138071264319?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111937138071264319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111937138071264319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/bernardino-ou-no-tempo-em-que-os.html' title='Bernardino ou No Tempo em que os Animais Falavam'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111891559824404611</id><published>2005-06-16T10:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:39:00.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outsourcing</title><content type='html'>Sempre que se fala em greve, lembro-me de um amigo que tinha uma namorada caprichosa. Ela, quando achava que não recebia todos os mimos devidos, fazia greve de sexo. Um dia, o meu amigo fartou-se. E foi outsourcing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111891559824404611?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111891559824404611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111891559824404611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/outsourcing.html' title='Outsourcing'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111876106668249379</id><published>2005-06-14T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:57:46.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipos de vida</title><content type='html'>Há uns diferentes dos outros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111876106668249379?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111876106668249379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111876106668249379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/tipos-de-vida.html' title='Tipos de vida'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111876092090587317</id><published>2005-06-14T15:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:55:20.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking sessions - Ovo estrelado</title><content type='html'>Põe-se um ovo bem grande numa frigideira e estrela-se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111876092090587317?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111876092090587317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111876092090587317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/cooking-sessions-ovo-estrelado.html' title='Cooking sessions - Ovo estrelado'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111801683335090055</id><published>2005-06-06T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:13:53.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Sessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/Untitled-5110.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111801683335090055?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111801683335090055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111801683335090055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/06/cooking-sessions.html' title='Cooking Sessions'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111709973265853839</id><published>2005-05-26T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T11:03:11.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Titulos da Eléctrica alvo de especulação</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/BenficaNr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/BenficaNr1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A entidade reguladora da bolsa anunciou que irá abrir um inquérito relativamente à recente subida estrondosa das acções da Eléctrica Nacional, logo a seguir à vitória do Esseelebê no campeonato de futebol. A tão esperada vitória dos encarnados mais famosos do mundo, quiçá da via láctea, provocou um aumento exponencial e inesperado da luminosidade produzida por milhões de lampiões espalhados pelo país. Até segunda feira passada, a Eléctrica Nacional debatia-se com problemas de liquidez e de facturação, pois os niveis de consumo de electricidade vinham a baixar de há 11 anos para cá. Responsáveis da empresa confidenciaram a este Diário do Dragão, que de Domingo para Segunda feira, o consumo de energia eléctrica subiu 1000%, obrigando a reforços em todas as estações, para não provcar uma quebra, que teria efeitos devastadores. "Foi uma noite louca, trabalhámos 7h de seguida..não ganhamos para isto", declarou um alto funcionário da empresa com lágrimas de lagarto, derivado do esforço intenso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na abertura da sessão de segunda feira, as cotações das acções da Eléctrica Nacional subiam já 20%, atingindo os 35% pelas 10h da manhã, altura em que as cotações foram suspensas. As acções continuavam suspensas até ao fecho desta edição, pois teme-se novo surto especulativo no jogo do Esseelebê para a taça.Um alto funcionário da autoridade reguladora dos mercados financeiros revelou-nos que os efeitos de uma dobradinha teriam resultados catastróficos na acção da energética, pois sete milhões de lampiões iriam dobrar a intensidade de luz e duplicar o consumo de energia eléctrica, podendo inclusivamente levar a uma ruptura dos stocks energéticos do país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Este Diário soube entretanto pelo mesmo alto funcionário, que a entidade reguladora suspeita de que uma certa empresa corretora estará por detrás do movimento especulativo. Três dos sócios principais terão tido acesso a "balneário information", que lhes terá indicado prognósticos antes do fim do jogo favoráveis ao Esseelebê. John Misha, Bazenga Cyclops e Peter Savimbi são os nomes referenciados.&lt;br /&gt;O Governo entretanto declarou já lei marcial, a vigorar num período de 36 horas após o fim do jogo, não vá o gajo vermelho com cornos tecê-las. O primeiro ministro Fócrates teme pela economia nacional, pelas reservas energéticas e pela ordem púbica. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111709973265853839?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111709973265853839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111709973265853839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/05/titulos-da-elctrica-alvo-de-especulao.html' title='Titulos da Eléctrica alvo de especulação'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111688963517178377</id><published>2005-05-24T00:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:53:31.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bola do Monico</title><content type='html'>So queria dar os parabens aos benfiquistas. Mas tenho pena de ter visto o lance do penalti a favor do Benfica, contra o Boavista. Aquilo nao era penalti, muito menos no Porto. E no jogo Benfica-Sporting a falta que da' o golo do Benfica tambem nao existe. O jogador numero 33 do Benfica, esse filha da puta, atirou-se para o chao. Ou seja, o Benfica ganhou ajudado. Alias, isso toda a gente sabe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente, nem tudo e' inventado no futebol, embora seja preciso procurar. Mas existe verdade em alguns sitios, como e' grande exemplo o monumental frango do Ricardo, esse nervosinho, contra o Benfica. Mas, la'esta', se a falta nao tivesse sido assinalada, nada disto tinha acontecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em conclusao, fico muito contente porque a maioria dos caninos deste blog e', com efeito, benfiquista. Por isso, um grande abraco para eles, muito embora, MUITO EMBORA, A MERDA DO PENALTI NAO TENHA EXISTIDO E A FALTA TAMBEM NAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111688963517178377?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111688963517178377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111688963517178377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/05/bola-do-monico.html' title='A Bola do Monico'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111683211017151745</id><published>2005-05-23T08:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T08:25:59.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Force is Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/Star%20wars1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/Star%20wars1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente chegou ao fim a saga iniciada em 1977..e que fim! Acho que desta vez, George Lucas conseguiu se redimir do primeiro episódio da segunda trilogia, malfadado pela irritante personagem Jar Jar Binks (que neste episódio nem fala!) e pela péssima escolha do actor para fazer de Anakin Skywalker. Notou-se que no segundo episódio a qualidade já se aproximava da primeira trilogia, mas agora deu o salto qualitativo necessário. As cenas de luta e batalha estão fantásticas, as lutas estão boas, as interpretações, bem, não se pode exigir muito num filme destes, mas acho que não comprometem. Penso que falhou foi na dramatização da transformação de Anakin Skywalker em Darth Vader, mas isso fica diluido no resto do filme...e as ligações e explicações de certos pormenores dos filmes seguintes ficam esclarecidos neste episódio III. Hoje, inclusivamente vou vê-lo de novo!Agora, fica a curiosidade aguçada pela série televisiva, que vai contar a história entre o episódio III e IV...Ome, a Força afinal continua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111683211017151745?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111683211017151745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111683211017151745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/05/force-is-complete.html' title='The Force is Complete'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111586657659805148</id><published>2005-05-12T03:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:38:18.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deveremos oferecer livros e revistas sobre cães, a quem já os tenha???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/tn_mmascote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/tn_mmascote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inauguro aqui mais este espaço de reflexão sobre este problema da actualidade, que acredito, em breve dominará a atenção mundial, sobrepondo-se a problemas menores, como a guerra, o buraco de ozono, a sobrepopulação mundial, as epidemias, a pobreza, etc, tudo coisas menores quando comparando com este dilema existencial!A CNN prepara brevemente uma rúbrica bi-dária que focará este assunto, em vários países do mundo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111586657659805148?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111586657659805148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111586657659805148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/05/deveremos-oferecer-livros-e-revistas.html' title='Deveremos oferecer livros e revistas sobre cães, a quem já os tenha???'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111515639368557476</id><published>2005-05-03T22:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:14:30.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Ze' da Europa</title><content type='html'>Mestre Mourinho 'a BBC: "The moral of the story is not to listen to those who tell you not to play the violin but stick to the tambourine".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111515639368557476?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111515639368557476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111515639368557476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-ze-da-europa.html' title='O Ze&apos; da Europa'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111470770222930855</id><published>2005-04-28T18:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:40:06.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Soupes de Sardin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/A%20Delcia!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/A%20Delcia%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inicio agora uma nova rúbrica neste espaço canino: o da culinária..Lanço agora o desafio ao resto da matilha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ora bem...para fazer esta deliciosa sopa irão necessitar de 1 alho francês, 2 batatas médias, 1 cenoura média,250 gr abóbora, um molho de feijão verde, azeite, sal.Começam por cortar o alho francês aos bocadinhos (só a parte branca) e deitam-no numa panela com um fio de azeite e levam ao lume a alourar.Cortam o resto dos ingredientes aos bocados (lavando-os bem, claro!), mas deixando 1/3 do feijão verde cortado de lado. Quando o alho françês ficar louro,apaguem o lume temporáriamente.Logo de seguida juntem os legumes cortados aos bocados e juntem também àgua a gosto..temperem igualmente com sal a gosto e deixem a cozer. Numa panela à parte cozam o feijão verde que puseram de lado. Quando tudo ficar cozido, passem a varinha mágica pela panela que tinha os legumes cortados, ralando-os bem. De seguida juntem o feijão verde cortado aos bocados e deixem ferver mais um pouco..e fica pronto!!!Uma delícia...yammy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111470770222930855?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111470770222930855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111470770222930855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/04/les-soupes-de-sardin.html' title='Les Soupes de Sardin'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111393339597868411</id><published>2005-04-19T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:56:35.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A razao do meu desespero</title><content type='html'>Nao só o Papa! Alemao? Foij...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta página já nao é o que era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estao a faltar... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AS CRÍTICAS AOS FILMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111393339597868411?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111393339597868411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111393339597868411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/04/razao-do-meu-desespero.html' title='A razao do meu desespero'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111327109267880618</id><published>2005-04-12T02:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T02:59:26.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How to really learn portuguese</title><content type='html'>For those of you interested in learning portuguese,I leave you with a (literaly) translated conversation between two people so you can get a hold on some figures of speech. Hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So, shovel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How is it going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's been a long time since I've put the view on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yea. Oh, shovel, I bought a new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, I'm living in the middle of the ass of Judas now! Now, imagine that the place doesn't even have public lighting! At night you can't even see the tip of a horn! Now I have to go around "oh uncle, oh uncle" for them to put there a public lighting post. I went to the Together of Parish to complain about that and they immediately started throwing mouths, asking if I really had to go to live in a hole like that, where Judas lost his boots. Man, I completely passed myself from the gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hey, mine, put yourself slim! The only thing they will do is tell you to go around the great billiards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What, but have we reached the wood, or what? That would be sweet!&lt;br /&gt;They should put themselves at stick, because I'm not afraid of them!&lt;br /&gt;That is the side to which I sleep better. With me they don't make flour and I find well that they don't arm themselves to the cuckoos, because I won't give my arm to twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But have you been there to talk with anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I went there to speak with the President and he stayed looking at me like an ox to the palace. He told me to put myself at miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You're passing yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At serious, mine! The guy started to arm himself in racing parrot, saying that donkey's voices don't reach the sky and telling me to put myself in the bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And what did you tell him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I told him this: "Bad Mary! You guys don't even now how you got here – you don't see an ox of this sh*t! One guy comes here and you immediately start belching slices of hake. You are all the same sh*t, only the smell is different: you neither f*ck nor get out of the top."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hey, big scene. And what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First he said that I could speak at ease, because the dogs bark and the caravan goes by and then he told me to go comb monkeys to China.&lt;br /&gt;But when he saw that I was passing myself from the horns, he started with a high conversation, terreeteetee, sparrows to the nest, that I should have calm, and so on. Yes, because if I really would pass myself, all that **** would go with the pigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Alright, alright. Let's change the topic. Have you already fixed a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hey, mine, I think I have. I met a chick who is good as corn and I immediately started dragging the wing to her, but when I went to see, she had put herself in the little female of garlic. At the next weekend I found her again and I made myself to the floor again. First she armed herself in racing stickface, but then she came eating at my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That's how it tastes better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ya, it fell like cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And the chick, is she really good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well, actually she isn't there a big shotgun, but one can eat it.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have a dog, hunts with a cat, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And have you already made yourself to the steak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you armed in silly, or what? You are here you are there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sorry. And the chick, has she already lost the three?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hey shovel, go look if it is raining. Or then go see if I'm over there at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Say there, mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, shovel, it's like this: I still didn't do it because Benfica Lisbon is playing at home, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ready, you just climbed on my scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You already know that I don't leave my credits in foreign hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ok. So, I will be going, I must go to the chop chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And I'm going to the morphs, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- See ya. Doors yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Until the sight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111327109267880618?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111327109267880618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111327109267880618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-to-really-learn-portuguese.html' title='How to really learn portuguese'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111263087842261669</id><published>2005-04-04T17:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:07:58.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Autch!!!</title><content type='html'>Essa doeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê lá se páras com isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morto está o ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caím, Caím...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele está é a dormir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudações Caninas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111263087842261669?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111263087842261669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111263087842261669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/04/autch.html' title='Autch!!!'/><author><name>Cão de Fila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07670103176215109652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111246393955215150</id><published>2005-04-02T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:42:15.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Este cão está morto...</title><content type='html'>Batam-lhe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111246393955215150?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111246393955215150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111246393955215150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/04/este-co-est-morto.html' title='Este cão está morto...'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111163123425891800</id><published>2005-03-24T02:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T02:27:46.666Z</updated><title type='text'>Canzione</title><content type='html'>de nada vale amor que mero&lt;br /&gt;ocupa verso e rima: se vero&lt;br /&gt;não poupa: se raro preocupa&lt;br /&gt;amor que vale arde e machuca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se é chama volteia como quero&lt;br /&gt;se dura se trai in natura: erro&lt;br /&gt;sei que não sei: amor mor se matura&lt;br /&gt;e da própria substância se satura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;requer já outro amor que cumpra&lt;br /&gt;prometa mais ventura: pois nunca&lt;br /&gt;mesmo a cumprirá: falho em candura&lt;br /&gt;de amor se cai de suma altura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;António Fernando de Franceschi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111163123425891800?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111163123425891800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111163123425891800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/03/canzione.html' title='Canzione'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-111048541775196699</id><published>2005-03-10T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-10T20:18:49.806Z</updated><title type='text'>(des)CLASSIFICADOS</title><content type='html'>Há dias, afligiram-se umas tantas almas com a pública recusa de um padre em dar a comunhão a certos pecadores empedernidos. Mas afligiram-se porquê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Igreja, como qualquer associação livre e espontânea de pessoas, tem todo o direito de só reconhecer entre os seus quem bem entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos aqueles que se sentem ofendidos por se verem excluídos da comunidade da qual tão ligeiramente julgavam fazer parte, devem lembrar-se que para um verdadeiro benfiquista não basta pagar as cotas ou vestir o cachecol ao fim-de-semana, é preciso ser também um bom pai de família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como pode alguém ser católico mas “discordar de muitas coisas que diz a Igreja Católica”? É como ser, digamos, comunista e discordar da ideologia do PCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, mais extraordinário que o anúncio do Padre Nuno Serras Pereira, é o silêncio da própria Igreja Católica. E é extraordinário porque não é inocente. Porque é sinal da consciência que a Igreja tem de que, no momento em que abandonar esses pecadores empedernidos, deixa de, sobre eles, poder exercer qualquer poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isso, naturalmente, não lhe interessa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-111048541775196699?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111048541775196699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/111048541775196699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/03/desclassificados.html' title='(des)CLASSIFICADOS'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110967808836490837</id><published>2005-03-01T11:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:01:24.900Z</updated><title type='text'>snow white (I can't take my eyes off you)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/grupodocao/neve.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110967808836490837?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110967808836490837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110967808836490837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/03/snow-white-i-cant-take-my-eyes-off-you.html' title='snow white (I can&apos;t take my eyes off you)'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110927225622899258</id><published>2005-02-24T18:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:10:56.230Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos Mordazes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"O futuro permanece escondido até dos homens que o fazem."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: France , Anatole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que os nosso governantes então cientes do do nosso futuro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A liderança é a capacidade de conseguir que as pessoas façam o que não querem fazer e gostem de o fazer."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Truman , Harry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que nós estamos cientes dos nossos governantes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Saber exactamente qual a parte do futuro que pode ser introduzida no presente é o segredo de um bom governo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Hugo , Victor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A esperança é a ultima a morrer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cão de Fila&lt;/span&gt;. Sempre a morder os calcanhares do poder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.citador.pt"&gt;www.citador.pt&lt;/a&gt; - A maior base de citações em português na internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110927225622899258?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110927225622899258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110927225622899258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/pensamentos-mordazes.html' title='Pensamentos Mordazes'/><author><name>Cão de Fila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07670103176215109652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110916505804080745</id><published>2005-02-23T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-23T13:25:47.563Z</updated><title type='text'>O Homem que Mordeu o Cão</title><content type='html'>Na Madeira, pela primeira vez, o PS elegeu tantos deputados como o PSD para a AR. 3 para 3. Em percentagens, o PSD teve cerca de 45% contra 35% do PS. Sendo esta, se não me engano, a primeira vez que o partido de AJJ conseguiu menos de 50% dos votos contados, independentemente do tipo de eleição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um jornal titula "A Madeira Não Virou à Esquerda" e destaca a superioridade percentual do PSD. Outro contrapõe destaque ao 3-3 em mandatos e titula, nas páginas do Nacional, "O PSD Não Conta Para Nada" assinalando a viabilidade de uma revisão constitucional poder ser levada a cabo apenas com os votos da esquerda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem ainda não tenha aprendido a primeira lição do jornalista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110916505804080745?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110916505804080745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110916505804080745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-homem-que-mordeu-o-co.html' title='O Homem que Mordeu o Cão'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110858003837450972</id><published>2005-02-16T18:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:55:15.243Z</updated><title type='text'>Da ca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/pic12316.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110858003837450972?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110858003837450972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110858003837450972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/da-ca.html' title='Da ca!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110858000939874086</id><published>2005-02-16T18:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:54:45.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Toma la!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/bule_dogue/pic00778.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110858000939874086?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110858000939874086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110858000939874086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/toma-la.html' title='Toma la!'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110843576287056001</id><published>2005-02-15T02:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-15T02:53:39.420Z</updated><title type='text'>O CÃO VILHÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/150-5066_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/150-5066_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo aqui de cá de longe, o cão oriental vai acompanhando as novidades da terra, seja através dos pasquins regionais online, seja por outros métodos!Farejando sempre, o sabujo chinês consegue estar sempre em cima do acontecimento!Mas qual rafeiro abandonado, sinto muita falta de todos aí na terrinha (ganidos de canídeo embarcado), mas fico mais próximo quando recebo noticias/fotos vossas. Senti falta do Carnaval, mas penso que aí se divertiram bastante e também tive pena de não estar na festa de recepção do cão ciclópico ao clube dos 30, cão este tornado cão vilhoa na noite dos travestis.O meu carnaval foi passado a trabalhar, mas depois ainda compensei com uma viagem à Coreia do Sul para fazer ski, pois de dia 9 a 11 de fevereiro ninguem trabalha por aqui (ano novo chinês, este ano, o ano do Galo).Mas poderão ler mais sobre isso na &lt;a href="http://sardinhamacau.blogspot.com"&gt;Árvore das Patacas &lt;/a&gt;(brevemente)..já agora, resto dos cães embarcados (vale também para os cães continentais), contem-nos as vossas experiencias, ouçam o apelo do Cão Misha, e ladrem muito, muito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110843576287056001?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110843576287056001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110843576287056001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-co-vilho.html' title='O CÃO VILHÃO'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110724018587955833</id><published>2005-02-01T06:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-01T06:48:56.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Alexander, the Great????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/640/alexander16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/2004/400/alexander16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great banhada, isso sim. Onde está o Oliver Stone de Platoon, Wall Street, Natural Born Killers, JFK,The Doors,etc?? O melhor do filme são os cenários e o guarda roupa, de resto não se aproveita. É muito demorado, o filme perde velocidade, os dialogos são maçadores..e a escolha dos actores...bem, vejam e depois digam..mas é melhor verem só em DVD ou por download (peçam ao Cão Ciclópico), vale a pena ver pela história (mas não pelo argumento).Quanto aos actores: os principais (Colin Farrel, Angelina Jolie, Val Kilmer, Jared Leto), deviam ter vergonha de tão maus que foram!Já fizeram bem melhor!Aproveitam-se os outros que não tiveram hipótese de muito protagonismo.Enfim, agora é esperar pela versão do Baz Luhrman (Moulin Rouge, Romeo+Juliet), essa concerteza será completamente alucinada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110724018587955833?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110724018587955833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110724018587955833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/02/alexander-great.html' title='Alexander, the Great????'/><author><name>El_Rugas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110717933853487110</id><published>2005-01-31T13:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-31T13:50:03.240Z</updated><title type='text'>DE LA ORGY</title><content type='html'>- The first time around, I didn't quite understand the new style of speak.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't worry. We can fix that &lt;a href="http://jornal.publico.pt/2005/01/30/Nacional/P01.html"&gt;right now&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110717933853487110?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110717933853487110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110717933853487110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/01/de-la-orgy.html' title='DE LA ORGY'/><author><name>Rodrigo Pestana dos Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01933981121702936784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110635644349480951</id><published>2005-01-21T22:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-22T01:17:57.360Z</updated><title type='text'>O meu presente de Natal</title><content type='html'>Meus amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez se lembrem de vos ter falado de um filme publicitario que eu acho simplesmente magnifico. E' o do Citroen C4 e, pelos vistos, nao da' ai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois aqui esta'. Tambem este filme primeiro estranha-se, depois entranha-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' o melhor anuncio de televisao de que eu me lembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citroen.co.uk/c4/homepage.asp?pagetype=c4"&gt;http://www.citroen.co.uk/c4/homepage.asp?pagetype=c4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliquem em "see the tv ad". Tem de ouvir com som. SOM ALTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110635644349480951?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.citroen.co.uk/c4/homepage.asp?pagetype=c4' title='O meu presente de Natal'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110635644349480951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110635644349480951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-meu-presente-de-natal.html' title='O meu presente de Natal'/><author><name>Cão Danado</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17984904757024514638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110605432182302325</id><published>2005-01-18T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T13:18:41.823Z</updated><title type='text'>jaimiiinhe, jaimiiinheee</title><content type='html'>este trailer do cinema independente insular, narra a historia de um jovem rejeitado q se lançou nos trilhos da vida empresarial como um humilde vendedor de sifoes, mas q, fruto da sua sagacidade, trepou a montanha. o seu espirito empreendedor, apenas comparavel com a sua candura sao um exemplo de q e possivel triunfar na vida sem espesinhar ninguem, sempre com um espirito positivo para superar as dificuldades q sempre se deparam aos puros de coracao. &lt;br /&gt;hoje, este jovem cresceu, e com ele o seu negocio de sifoes. tem uma familia grande, alguns dos quais tb aderiram ao negocio de venda de sanitarios. e de esperar novas sequelas de quem tem tanto para dar ao humor portugues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate la...&lt;br /&gt;bazenga - cao ciclopico&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110605432182302325?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110605432182302325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110605432182302325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/01/jaimiiinhe-jaimiiinheee.html' title='jaimiiinhe, jaimiiinheee'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110600909623167982</id><published>2005-01-18T01:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T00:47:33.266Z</updated><title type='text'>PEQUENOS PRAZERES CANINOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O jornal do pequeno-almoço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um luxo paradoxal. Comungar com o mundo na paz mais perfeita, no aroma do café. No jornal há sobretudo horrores, guerras, acidentes. Ouvir as mesmas notícias na rádio seria já precipitarmo-nos sobre o stress das frase marteladas a murro. Com o jornal é exactamente o oposto. Desbdobramo-lo melhor ou pior sobre a mesa da cozinha, entre a torradeira e a manteigueira. registamos vagamente a violência do século, mas ela cheira a compota de groselha, a chocolate, a pão torrado. O jornal, em si mesmo, é já pacificador. Não descobrimos nele o dia, nem a realidade. Sob a perenidade da faixa do título, as catástrofes do presente tornam-se relativas. Elas estão lá apenas para apimentarem a serenidade do ritual. A amplitude das páginas, o atulhamento da malga do café, permitem somente uma leitura poisada. Viramos as páginas acauteladamente, com uma lentidão reveladora: trata-se menos absorvermos o conteúdo do que de aproveitarmos ao máximo o continente.&lt;br /&gt;Nos filmes, os jornais são muitas vezes simbolizados pelo frenesim das rotativas, pelos gritos alvoraçados dos vendedores na rua. Mas o jornal que descobrimos de manhãzinha na nossa caixa do correio não tem a mesma febre. Ele conta as notícias de ontem: este falso presente parece vindo de uma noite de sono. E, depois, as rubricas sensatas contam mais do que o sensacional. Lemos a meteorologia, e é de uma abstracção muito doce: em vez de espreitarmos lá fora os sinais evidentes do dia, infundimo-los de dentro, no amargor açucarado do café. A página de desporto, sobretudo, é imutável e reconfortante: as derrotas são sempre seguidas por esperanças de desforra, os prazos renovam-se antes que as tristezas sejam consumidas... Não se passa nada no jornal do pequeno-almoço, e é por isso que nos precipitamos sobre ele. Prolongamos nele o sabor do café quente, do pão torrado. Lemos nele que o mundo é todo parecido e que o dia não tem pressa de começar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by &lt;/em&gt;Philippe Delerm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110600909623167982?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110600909623167982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110600909623167982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/01/pequenos-prazeres-caninos.html' title='PEQUENOS PRAZERES CANINOS'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311070980165928733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6759975.post-110600684904717805</id><published>2005-01-18T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T00:47:05.790Z</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMENTO DA SEMANA</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Os homens mentiriam muito menos se as mulheres fizessem menos perguntas&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max Nunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6759975-110600684904717805?l=grupodocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110600684904717805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6759975/posts/default/110600684904717805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grupodocao.blogspot.com/2005/01/pensamento-da-semana.html' title='PENSAMENTO DA SEMANA'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311070980165928733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
