<?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-24180264</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:58:22.415+01:00</updated><category term='advertising space'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='festas'/><category term='verão'/><category term='férias'/><category term='carnaval'/><category term='me'/><category term='gajos bons'/><category term='leitura'/><category term='movies'/><category term='gajas boas'/><category term='pieguices'/><category term='coisas'/><category term='tentações'/><category term='mundo'/><category term='blogosfera'/><category term='música'/><category term='amor'/><category term='photos'/><category term='séries'/><category term='blog'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='teste'/><category term='fumantes'/><category term='vida'/><category term='locais in'/><category term='boas novas'/><category term='filhotes'/><category term='natal'/><category term='divas'/><category term='myself and i'/><category term='cultura'/><category term='monica bellucci'/><category term='saúde'/><category term='parvoíces'/><category term='Leonardo di Caprio'/><category term='bola'/><category term='dias'/><category term='friends will be friends'/><category term='humor'/><category term='vipes'/><title type='text'>Saltos Rasantes</title><subtitle type='html'>VaLe tUdo... mEnoS tIraR OlHos! aH, E sALtaR sEm RedE...SempRe!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4549920214067626713</id><published>2007-12-28T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:18:18.346Z</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este estaminé vai tirar uma licença sem termo, adorei a experiência de criar este espaço e dar-lhe o meu cunho pessoal mas sinceramente já algum tempo que me faltava a inspiração inicial para continuar com o mesmo ritmo que julgo ser o que alimenta um blogue, conheci pessoas formidáveis através da blogosfera e agradeço-lhes a pachorra que tiveram comigo quando as chateava para me ajudarem a "compôr" este local. Por aqui passaram trivialidades, novidades, gente bonita, gestos de amizade, desabafos...ter a certeza que parar é a melhor opção deixa-me mais liberta da pressão que um blogue carrega de ser actualizado com frequência. A todos aqueles que mantêm os seus espaços pessoais tão giros de visitar diariamente dou-lhes os meus parabéns por alimentarem um projecto pessoal com energia constante, poderia enumerar vários mas não o vou fazer pois sabem que continuarei a dar uns lamirés por lá.&lt;br /&gt;Bom ano de 2008 para todos nós gente com boa onda que procuramos partilhar com o mundo aquilo que nos alimenta a alma, o bom, o mau e até o indiferente...Xau!!!&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/24180264-4549920214067626713?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4549920214067626713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4549920214067626713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/12/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-3466537476324821716</id><published>2007-12-23T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:10:33.857Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>Shadow of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHbmtb22s8k&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHbmtb22s8k&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os atrasadinhos do costume (eu incluo-me sempre nesta fatia) que deixam para o natal comprar as prendas de natal, esta é a proposta daqui do estaminé: música. Calha sempre bem, faz-nos pensar na pessoa alvo da prenda e quais os gostos musicais da cada um, é um óptimo exercício anti-coisas banais que não fazem falta nenhuma, o som é a banda sonora das nossas vidas e o resto é conversa...posto isto fica uma ideia, o albúm dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Likin Park&lt;/span&gt; está fabuloso, tem uma faixa linda, linda que fica aqui para ouvir e para ver, o vídeo é interessante, em suma vejam e tirem as vossas próprias conclusões porque o Natal não é só paz, amor e barriga cheia...a todos os que não têm oportunidade na vida de gozar uns dias de "tudo do bom" desejo-lhes um futuro menos triste e menos injusto. Bom Natal.&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/24180264-3466537476324821716?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3466537476324821716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3466537476324821716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/12/shadow-of-day.html' title='Shadow of the day'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-7924578998818888969</id><published>2007-12-21T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:05:04.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Mano e mana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Olha mãe deram 5€ à mana e 5€ a mim...mas como a mana tem menos dinheiro no mealheiro dela eu dei-lhe os meus 5€...&lt;br /&gt;- Ahh...pois...fizeste bem...-foram as palavras que me sairam enquanto o abracei e pensei que este moço é um piratinha lindo com um coração do tamanho do mundo...comoveu-me...&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/24180264-7924578998818888969?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7924578998818888969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7924578998818888969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/12/mano-e-mana.html' title='Mano e mana'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-728797583182543362</id><published>2007-12-10T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:31.882Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends will be friends'/><title type='text'>A desforra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R13OsFZQj_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aL0XIvdcbas/s1600-h/100_1369a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R13OsFZQj_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aL0XIvdcbas/s400/100_1369a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142493606284660722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É assim a vidinha, ensinaram-na a jogar agora aturem-na...e para quando a próxima jogatana de UNO?? Eheheheheh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-728797583182543362?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/728797583182543362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/728797583182543362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/12/desforra.html' title='A desforra'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R13OsFZQj_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/aL0XIvdcbas/s72-c/100_1369a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1940303926308310739</id><published>2007-12-04T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:32.003Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>Agora sim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R1SrCeRg2wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sZwUpeHfGOs/s1600-R/1331802652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R1SrCeRg2wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sZADw0_BrlA/s400/1331802652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139921133711186690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...já é Natal cá em casa! Esteve complicado, diria mesmo muito complicado...filhotes muito ansiosos para a realização da dita montagem e decoração da árvore, a mãe sem vagar para a tarefa árdua de enfeitar uma sra. árvore com quase 2m de altura, enfim a coisa lá se desenvolveu com a mãozinha imprescindível da titia (obrigadinho, e pró ano já sabes...), ficaram tão contentes que aposto que amanhã é tema a abordar com a excitação que lhes é própria (já os estou a imaginar):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Já tenho a árvore de Natal montada, e tu? Não me digas que ainda não tens? Vai moer a tua mãe, e se ela não tiver tempo arranja uma tia porreira...eheheheheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1940303926308310739?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1940303926308310739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1940303926308310739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/12/agora-sim.html' title='Agora sim...'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R1SrCeRg2wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sZADw0_BrlA/s72-c/1331802652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7597041119010657641</id><published>2007-11-27T17:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:32.123Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monica bellucci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>El Tango ou talvez não</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R0xRCkWutxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/U0xiqNZNNLc/s1600-h/monicabelluccilisboa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R0xRCkWutxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/U0xiqNZNNLc/s400/monicabelluccilisboa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137570379483494162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monica Bellucci e José Fidalgo, para Intimissimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tal não é a sorte deste tipo, fazer um anúncio com a Diva mais Diva de todas as Divas...e ainda por cima com direito a agarrar, apertar, tocar e sabe-se lá mais o quê...&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/24180264-7597041119010657641?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7597041119010657641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7597041119010657641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/el-tango-ou-talvez-no.html' title='El Tango ou talvez não'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/R0xRCkWutxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/U0xiqNZNNLc/s72-c/monicabelluccilisboa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1439872217629944876</id><published>2007-11-26T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:01:45.768Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Dolce &amp; Gabbana Jewels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIb2_gREzSI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIb2_gREzSI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se explica à malta mais pequena esta cena quando passa quase em simultâneo com o mundo dos brinquedos da Popota??? Fica difícil encadear um assunto sério como o da homossexualidade com um sem fim de anúncios a brinquedos...as jóias são bonitas, lá isso são...&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/24180264-1439872217629944876?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1439872217629944876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1439872217629944876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/dolce-gabbana-jewels.html' title='Dolce &amp; Gabbana Jewels'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-3765448477370408829</id><published>2007-11-22T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T16:41:20.390Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Bonita</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zLJ0pWSHSo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6zLJ0pWSHSo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keane&lt;/span&gt; agarraram em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With or Without You&lt;/span&gt; dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U2&lt;/span&gt; e o resultado é bonito, a canção é linda e sempre será, falta a esta versão a alma de Bono mas mesmo assim os rapazes não "estragaram" a música como algumas vezes acontece com remakes, gostei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-3765448477370408829?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3765448477370408829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3765448477370408829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/bonita.html' title='Bonita'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-1179936146486794574</id><published>2007-11-16T17:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:27:58.718Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Young folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vídeo engraçado e musiquinha contagiante de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter, Bjorn &amp;amp; John&lt;/span&gt;. Sei que já ouvi este som num anúncio de telemóveis ou PSP (playstation nada de confusões), mas sinceramente não malembro.&lt;br /&gt;Para assobiar por aí...bom fim de semana.&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/24180264-1179936146486794574?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1179936146486794574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1179936146486794574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/young-folks.html' title='Young folks'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-4220834079889526501</id><published>2007-11-13T00:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:38:50.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Há dias assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nem sempre os dias começam bem, mas começar mal é o quê? Chatearmo-nos só porque o despertador toca? Ter precalços no duche? Entornar a caneca do leite ao tirá-la do microondas porque sai a ferver? Pensar em vestir a blusa verde e deparar-se com a surpresa que ainda se encontra no cesto da roupa suja, porque "alguém" se esqueceu de a pôr a lavar? Com isto tudo olhar para o relógio e constatar que já se está super atrasada???? Ora bolas, se isto é começar mal o dia que dirá alguém que acorda num local que não é a sua casa, onde as pessoas que deambulam à sua volta ou estão de pijama enrugado ou envergam umas fardas tipicamante sem graça, sem cor...e rodam pensamentos e perguntas na sua cabeça que por mais explicitos que sejam parece não agradar nenhuma das respostas. Eu vivo com esta realidade e sempre que tenho que comunicar com alguém que precisa das minhas palavras para amenizar o despertar sinto-me fraquinha, não que não seja capaz de dar de mim tudo o que posso mas continuo sempre com a sensação que podia ter sido melhor, talvez não. Talvez seja eu. Talvez consiga mesmo transmitir serenidade. Eu procuro acreditar que sim, que as palavras que hoje brotaram de mim tenham ajudado alguém a enfrentar um dia que de certo ia ser complicado. Ouvir palavras de receio e incerteza deixam-me zonza, procuro não o transparecer mas projecto em mim de imediato aquela sensação de aperto no peito, na minha maneira muito pessoal de ser tento libertar coisas positivas, nunca deixando que o diálogo roce a tristeza e a falta de alento, isso não permito enquanto me entender como sou, se estivermos mal e nos reforçarem esse sentimento estaremos a entrar  numa espiral de desesperança vã, quando afinal apenas precisamos de uma forcinha para entendermos que se há um lado negativo nas coisas também há um positivo, nos momentos de crise ganham-se forças superiores e algum sentido para vida. Ou não fosse a busca desse sentido que nos faz todos os dias enfrentar os obstáculos semeados por aí à espera que tropecemos neles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-4220834079889526501?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4220834079889526501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4220834079889526501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/h-dias-assim.html' title='Há dias assim'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-5383891185503186035</id><published>2007-11-06T23:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:44:11.011Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Into the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA5m7Qr-c3U&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA5m7Qr-c3U&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh coisa linda, quando se juntam cromos do calibre de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carlos Santana&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chad Kroeger&lt;/span&gt; (Nickelback) só pode dar nisto, que som caliente e bombástico...é de ouvir e...ouvir mais, impossível não abanar o corpinho.&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/24180264-5383891185503186035?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5383891185503186035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5383891185503186035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/into-night.html' title='Into the night'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-618853007311147084</id><published>2007-11-06T10:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:32.351Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Estamos em...Novembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RzA-wNiyrlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/W15RktMdNLA/s1600-h/UmaThurman05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RzA-wNiyrlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/W15RktMdNLA/s400/UmaThurman05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129668973565226578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alguém falou que Novembro é sinónimo de frio?? Nããã...eu bem me parecia...pelo menos esta é a imagem que se vê do meu terraço, a vizinha está encalmada...&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/24180264-618853007311147084?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/618853007311147084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/618853007311147084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/11/estamos-emnovembro.html' title='Estamos em...Novembro'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RzA-wNiyrlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/W15RktMdNLA/s72-c/UmaThurman05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1185387200748290766</id><published>2007-10-30T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:32.564Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tentações'/><title type='text'>Tentação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RydsytiyrjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HYn9hBRTsdw/s1600-h/k_c190_748_5_xl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RydsytiyrjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HYn9hBRTsdw/s400/k_c190_748_5_xl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127186319259381298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta maravilha tira-me do sério...só tem um pormenor feio...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1185387200748290766?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1185387200748290766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1185387200748290766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/tentao.html' title='Tentação'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RydsytiyrjI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HYn9hBRTsdw/s72-c/k_c190_748_5_xl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8382753308806040015</id><published>2007-10-25T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:38:38.415+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Buenísimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTW9muzXeJo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTW9muzXeJo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta rapaziada está de volta às lides, terminam esta semana uma tour que parece ter sido espectacular (pensar que tocaram em Sevilha na sexta passada, aqui tão pertinho...), cuscando as andanças dos moços deparei-me com a bela surpresa que El País tem para oferecer, ou seja, uma colectânea dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes del Silêncio&lt;/span&gt; desde os primeiros êxitos em 1987, ora bem o 1º CD é oferta já no domingo e os restantes sairão aos jueves (quinta-feira em alentejano) pela módica quantia de cerca de 9€. Tá claro que eu já encomendei o jornalito de domingo, será o albúm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sendero de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Traicion&lt;/span&gt; do qual esta pérola &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Entre dos tierras"&lt;/span&gt; foi a canção que marcou o arranque duma carreira sempre a bombar destes heroes do rock espanhol, eu tinha a cassete (não sei o que é feito dela) que me acompanhou em várias aventuras e estas musiquinhas trazem-me recordações muito bonitas, divertidas e sobretudo felizes.&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/24180264-8382753308806040015?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8382753308806040015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8382753308806040015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/buensimo.html' title='Buenísimo'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-3812343160155213645</id><published>2007-10-22T16:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:32.700Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monica bellucci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajas boas'/><title type='text'>Biondi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxzDukpf7lI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NxdclWKNipE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxzDukpf7lI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NxdclWKNipE/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124185680919916114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mudástiiiiiiii...e olha que não lhe fica nada mal, mas também a esta mulher fica-lhe alguma coisa mal?&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/24180264-3812343160155213645?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3812343160155213645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3812343160155213645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/biondi.html' title='Biondi'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxzDukpf7lI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NxdclWKNipE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4427311592359546163</id><published>2007-10-20T17:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:33.498Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Únicas e maravilhosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Epf7gI/AAAAAAAAAUg/1jXLIx-MQo8/s1600-h/scarlett02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Epf7gI/AAAAAAAAAUg/1jXLIx-MQo8/s400/scarlett02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123461351865314818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De repente e, motivada pela leitura de frases que deixam qualquer mulher orgulhosa, apeteceu-me deitar cá para fora a minha grande admiração pelo ser lindo que é a mulher (não precisa de ser com m grande porque não é essa notoriedade que faz de nós seres únicos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Epf7hI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5F34EVA5Zzo/s1600-h/scarlett05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Epf7hI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5F34EVA5Zzo/s400/scarlett05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123461351865314834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ter ao lado no caminho da vida mulheres espectaculares, fantásticas e lutadoras dá vontade de lhes dar beijos pelo corpo todo e ainda mimá-las com afagos gostosos daqueles mesmo bons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Upf7iI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pb6DYvjqTL8/s1600-h/scarlett07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Upf7iI/AAAAAAAAAUw/pb6DYvjqTL8/s400/scarlett07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123461356160282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conversar com mulheres de todas as idades que partilham as suas dores, os seus medos e as suas convicções em acreditar que o bom vence o mau e os obstáculos são meros acidentes de percurso que para quem tem optimismo e vontade os ultrapassa, é delicioso ouvir, sentir que somos mais que meros receptores dando-nos um papel activo naquela situação, gosto disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9kpf7jI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Tx-rH_IZzBA/s1600-h/scarlett09_cliffwatts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9kpf7jI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Tx-rH_IZzBA/s400/scarlett09_cliffwatts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123461360455249458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que mais me alegra é ver as mulheres da minha vida a sorrir, a rir, a dar uma boa gargalhada, são momentos de uma leveza única, sinto-o na pele e fico arrepiada, é tão bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9kpf7kI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZMxKH7wulnU/s1600-h/scarlett011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9kpf7kI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZMxKH7wulnU/s400/scarlett011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123461360455249474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Engraçado que hoje estou práqui virada, consigo lembrar-me de todas as mulheres que se cruzaram comigo, das conversas que mantivemos, dos abraços que demos, das risadas que partilhámos e simplesmente de olhares que trocámos com uma cumplicidade digna de seres com poder especial para cativar..."a mulher é um&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; enigma que nos excita a curiosidade e nos atrai com a máscara social com que se cobre...", ficou-me a bater esta frase cá no fundo, escrita por um homem com uma sensibilidade profunda, obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sou uma priveligiada por ter muitas e magníficas mulheres na minha vida, e são todas Perfeitas (esta palavra sim com letra grande).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-4427311592359546163?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4427311592359546163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4427311592359546163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/nicas-e-maravilhosas.html' title='Únicas e maravilhosas'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rxow9Epf7gI/AAAAAAAAAUg/1jXLIx-MQo8/s72-c/scarlett02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1262394478271976398</id><published>2007-10-18T10:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:09:05.786+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Lindooooo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_B5KwtvHg4g&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_B5KwtvHg4g&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E sentir que somos dois,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que juntos somos mais."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ouvir esta frase da boquinha dos meus filhotes e sentir que acreditam nela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1262394478271976398?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1262394478271976398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1262394478271976398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/lindooooo.html' title='Lindooooo...'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-4176012309331117826</id><published>2007-10-15T14:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:34.327Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends will be friends'/><title type='text'>Há coisas fantásticas by andarilho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxNvIkpf7eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Y8xIDhgDIX4/s1600-h/100_1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxNvIkpf7eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Y8xIDhgDIX4/s400/100_1369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121559394317757922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://andarilhosonhador.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-coisas-fantsticas.html"&gt;Momentos maravilhosos partilhados com pessoas muito especiais...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Aproveitaram-se da minha grande lacuna: não sei jogar UNO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;foto roubada a andarilhosonhador &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-4176012309331117826?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4176012309331117826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4176012309331117826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/h-coisas-fantsticas-by-andarilho.html' title='Há coisas fantásticas by andarilho'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RxNvIkpf7eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Y8xIDhgDIX4/s72-c/100_1369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7123042524507643242</id><published>2007-10-12T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:34.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Relax...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rw-U6Epf7dI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cKRyJo7tR1k/s1600-h/MiaKirshner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rw-U6Epf7dI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cKRyJo7tR1k/s400/MiaKirshner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120475026744667602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...take it easy...sendo assim, bom fim de semana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-7123042524507643242?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7123042524507643242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7123042524507643242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/relax.html' title='Relax...'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rw-U6Epf7dI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cKRyJo7tR1k/s72-c/MiaKirshner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8015415560177870799</id><published>2007-10-11T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:52:52.238+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Tamos nessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wj1Q64G2ji0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wj1Q64G2ji0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este gajo convenceu-me na hora, o movimento tem todo o meu apoio!&lt;br /&gt;E já agora há por aí alguém que coma uma parte do piaçaba (da palavra claro) e lhe chame um reles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piaçá&lt;/span&gt;??? Tenham vergonha os que levantaram de imediato o dedo, seus inergúmeros, analfabetos de meia tigela, vão se cultivar pá...&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/24180264-8015415560177870799?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8015415560177870799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8015415560177870799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/tamos-nessa.html' title='Tamos nessa'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-9022903330538778893</id><published>2007-10-09T00:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:34.906Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajas boas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwrFFUpf7aI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xtmoA8XgIUY/s1600-h/e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwrFFUpf7aI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xtmoA8XgIUY/s400/e4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119120621692775842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se a vida fosse a preto e branco seria monótona, triste numa paleta de cinzas mas se a vida não tivesse momentos black and white seria ainda muito mais sem graça, digo eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;foto:Patrick Demarchelier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-9022903330538778893?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9022903330538778893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9022903330538778893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/black-and-white.html' title='Black and White'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwrFFUpf7aI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xtmoA8XgIUY/s72-c/e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4420518302315535097</id><published>2007-10-03T16:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:35.035Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Magnifíco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwOyJkpf7XI/AAAAAAAAATc/jkM7z9vW_ug/s1600-h/clark_gable_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwOyJkpf7XI/AAAAAAAAATc/jkM7z9vW_ug/s400/clark_gable_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117129479149317490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4SQT8epHOc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4SQT8epHOc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais um anúncio magnífico da Martini, o ambiente spanish está divinal, El Toro de gelo do qual a rapariga gira "extrai" 2 bolas (pedras, desculpem) de gelo, a música de fundo e claro o George lindo de morrer num estilo Clark Gable (as semelhanças são assombrosas), fazem com que malta fique de água na boca a apetecer-lhe um...Martini Bianco on the rocks...&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/24180264-4420518302315535097?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4420518302315535097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4420518302315535097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/magnifco.html' title='Magnifíco'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwOyJkpf7XI/AAAAAAAAATc/jkM7z9vW_ug/s72-c/clark_gable_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1252119542895622615</id><published>2007-10-01T00:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:35.727Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Are you alive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwAw7kpf7WI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNCw2pc7G0Y/s1600-h/fotosec2id677cat6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwAw7kpf7WI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNCw2pc7G0Y/s400/fotosec2id677cat6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116142976701033826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwAw00pf7VI/AAAAAAAAATM/jRqKQ2leSFI/s1600-h/fotosec1id677cat6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwAw00pf7VI/AAAAAAAAATM/jRqKQ2leSFI/s400/fotosec1id677cat6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116142860736916818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mais uma campanha da &lt;a href="http://www.diesel-fragrances.co.uk/_en/_gb/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diesel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; super bem feita, a criatividade desta marca para o novo perfume conta com modelos engraçadotes (como se pode ver nas fotos) e tem uma publicidade na TV com filmes curtos (estão no Youtube) cheios de bom aspecto...há pra ele e pra ela a nova fragância by Diesel, "Fuel For Life" que em alentejano será algo do tipo: "Dá-lhe Gás"...&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/24180264-1252119542895622615?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1252119542895622615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1252119542895622615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-you-alive.html' title='Are you alive?'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RwAw7kpf7WI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNCw2pc7G0Y/s72-c/fotosec2id677cat6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8789536527090146230</id><published>2007-09-28T10:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:35.843Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Love is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvzJJ0pf7UI/AAAAAAAAATE/I019IFF5SpA/s1600-h/Elsa_Pataky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvzJJ0pf7UI/AAAAAAAAATE/I019IFF5SpA/s400/Elsa_Pataky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115184447374748994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Onde está o amor??&lt;br /&gt;-Está aqui, ali...por aí...mais propriamente em &lt;a href="http://www.festivaldoamor.com/"&gt;Beja este fim de semana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Será fácil encontrá-lo então...&lt;br /&gt;-Isso já não sei, pode andar apenas no ar.&lt;br /&gt;-E tem algum aroma especial?&lt;br /&gt;-Diz que sim, parece que tem um perfume fresco como a noite e doce como tu...&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/24180264-8789536527090146230?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8789536527090146230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8789536527090146230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvzJJ0pf7UI/AAAAAAAAATE/I019IFF5SpA/s72-c/Elsa_Pataky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5370199596007789628</id><published>2007-09-27T11:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:35.996Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Take a deep breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvuJJ0pf7TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6ytfwcplbo8/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvuJJ0pf7TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6ytfwcplbo8/s400/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114832603653860658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;foto&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Eugenio Recuenco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-5370199596007789628?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5370199596007789628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5370199596007789628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take a deep breath'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvuJJ0pf7TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6ytfwcplbo8/s72-c/08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8837178579528596896</id><published>2007-09-25T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:17:37.526+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Don't Stand So Close To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiARgJ-P0wM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiARgJ-P0wM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra compôr o ramalhete do meu mau humor acrecente-se não ir ver os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Police&lt;/span&gt; daqui a nada no estádio Nacional, e assim em jeito de masoquismo vou ouvir estas musiquinhas da banda e lembrar tempos passados (e muito bem passados) a esgalhar este som, imaginando um dia fazer um dueto com o Sr. Sting...&lt;br /&gt;E os gajos da TMN (que também me querem enfurecer) ainda têm a lata de mandar um SMS a oferecer um bilhete na compra de 2, buááááááaááá...&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/24180264-8837178579528596896?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8837178579528596896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8837178579528596896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-stand-so-close-to-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Stand So Close To Me'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-5612189647738083218</id><published>2007-09-25T10:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:58:35.167+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se há uma coisa que odeio e me deixa nas lonas é acabar o dia de trabalho com uma mágoa enorme dentro do peito...constatar que apesar de vivermos no séc. XXI ainda persiste muita falta de humanidade, vontade e principalmente humildade para encarar um problema de difícil resolução. Quando será que todos compartilharemos dum espiríto comum de tentar ao máximo dar resposta aquilo que parece não ter saida? Vivenciar olhos nos olhos a perda de identidade de alguém é muito estranho e triste, optar por desvalorizar parece ser a via mais fácil, uma defesa mentirosa dos nossos sentimentos. Estou a ficar na dúvida se aquilo que lemos e aprendemos serve de alguma coisa na prática, mas não posso esconder-me, isso aprendi e sinceramente  gostei de crescer e sentir-me maior do que era, porra pá será que não entendem que juntos é mais fácil, descobrir caminhos e dar alternativas é a nossa missão, estamos cá pra quê? E se um dia nos calha a nós na rifa ter que lidar com o massacre total e a destruição da nossa dignidade? Será que queremos ter perto de nós "pessoas" de sorriso conspiratório onde reina uma falsa harmonia, onde a solidão impera no meio de uma multidão cheia de boas intenções?&lt;br /&gt;Estou assim a modos que revoltada com a desumanização da espécie, queria estar mais além, ser eu mas acima de tudo sermos nós...este caminho não se faz sozinho. Cada vez que sigo a minha vontade, a minha intuição e até mesmo os meus principios fico na dúvida se não estarei a baralhar mentes que preferem a sua defesa pessoal, ignorar é sempre a melhor atitude quando não se quer "perder" tempo, quando se quer ir para casa com o sentimento de dever cumprido...eu sei que não tenho o meu dever cumprido, mas caraças pró resto não me resigno, porque a par de estar triste tenho plena consciência que olho nos olhos e não minto a mim mesma, posso dar uma volta muito maior mas arranco um sorriso de um rosto triste onde a vontade de viver se está perdendo...&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/24180264-5612189647738083218?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5612189647738083218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5612189647738083218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-6285535017490136856</id><published>2007-09-24T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:50:30.670+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Moengas parte II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje está muito calor, não está? Então experimentem passar quase uma horita entre a 1h e as 2h da tarde no meio da estrada (sem uma sombrazinha jeitosa) à custa do carrito parado após ter saído da oficina e ter andado menos de 1 km...esta é apenas a versão ataque de nervos mais soft, senão só saíam palavrões...haja paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado a quem me tem aturado neste estado de humor corrosivo (inclusivé as moças da assistência em viagem, taditas elas não têm culpa...)&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/24180264-6285535017490136856?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6285535017490136856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6285535017490136856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/moengas-parte-ii.html' title='Moengas parte II'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-1951611874348545176</id><published>2007-09-23T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:36.759Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cultura'/><title type='text'>Andarilhas à solta na Praça</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWko0pf7OI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijalv26qAlM/s1600-h/Set+2007+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWko0pf7OI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijalv26qAlM/s400/Set+2007+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113173973183491298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkpUpf7PI/AAAAAAAAASc/bITkwbLn4wY/s1600-h/Set+2007+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkpUpf7PI/AAAAAAAAASc/bITkwbLn4wY/s400/Set+2007+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113173981773425906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkpkpf7QI/AAAAAAAAASk/52DtsLjJTh0/s1600-h/Set+2007+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkpkpf7QI/AAAAAAAAASk/52DtsLjJTh0/s400/Set+2007+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113173986068393218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkp0pf7RI/AAAAAAAAASs/qIEdSZsfu-I/s1600-h/Set+2007+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWkp0pf7RI/AAAAAAAAASs/qIEdSZsfu-I/s400/Set+2007+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113173990363360530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As palavras encheram a Praça com cores, os maiores mais recatados deambularam num ambiente agradável de escrita e contos, os mais pequenos brincaram com letras, palavras, histórias e imagens coloridas cheias de encantos...renderam-se a ouvir atentamente quem lhes prendeu a atenção com jogos de imaginação e deixaram-se levar com um sorriso pleno que transparece a doçura de fazer parte dum imaginário repleto de personagens e cenários longínquos...&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/24180264-1951611874348545176?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1951611874348545176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1951611874348545176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/andarilhas-solta-na-praa.html' title='Andarilhas à solta na Praça'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvWko0pf7OI/AAAAAAAAASU/ijalv26qAlM/s72-c/Set+2007+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8327053531655299832</id><published>2007-09-21T11:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:37.063Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Moengas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvOYbUpf7NI/AAAAAAAAASM/zw2bmr3rSC0/s1600-h/1826164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvOYbUpf7NI/AAAAAAAAASM/zw2bmr3rSC0/s400/1826164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112597597162302674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É um facto que já não somos os mesmos quando algo como o nosso carrinho resolver "adoecer" e no caso recusar-se a mover-se...complica os planos pré-estabelecidos e acrescenta umas chamadas telefónicas, umas diligências a tratar e uma paciência brutal, só espero que os rapazes (lá porque já é sexta-feira) não se baldem muito e sejam eficientes, é que eu e aquele carrito não podemos estar um sem o outro...é uma questão de química, ou física sei lá...é assim do tipo Noddy e o seu carrinho amarelo...bom fim de semana.&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/24180264-8327053531655299832?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8327053531655299832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8327053531655299832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/moengas.html' title='Moengas'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RvOYbUpf7NI/AAAAAAAAASM/zw2bmr3rSC0/s72-c/1826164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5466332060543152424</id><published>2007-09-19T14:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:27:57.617+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Lastimável</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3mBrU6ldH4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3mBrU6ldH4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após a visualização deste vídeo ficam-me algumas questões a pairar na cabeça...então ninguém viu os ensaios desta actuação? Ninguém foi capaz de dizer à piquena que ia ser catastrófica aquela palhaçada? Sinceramente eu não culpo a rapariga sozinha por esta vergonhosa sessão de playback horrivelmente mal feito, nem pela apresentação da moça Britney que podia envergar algo mais apropriado às medidas que o corpinho traduz actualmente...haja paciência, ganhar dinheiro à custa de pessoas doentes é feio, muito feio mesmo. Numa entrega dos MTV Video Music Awards oferecer estes minutos de humor negro é triste, tinha toda esta gente numa maior estima, mas infelizmente parece que rir à custa dos outros é normal nesta sociedade maluca em que vivemos, olha Britney não ligues às bocas foleiras, pelo menos toda a gente ficou a saber que continuas loira...&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/24180264-5466332060543152424?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5466332060543152424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5466332060543152424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/lastimvel.html' title='Lastimável'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-8479751667907163296</id><published>2007-09-10T01:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:37.182Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Tira teimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuSOZvZEqbI/AAAAAAAAASE/Bef90VryL70/s1600-h/foto_2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuSOZvZEqbI/AAAAAAAAASE/Bef90VryL70/s400/foto_2e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108364450214488498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alguém tem dúvidas que este modelo de óculos é feminino???? Pois conheço quem pense o contrário e ainda por cima não pára de o teimar...mocinha teimosa...&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/24180264-8479751667907163296?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8479751667907163296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8479751667907163296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/tira-teimas.html' title='Tira teimas'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuSOZvZEqbI/AAAAAAAAASE/Bef90VryL70/s72-c/foto_2e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2802426825020280975</id><published>2007-09-07T14:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:37.369Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Pequenotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuFZAPZEqZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PzFcIov8C6M/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuFZAPZEqZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PzFcIov8C6M/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107461313081420178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuFZAvZEqaI/AAAAAAAAAR8/34TnaBTmT3c/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuFZAvZEqaI/AAAAAAAAAR8/34TnaBTmT3c/s400/image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107461321671354786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ao ouvir notícias relacionadas com o desaparecimento da Maddie, e do suposto envolvimento da mãe neste desaparecimento (constatação que eu própria já tinha colocado como hipótese) vi nos olhos dos meus filhos uma confusão, decepção e baralhação que é difícil de elucidar e mais ainda é muito cruel para estas cabecinhas admitirem uma hipótese macabra desta envergadura...tentei aligeirar a conversa mas sei que vêm aí muitas perguntas que eles vão querer respondidas, sei que vão ficar chocados e acima de tudo tristes...&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/24180264-2802426825020280975?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2802426825020280975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2802426825020280975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/pequenotes.html' title='Pequenotes'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RuFZAPZEqZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/PzFcIov8C6M/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-3876814011524411198</id><published>2007-09-04T01:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:37.779Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Veneza 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtyh9PZEqUI/AAAAAAAAARM/r03oDjlq79Q/s1600-h/veneza29_f_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtyh9PZEqUI/AAAAAAAAARM/r03oDjlq79Q/s400/veneza29_f_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106134151007086914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Shiuuu sossegado que eu não te faço mal..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtyg0fZEqTI/AAAAAAAAARE/lpRnMo_e0ew/s1600-h/veneza29_f_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtyg0fZEqTI/AAAAAAAAARE/lpRnMo_e0ew/s400/veneza29_f_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106132901171603762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Tanto gajo de máquina em riste, oh god..."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Duas fotos espectaculares do festival de cinema por estes dias...não resisti a imaginar o que estas duas miúdas estariam a pensar na altura do clique...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keira Knightley&lt;/span&gt; estrela de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atonement&lt;/span&gt;, um dos filmes em exibição na edição de este ano do &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cinema.uol.com.br/veneza/"&gt;Festival de Veneza&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-3876814011524411198?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3876814011524411198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3876814011524411198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/09/veneza-2007.html' title='Veneza 2007'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtyh9PZEqUI/AAAAAAAAARM/r03oDjlq79Q/s72-c/veneza29_f_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-681892472979102263</id><published>2007-08-31T14:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:37.897Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Diz que vai estar hot hot hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtgec_ZEqSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/R8mbK-5o8Ok/s1600-h/NicoleKidman4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 476px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtgec_ZEqSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/R8mbK-5o8Ok/s400/NicoleKidman4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104863661026224418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alerta para a subida das temperaturas nos próximos dias, a palavra de ordem é despir o máximo possível...coisa que não poderei fazer com grande pena minha mas é assim...uns podem outros...não. Bom fim de semana.&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/24180264-681892472979102263?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/681892472979102263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/681892472979102263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/diz-que-vai-estar-hot-hot-hot.html' title='Diz que vai estar hot hot hot'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rtgec_ZEqSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/R8mbK-5o8Ok/s72-c/NicoleKidman4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2137604392105334573</id><published>2007-08-29T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T00:01:07.586+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Boa sorte</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8dQP5srrGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y8dQP5srrGk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora aí está uma musiquinha boa de bater no ouvido, abanar a cabecinha e deixar-se levar na boa onda de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanessa da Mata&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben Harper&lt;/span&gt;, magnífico dueto para uma melodia linda...&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/24180264-2137604392105334573?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2137604392105334573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2137604392105334573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/boa-sorte.html' title='Boa sorte'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-599995577693738973</id><published>2007-08-28T00:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.144Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Prision break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RtNfUfZEqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ExWuD9uQ2gQ/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RtNfUfZEqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ExWuD9uQ2gQ/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103527608369588498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É injusto que este rapaz passe a vida a tentar provar que está inocente e os maus lhe cortem as vazas, mas por outro lado se ele se conseguisse safar das maladrangens que lhe armam a série acabava e isso era ainda mais injusto, quiça cruel para quem gosta de ver o menino Scofield fugidio, tão tão inocente...&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/24180264-599995577693738973?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/599995577693738973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/599995577693738973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/prision-break.html' title='Prision break'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RtNfUfZEqRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ExWuD9uQ2gQ/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8653532701152680554</id><published>2007-08-25T09:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Calor refrescante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rs_ns_ZEqPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cwbjXxbTE1c/s1600-h/HelenaChristensen05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rs_ns_ZEqPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cwbjXxbTE1c/s400/HelenaChristensen05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102551662950918386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanhecer, céu cinza até ao horizonte, gotas de água caem sobre mim e sabe-me tão bem talvez porque é uma humidade morna...sem protecção atravesso as gotas frescas que em sintonia com o aroma a terra molhada fazem lembrar o início de uma tempestade de Verão...agora adormecer com o som da chuva a bater na janela é especialmente agradável...&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/24180264-8653532701152680554?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8653532701152680554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8653532701152680554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/calor-refrescante.html' title='Calor refrescante'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rs_ns_ZEqPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cwbjXxbTE1c/s72-c/HelenaChristensen05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2982145040389015197</id><published>2007-08-22T17:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.299Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Vai uma rapidinha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsxkW_ZEqOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/--uUxUfk49Q/s1600-h/mupisuperbockmini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsxkW_ZEqOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/--uUxUfk49Q/s400/mupisuperbockmini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101562824040425698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E quem não curte uma mine bem fresquinha a acompanhar o tal petisco ou até mesmo num encontro de amigos no café da esquina? Pois claro que praticamente 99,9% da malta gosta do ritual da mine, e este novo anúncio (que por acaso não encontrei ainda disponível na net) está bem giro, o casal de alentejanos a deliciar-se com uma mine que é Superrrrr...ainda não tive oportunidade de encontrar a moça do anúncio mas quando a vir vai ser só rir, a carinha dela a dizer "foi super..." está de escândalo, e para quem a conhece sabe do que estou a falar, fartei-me de rir de gosto quando fui surpreendida pela publicidade (passa já há alguns dias lá mais para o final da noite), tás super engraçada moça, parabéns Ju!&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/24180264-2982145040389015197?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2982145040389015197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2982145040389015197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/vai-uma-rapidinha.html' title='Vai uma rapidinha?'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsxkW_ZEqOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/--uUxUfk49Q/s72-c/mupisuperbockmini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2856661976171597018</id><published>2007-08-19T01:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.485Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Beach look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RseP5PZEqNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CxuSZtwrBYI/s1600-h/Ver%C3%A3o+2007II+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RseP5PZEqNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CxuSZtwrBYI/s400/Ver%C3%A3o+2007II+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100203316567386322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estas férias deparei-me com um dilema terrível, pintar a unha de vermelho ou comprar umas Crocs...após uma longa reflexão acho que tomei a decisão certa, eheheheheheheh...&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/24180264-2856661976171597018?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2856661976171597018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2856661976171597018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/beach-look.html' title='Beach look'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RseP5PZEqNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CxuSZtwrBYI/s72-c/Ver%C3%A3o+2007II+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-868388710371526524</id><published>2007-08-14T18:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.723Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>À dentada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsHl-PhIROI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PZu2KVKn3SM/s1600-h/siennamiller-021207-460x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsHl-PhIROI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PZu2KVKn3SM/s400/siennamiller-021207-460x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098609110640248034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por estes dias há coisas (simples) que refrescam corpo e mente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;foto: Marc Hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-868388710371526524?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/868388710371526524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/868388710371526524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/dentada.html' title='À dentada'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RsHl-PhIROI/AAAAAAAAAQM/PZu2KVKn3SM/s72-c/siennamiller-021207-460x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8291316131831159183</id><published>2007-08-08T23:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:15:51.602+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bola'/><title type='text'>A época está a arrancar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está mesmo GENIAL, vão até &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sporting.pt/Servicos/Gamebox/Gameboxvideo.asp"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e preencham os dados correctamente e depois contam, está um assombro, simplesmente bem feito!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mesmo quem não é verde experimente que não morde eheheheheh...&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/24180264-8291316131831159183?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8291316131831159183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8291316131831159183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/poca-est-arrancar.html' title='A época está a arrancar'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-8604040903488720814</id><published>2007-08-04T00:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:38.919Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><title type='text'>Erva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RrPCk_hIRJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tcz3dMdRjjA/s1600-h/bestlife2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RrPCk_hIRJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tcz3dMdRjjA/s400/bestlife2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094629544267629714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta série é um espectáculo, comecei a ver esta semana no canal 2 e fiquei rendida à história de Nancy Botwin (interpretada por &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary-Louise Parker&lt;/span&gt;) uma mulher "especial", resumidamente o enredo gira à volta desta mãe de família californiana que fica viúva inesperadamente e para manter o sustento da casa e o estilo de vida que mantinham opta por traficar erva...a partir daqui desenrola-se uma cadeia de acontecimentos engraçados, outros nem tanto, o grupo de actores é bom e parece que já marcam pontos em relação a outras séries americanas de sucesso, eu adorei os primeiros episódios e aconselho vivamente a quem (tal como eu) está "agarrado" a séries muito bem feitas onde a qualidade de interpretações, cenários, banda sonora e temas abordados são actuais e interessantes.&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/24180264-8604040903488720814?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8604040903488720814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8604040903488720814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/erva.html' title='Erva'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RrPCk_hIRJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tcz3dMdRjjA/s72-c/bestlife2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-389227692052942377</id><published>2007-08-01T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:36:46.160+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyrJJxGWQ5g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyrJJxGWQ5g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo o que é bom acaba depressa...o merecido descanso da je chegou aos finalmentes e prontos divagar pra quê??...&lt;br /&gt;Estava a espiolhar os cantinhos do costume e deparei-me com um post do amigo &lt;a href="http://trugiadomundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trugia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; que me deixou simplesmente de sorriso estampado, ora então ia eu deixar aqui o vídeo do amigo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorge Palma&lt;/span&gt; da nova música &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encosta-te a mim&lt;/span&gt; (que é linda) e dou conta que estava escarrapachado no blogue do dito (ó Trugia deste-lhe em cheio eheheheheheh) com umas frases à maneira (não te safas de levares um abraço dos grandes), a canção é fantástica e ainda não tinha visto o vídeo que está espectacular, é mesmo ao estilo do autor...posto isto deixo aqui um outro som de Verão que também me anda no ouvido por estes dias quentes, principalmente aqueles dias dos 40ºC à sombra, não são tugas e têm uma batida bué fixe (terminologia em voga entre a malta mais jovem cá de casa), os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manic Street Preachers&lt;/span&gt; acompanhados da bombástica Nina Persson dos Cardigans está fabulosa a junção da qual resulta uma verdade do mais verdadeira: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Love Alone Is Not Enough&lt;/span&gt;...ouvir bem alto e de vidro do carro aberto assim em jeitos de emigrante de volta a casa eheheheheheheheh...&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/24180264-389227692052942377?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/389227692052942377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/389227692052942377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-2768468313444345640</id><published>2007-07-09T14:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:39.325Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>Está quase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RpI8funkyhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0CfgLynTF-U/s1600-h/IMGP2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RpI8funkyhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0CfgLynTF-U/s400/IMGP2119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085193445042342418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A diferença do estado de espírito de quem está em contagem decrescente para ir uns diazitos de férias é extraordinária, a leveza de nada nem ninguém nos tirar a boa disposição é sublime, o tema de início de conversa por estas alturas é sempre igual "Então quando vais de férias?" e responder com um sorriso maroto "Daqui a uns dias..." é mesmo revigorante...mas como o tempo voa (e eu já sei que as férias vão passar num ápice) já me está a assombrar a ideia de papar o Agosto todinho nesta santa terrinha tão fresca...valha-me algum fim de semana que possa nessa altura escapar-me daqui, mas sem pensar em coisas que me tirem a boa disposição entrei na semana cheia de onda Zen, só me falta verificar o stock de protector solar, escolha de uma boa leitura e descarregar umas musiquinhas...isto digo eu porque na véspera defronto-me com milhentas coisas que devia ter orientado e nem me lembrei delas, tipica pancada que o género feminino é assolado por estas alturas do ano...não há-de ser nada...&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/24180264-2768468313444345640?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2768468313444345640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2768468313444345640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/07/est-quase.html' title='Está quase'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RpI8funkyhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0CfgLynTF-U/s72-c/IMGP2119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7661516829320212333</id><published>2007-07-04T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:39.470Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>A aquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RowTR-nkyfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OZK3fn13ZZg/s1600-h/adriana.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RowTR-nkyfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OZK3fn13ZZg/s400/adriana.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083459278982138354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E amanhã temos novamente subida das temperaturas...e lá vai o sr. da rádio dizendo as máximas previstas para cada capital de distrito e por último vem Beja (por ser a capital mais quente) com 36ºC de temperatura máxima...assim sim já reconheço a minha terra, isto estava difícil...&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/24180264-7661516829320212333?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7661516829320212333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7661516829320212333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/07/aquecer.html' title='A aquecer'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RowTR-nkyfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OZK3fn13ZZg/s72-c/adriana.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2128293270617910551</id><published>2007-07-02T13:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:39.572Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='locais in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RojrZ-nkyeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lFX_VB4Ea_E/s1600-h/IMGP3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RojrZ-nkyeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lFX_VB4Ea_E/s400/IMGP3456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082571011025848802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rumar até ao Algarve para passar o fim de semana é coisa sempre apetitosa, apanhar um solinho, comer super-bem uma sardinhada à beira mar, passar horas na conversa com amigas (esta parte é de partir a rir, as coisas que as mulheres falam ui ui), voltar a comer bem com sabor a Itália e tomar um copito a ouvir música não comercial, tudo isto no meu entender é um óptimo anti-stress antes de se poder gozar umas merecidas férias (que só serão daqui a um par de semanas). E quem diz que o fim de semana é sempre curto engana-se, realmente 2 diazitos é pouco tempo mas bem organizado ainda proporciona (a par da jornada anti-stress) momentos de muito amor, carinho, brincadeira e revitalização do ego, os meus filhotes que já se encontram de vacances (os sortudos)  ofereceram-me mais um dia dos mais felizes de sempre, estar com eles à conversa, na brincadeira e nos miminhos é excelente...fazem uma companhia espectacular e deixam-me com um sorriso de tranquilidade e alegria na cara, estão óptimos cheios de energia, com uma corzinha invejável que lhes dá um ar de férias à grande, têm amigos novos e outros já de sempre, gosto de os ver assim despreocupados e felizes...&lt;br /&gt;A foto é da entrada de um local onde passei um bom bocadinho, é um bar e tem uma decoração em estilo árabe muito bem conseguida, amplo com zonas ao ar livre (que por sinal não usufruimos pois estava um frio do caraças), chama-se Casa de Cerro e recomendo vivamente, não só pelo ambiente mas também pelo som diferente que lá passa...&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/24180264-2128293270617910551?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2128293270617910551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2128293270617910551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RojrZ-nkyeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lFX_VB4Ea_E/s72-c/IMGP3456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7276946791114440192</id><published>2007-06-28T16:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:39.755Z</updated><title type='text'>Eternos Rockers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RoPhcOnkydI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fi2z528fPHc/s1600-h/30-RS-15SEP-486-Index.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RoPhcOnkydI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fi2z528fPHc/s400/30-RS-15SEP-486-Index.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081152679680723410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ora bem, após uns dias bastante estafantes consegui escrever aqui umas linhas...lamento imenso não poder exibir fotos do concerto dos Srs. Stones (ou será Stoned's?) a causa é simples e absolutamente verídica, fui interpelada pelos srs. seguranças à entrada do estádio e completamente apalpada, da dita apalpação apreenderam-me a machine sob combinação prévia que me a devolveriam no bar exterior ao recinto logo após o final da actuação bebericando uma bejeca com o dito rapaz que me apalpou para segurança anti-terrorista imprescindível nestes eventos...posto isto fiquei resumida à camâra de meio megapixel do telemóvel (que é uma bela porcaria), passando à frente os artistas foram verdadeiros monstros da actuação ao vivo, fogo de artifício abriu a noite e os moços aqueceram a malta com um "Start me up" onde as guitarradas e a voz de Mick Jagger estiveram bombásticas, seguiram-se algumas canções porreiras daquelas que a malta já não pára quieta e pelo meio o amigo Keith Richards cantou 2 temas menos acelarados (o Mick aproveitou para ir ao camarim fazer sabe-se lá o quê...mudar de camisa, foi isso), fumou-se umas coisas em palco e o ambiente esteve assim pró "performance entre amigos". A cena alta do concerto foi sem dúvida a aproximação do palco ao longo do relvado (literalmente) e os quatro músicos deram um show de juventude que culminou com o mitíco "Satisfaction", de volta ao palco principal a banda ainda se manteve imparável com o Mick Jagger a correr metros e sempre a cantar com uma pujança de fazer inveja a muitos jovens artistas que vemos e ouvimos por aí...ainda a marcar a noite estiveram os 2 lança-chamas gigantes que nos ofereceram uma imagem estrondosa de luz e calor a acompanhar uma actuação técnica perfeita dos 20 temas tocados, foi um serão divinal...&lt;br /&gt;E claro não faltou a gigante boca vermelha e carnuda (insuflável) que caracteriza esta banda antiguinha mas que provou que está aí para as curvas.&lt;br /&gt;Cerca de trinta mil pessoas cantaram e dançaram com Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Charlie Watts e Ronnie Wood. Um concerto fantástico dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt; onde não se descuidaram todos os pormenores...só faltou "Angie"...&lt;br /&gt;Pontos negativos da noite: o plástico a forrar o relvado (não absorvente) que permitiu que os meus pézinhos  tomassem banho de cervejola (quem te manda ires de chinelas??!!) e ao terninar o concerto aqueles gajos benfiquistas na bancada lateral a cantar uma coisa parva tipo "C.L.V." ou assim parecida eheheheheheheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;foto: imagem do palco no início da Bigger Bang Tour (igualito ao de Alvalade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-7276946791114440192?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7276946791114440192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7276946791114440192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/eternos-rockers.html' title='Eternos Rockers'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RoPhcOnkydI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fi2z528fPHc/s72-c/30-RS-15SEP-486-Index.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7651667345263447347</id><published>2007-06-24T20:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:39.930Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Eu vou lá estar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rn7MFh5rRlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7hEbbGj_R8s/s1600-h/rs_1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rn7MFh5rRlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7hEbbGj_R8s/s400/rs_1g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079721825092191826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em Agosto de 2006 deixei &lt;a href="http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2006/08/pedras-rolantes-em-grande-estilo.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; o meu desapontamento por não poder ir ver estes Senhores, mas passados alguns mesitos eis que vêm novamente tocar a Portugal e desta feita no magnífico estádio Alvalade XXI, ora como me convidaram e não se recusam convites desta envergadura amanhã lá estarei a fazer coro com mais uns milhares de vozes das canções dos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bigger Bang&lt;/span&gt; tour irá muito provavelmente ser a última oportunidade de assistir a um mega concerto da banda que junta gerações à volta de temas que ficarão na história da música rock mundial, força moços que vai ser uma noite de Verão sempre a bombar!!&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/24180264-7651667345263447347?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7651667345263447347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7651667345263447347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/eu-vou-l-estar.html' title='Eu vou lá estar'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rn7MFh5rRlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7hEbbGj_R8s/s72-c/rs_1g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1669713650958715395</id><published>2007-06-22T16:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:40.084Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Férias grandes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnvrxB5rRkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-2GZ18tK81Y/s1600-h/1241900024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnvrxB5rRkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-2GZ18tK81Y/s400/1241900024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078912232346830402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acabaram as aulas, foi um ano lectivo cheio de expectativas e muita atribulação mas o barco chegou a bom porto, a princesa da casa terminou com satisfação e com alguma excitação por transitar para um ano mais difícil que o que passou e sobretudo por ir mudar de escola (para a escola dos grandes como ela própria o diz), enquanto ele levou o ano de iniciação na desportiva (é mesmo este o termo pois passou quase tantas horas a jogar à bola como dentro da sala de aulas) mas mesmo assim com este espírito descontraído atingiu todos os objectivos propostos e revelou-se muito interessado pelas matérias abordadas. Estavam a ficar cansaditos deste ritmo e agora iniciam umas merecidas férias grandes, sou franca eu também já ansiava o intervalo do rodopio diário de escola, actividades, e mais actividades...Boas férias a toda a rapaziada miúda e divirtam-se porque o tempo voa e o Verão está aí para ser saboreado!&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/24180264-1669713650958715395?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1669713650958715395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1669713650958715395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/frias-grandes.html' title='Férias grandes'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnvrxB5rRkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-2GZ18tK81Y/s72-c/1241900024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-959994044418072915</id><published>2007-06-21T15:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:40.607Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundo'/><title type='text'>Por África</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMmx5rRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vIzDirEfeUM/s1600-h/posl04_onthecover0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMmx5rRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vIzDirEfeUM/s400/posl04_onthecover0707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078526127671821826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_ruuhkFUfJw/s1600-h/posl08_onthecover0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_ruuhkFUfJw/s400/posl08_onthecover0707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078526131966789138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uqZxYJ1Ljoo/s1600-h/posl10_onthecover0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uqZxYJ1Ljoo/s400/posl10_onthecover0707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078526131966789154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LEtL9EsZyxM/s1600-h/posl16_onthecover0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMnB5rRjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LEtL9EsZyxM/s400/posl16_onthecover0707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078526131966789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O tema em foco na revista &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/"&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/a&gt; deste mês envolve as problemáticas do continente africano, um grupo de cerca de 20 pessoas famosas encontraram-se para falar de África e das atrocidades que vivem quem não escolheu onde nascer nem viver. A fome, a pobreza, as doenças e em especial a SIDA, os confrontos raciais, a guerra, crescem exponencialmente face a um mundo que se procura ser  melhor, para o efeito &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graydon Carter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annie Leibovitz&lt;/span&gt; colaboraram neste artigo com uma fantástica reportagem fotográfica onde se fizeram 20 capas diferentes colocando pares de caras que participaram na reportagem com um resultado muito bonito, estas são algumas delas que podem ser vistas no &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/politics/features/2007/07/onthecover_slideshow200707"&gt;sitío da revista&lt;/a&gt; ou adquiridas num poster que acompanha a edição do mês, a minha favorita é a da junção de Bono com a rainha Rania duas figuras mundialmente famosas não só pelas actividades que desenvolvem mas sobretudo pelo seu empenho constante em ajudar a irradicar a pobreza mostrando o seu lado mais humano no combate à desigualdade de direitos e oportunidades que a humanidade é assolada em pleno século XXI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,times,serif;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-959994044418072915?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/959994044418072915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/959994044418072915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/por-frica.html' title='Por África'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RnqMmx5rRgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vIzDirEfeUM/s72-c/posl04_onthecover0707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5381868974094912582</id><published>2007-06-20T00:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:40.716Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rnhmdh5rRfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TcFu49yr7dM/s1600-h/hswankPirelliDec07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rnhmdh5rRfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TcFu49yr7dM/s400/hswankPirelliDec07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077921237362755058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já há uns dias que não vagueio por estas bandas e a culpa é do tempo, tão somente do tempo...o tempo mau que teima em não deixar o calor e o céu azul dar lugar às nuvens cinzentonas e ao vento árido, ok estava a brincar a culpa é mesmo a falta de tempo, aquele tempo medido em minutos e horas que não chega para tudo e há prioridades a cumprir, principalmente trabalho, muito trabalho...até me falta tempo para dormir (o que no meu caso é grave), dormir à pressa é desporto que não prefiro...depois fico assim a largar baboseiras, o melhor é ir ver se começa uma série (o meu indutor do sono predilecto) e deixar o soninho chegar...&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/24180264-5381868974094912582?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5381868974094912582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5381868974094912582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rnhmdh5rRfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TcFu49yr7dM/s72-c/hswankPirelliDec07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1938790588130532706</id><published>2007-06-14T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T14:54:14.011+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>How to save a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4VXsVpt5cM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4VXsVpt5cM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este é o som mais fixe que passa na rádio por estes dias, sonzinho gostoso com imagens da série Anatomia de Grey para ouvir e cantarolar com os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fray&lt;/span&gt;, não conhecia o trabalho desta banda mas estão aprovadíssimos é daquelas que entram tão bem no ouvido que é impossível não se deixar embalar por ela, toca a ouvir...&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/24180264-1938790588130532706?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1938790588130532706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1938790588130532706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to save a life'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-8655546435536934285</id><published>2007-06-12T23:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:40.858Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>(Santo) António</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rm8grB5rReI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZU7wXJlnEgE/s1600-h/foto_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rm8grB5rReI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZU7wXJlnEgE/s400/foto_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075311228686648802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em noite de Sto. António apetece o quê? Ouvir músicas com dezenas de anos, abanar os ossos e segurar numa mão uma sardinha bem gordurosa e na outra uma bejeca fresquinha...mas como não é esse o programa para estas bandas (confesso que não fui explorar a oferta de mastros populares na cidade), e ao ver a loira aparvatada e o apresentador bochechudo nas imagens da televisão, deu-me vontade de morar perto de Alfama, Bica, Estrela, etc  e ir esta noite passear pelas movidas de verão da nossa capital em noite do santo mais popular. Como isso é muito pouco provável de acontecer fico com a vontade de mordiscar uma sardinha a meias com o António (não o santo) Banderas e oferecer-lhe uma cervejola e ele retribuir-me com  um manjerico...pancadas...&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/24180264-8655546435536934285?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8655546435536934285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8655546435536934285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/santo-antnio.html' title='(Santo) António'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rm8grB5rReI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZU7wXJlnEgE/s72-c/foto_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7890631076881650061</id><published>2007-06-06T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:41.093Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verão'/><title type='text'>Venha o Verão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmaJFB5rRdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uIAcDpDCCQU/s1600-h/AdrianaLima21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmaJFB5rRdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uIAcDpDCCQU/s400/AdrianaLima21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072892749782140370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Este blogue entrou oficialmente na época balnear, vai haver muita exposição solar, resmas de bikinis, fartura de protectores solares e muita diversão nas águas que se nos apresentem sejam elas docinhas ou salgadinhas...venha o Verão em força que a malta gosta é de pouca roupa e calor a muito!&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/24180264-7890631076881650061?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7890631076881650061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7890631076881650061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/venha-o-vero.html' title='Venha o Verão'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmaJFB5rRdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uIAcDpDCCQU/s72-c/AdrianaLima21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7165963884651248398</id><published>2007-06-02T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:41.319Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Ocean's 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmGdx2By-QI/AAAAAAAAANs/mmjyXYdLkFo/s1600-h/401151.1020.A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmGdx2By-QI/AAAAAAAAANs/mmjyXYdLkFo/s400/401151.1020.A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071508135038089474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como não podia deixar de ser andei a cuscar as novidades acerca do terceiro filme da saga &lt;a href="http://oceans13.warnerbros.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocean's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e este &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; dá-me a impressão que vai surpreender pela positiva, o enredo está muito bem feito, a "jogada" principal dentro das portas do casino alvo é cheia de acção e pormenores explosivos (literalmente e também não), e os actores nem se fala pois para além de super-actores foram escolhidos a dedo desde o primeiro filme, acima encontram-se as três principas razões para não perder esta fita...e que razões...&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/24180264-7165963884651248398?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7165963884651248398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7165963884651248398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/oceans-13.html' title='Ocean&apos;s 13'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RmGdx2By-QI/AAAAAAAAANs/mmjyXYdLkFo/s72-c/401151.1020.A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-3599905571531833853</id><published>2007-06-01T11:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:41.556Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajas boas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dias'/><title type='text'>Conto infantil para todas as idades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl_zMGBy-PI/AAAAAAAAANk/TiQlzEBrhxw/s1600-h/mbcap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl_zMGBy-PI/AAAAAAAAANk/TiQlzEBrhxw/s400/mbcap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071039094544595186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para verem como eu não sou completamente radical eis um "guilty pleasure" que me acompanha desde a infância, o meu conto infantil preferido é vermelho...sim trata-se da história de uma menina com um Capuchinho Vermelho e que após uma longa travessia pelo bosque com o seu cestinho de verga carregado de deliciosas iguarias para prendar a sua avózinha doente, subitamente é interpelada por um lobo atlético, musculado de olhos verdes ui ui, e coitadinha se depara no final da história com o sr. lobo a "papar" a avózinha que de doente só tinha a mente perversa (é que o lobo acabadinho de completar 18 aninhos era um pedaço de mau caminho), foi com esta história que aprendi a lição: não se deve confiar em lobos bem parecidos e muito menos em avózinhas cheias de pica!!&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/24180264-3599905571531833853?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3599905571531833853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3599905571531833853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/06/conto-infantil-para-todas-as-idades.html' title='Conto infantil para todas as idades'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl_zMGBy-PI/AAAAAAAAANk/TiQlzEBrhxw/s72-c/mbcap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-350982838173768004</id><published>2007-05-31T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:41.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Eu sou Verde??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl7Zu2By-OI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZydxryMPACs/s1600-h/231310.vogue_gianecchini_vogue_334_469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl7Zu2By-OI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZydxryMPACs/s400/231310.vogue_gianecchini_vogue_334_469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070729629266016482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta manhã cruzei-me com este gajo no estacionamento de um hipermercado cá da terrinha (foto tirada por mim com o telemóvel) e quase que me dava um toque com a carripana que conduzia, tive que sair do carro e berrar-lhe bem alto para ter cuidado quando mete a marcha atrás, sim porque só a buzina não resultou...enfim, posto isto atão não é que o gajo me pergunta se lhe emprestava 100€ para ir comprar umas cenas, eu coloquei o meu olhar nº 7 (aquele estilo matadora mas sem raios fulminantes) e retorqui "olha lá pá, eu sou Verde???" e ele "nnnão..." ao que tive que lhe dizer suavemente ao ouvido "então vááá..." eheheheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(tinha que postar algo Verde para abanar os malandrecos que não preferem dar uma cor verde às suas vidas, e não é todos os dias que uma gaja se cruza com o Reynaldo e o manda...a uma instituição qualquer que agora tem uma publicidade parva pa caramba...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-350982838173768004?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/350982838173768004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/350982838173768004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/eu-sou-verde.html' title='Eu sou Verde??'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rl7Zu2By-OI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZydxryMPACs/s72-c/231310.vogue_gianecchini_vogue_334_469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4323894189618954788</id><published>2007-05-31T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:56:38.867+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieguices'/><title type='text'>Toca a animar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acordo invariavelmente todos os dias a ouvir este Senhor (sim é um senhor com letra bem grande), diz disparates temperados com notícias por vezes menos aprazíveis e vice-versa e esse é para mim o triunfo de nunca ser repetível dia após dia, "a partir das 6...da madrugada" como ele próprio refere irónicamente subentende-se que é a vida que escolheu porque gosta, mas paga o preço diário de se levantar com as galinhas eheheheheheh...os meus filhos também já o "conhecem" bem e comentam efusivamente as palermices que verbaliza acompanhadas de um sorriso estampado que se vê através do som, é das melhores companhias para muita gente e espero sinceramente que continue sendo a alma, o espírito a força impulsora de uma rádio com um clima de boa disposição permanente, não é disso que todos precisamos? eu tenho a certeza que sim, gosto de sorrir, rir, ouvir um som engraçado para cantarolar nas minhas deslocações (curtas mas imensas) que faço diariamente no frenesim do dia-a-dia, Sr. Pedro Ribeiro muito obrigado e não podia deixar de partilhar este texto escrito por si hoje e onde cada mãe e cada pai se revê em TODAS as palavras nele existentes, ser mãe (ou pai) é isto e porquê? &lt;a href="http://osdiasuteis.blogspot.com/2007/05/s-porque-sim.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só porque sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!! (leiam se faxavori, está um mimo)&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/24180264-4323894189618954788?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4323894189618954788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4323894189618954788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/toca-animar.html' title='Toca a animar!'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-2674023374891275127</id><published>2007-05-29T13:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:42.165Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bola'/><title type='text'>Verde que te quero Verde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlxT1GBy-NI/AAAAAAAAANU/apb27YyzJdE/s1600-h/000eya8k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlxT1GBy-NI/AAAAAAAAANU/apb27YyzJdE/s400/000eya8k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070019452128655570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Actualização de última hora, mais ou menos pela hora do lanche eheheheheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rlwfu2By-MI/AAAAAAAAANM/KjN8TvDeEiA/s1600-h/30775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rlwfu2By-MI/AAAAAAAAANM/KjN8TvDeEiA/s400/30775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069962170149828802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acabadinha de sair do forno, ainda quentinha...clicar para aumentar a imagem, vale a pena!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Obrigado mana e deixa-os poisar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-2674023374891275127?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2674023374891275127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2674023374891275127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/verde-que-te-quero-verde.html' title='Verde que te quero Verde'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlxT1GBy-NI/AAAAAAAAANU/apb27YyzJdE/s72-c/000eya8k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5981976140287560425</id><published>2007-05-28T18:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:42.631Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Baralhada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2GBy-JI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pUTS_yX2cT0/s1600-h/ch2-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2GBy-JI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pUTS_yX2cT0/s400/ch2-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672023634147474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2WBy-KI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mo3KuRrp3fg/s1600-h/ch2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2WBy-KI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Mo3KuRrp3fg/s400/ch2-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672027929114786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2WBy-LI/AAAAAAAAANE/pLjno-1vD78/s1600-h/ch2-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2WBy-LI/AAAAAAAAANE/pLjno-1vD78/s400/ch2-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672027929114802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já sabia que a escolha ia ser difícil, mas tanto?...A colecção man da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intimissimi&lt;/span&gt; é giríssima, quero uns destes para mim (os boxers não o modelo), eu a ver a colecção feminina saltam-me estas imagens acabando por me deixar na dúvida se escolherei uma cueca asa delta ou uns boxers bem justinhos com cores tão apetecíveis...&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/24180264-5981976140287560425?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5981976140287560425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5981976140287560425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/baralhada.html' title='Baralhada'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlsX2GBy-JI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pUTS_yX2cT0/s72-c/ch2-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2791577982869009070</id><published>2007-05-27T21:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:42.783Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Da bola desta tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlntgWBy-II/AAAAAAAAAMs/qsT3eUrUFYA/s1600-h/1029661791.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlntgWBy-II/AAAAAAAAAMs/qsT3eUrUFYA/s400/1029661791.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069343995506915458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Este miúdo não marcou mas foi um dos melhores em campo esta tarde, não só pelo seu desempenho com o esférico (ó pra mim a usar terminologia tipo jornal desportivo eheheheh) mas sobretudo pelo penteado afro que luziu (sim luziu de tanta madeixa loira) e que lhe fica a matar...gostei Miguel tás super fashion!!!&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/24180264-2791577982869009070?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2791577982869009070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2791577982869009070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/da-bola-desta-tarde.html' title='Da bola desta tarde'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlntgWBy-II/AAAAAAAAAMs/qsT3eUrUFYA/s72-c/1029661791.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5863950485576541767</id><published>2007-05-25T09:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:57:09.569+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundo'/><title type='text'>Pelo mundo fora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiuKHRlZOuo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiuKHRlZOuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje assinala-se o &lt;a href="http://diariodigital.sapo.pt/news.asp?section_id=13&amp;amp;id_news=277808"&gt;Dia Internacional das Crianças Desaparecidas&lt;/a&gt;, flagelo mundial que não pode deixar de ser sentido por todos nós que pais ou não nos toca profundamente e nos entristece a alma. O caso mediático da menina inglesa desaparecida há 3 semanas no Algarve veio encher as nossas casas de uma constante revolta quer pelos autores deste acto atroz, quer pelas autoridades nas quais confiamos a segurança e a acção eficazes em momentos como estes.&lt;br /&gt;Ao abrir a caixa de e-mail estes últimos dias tenho constatado que este caso da Maddie não só está a avivar-nos a memória para que não se baixe os braços a esta busca, como também já está a fazer com que a solidariedade nacional não deixe passar em claro que casos como o desta menina continuam sem um desfecho, e refiro-me às crianças portuguesas desaparecidas nos últimos anos.&lt;br /&gt;Será possível "viver" com uma dor como esta? Penso muitas vezes nestes pais que com um olhar de desânimo voltaram a aparecer nos media para que a sua esperança seja reavivada e partilhada por todos aqueles que possam de alguma forma ajudar na recuperação dos bem mais precioso das suas vidas. É um dia triste mas onde a luz ao fundo não pode ser roubada a quem só vive para achar o seu filho...&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/24180264-5863950485576541767?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5863950485576541767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5863950485576541767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/pelo-mundo-fora.html' title='Pelo mundo fora...'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-3408727288377496812</id><published>2007-05-23T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:43.579Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Aquecimento Global by Diesel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlN6j2By-HI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WNMJBFcJGT8/s1600-h/gw8venice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlN6j2By-HI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WNMJBFcJGT8/s400/gw8venice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067528761938999410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlN6OmBy-GI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VW1Wa2jNm3k/s1600-h/gw6rushmore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlN6OmBy-GI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VW1Wa2jNm3k/s400/gw6rushmore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067528396866779234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A campanha publicitária da marca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diesel&lt;/span&gt; para a colecção de Verão pegou no tema do aquecimento global e fez umas fotos simplesmente fantásticas, é certo que houve logo quem criticasse argumentando que é um tema sério demais para ser tratado desta forma, que a ideia de pessoas super bem vestidas integrando um cenário de catástrofes da natureza blá, blá, blá...o que é certo é que a campanha já está nas páginas das revistas, nos outdoors, na televisão, na internet e mostra como o trabalho publicitário bem feito é uma arma dos tempos modernos, porque não utilizá-la para ser comentada e discutida de várias perspectivas? Como se costuma dizer: falem bem ou falem mal o que interessa é que falem! Eu não poderia deixar de colocar algumas das fotos espectaculares desta campanha, publicidade bem feita é isto, o resto &lt;a href="http://www.notcot.com/archives/2007/02/global_warming.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&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/24180264-3408727288377496812?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3408727288377496812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3408727288377496812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/aquecimento-global-by-diesel.html' title='Aquecimento Global by Diesel'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlN6j2By-HI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WNMJBFcJGT8/s72-c/gw8venice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2311110268084359518</id><published>2007-05-22T14:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:43.956Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Pirates are back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlLwyGBy-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kOkSarzISOA/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlLwyGBy-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kOkSarzISOA/s400/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067377274147502162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há alguns meses fazia &lt;a href="http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2006/08/tem-carinha-de-pirata-tem.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; referência a este rapazinho na altura em alta pelo êxito do filme Piratas das Caraíbas 2, e como equipa que ganha não se mexe (e dá doláres com fartura) eis que o novo filme da saga do pirata mais sexy está de regresso &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Piratas das Caraíbas - Nos confins do mundo&lt;/span&gt; a estrear já esta semana em Portugal. Vi o último e posso dizer que não me arrependi, o Johnny tem esse poder, não desfazendo no Orlando que também é giro que se farta...e então e a Keira, hum? Bem está tudo dito, filmezito de entretenga cai sempre bem na época estival.&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/24180264-2311110268084359518?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2311110268084359518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2311110268084359518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-are-back.html' title='Pirates are back'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlLwyGBy-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kOkSarzISOA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8261625945139348544</id><published>2007-05-21T11:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:44.240Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogosfera'/><title type='text'>Viagra e Prozac - Um ano de Irreflexões</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlF2YGBy-EI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kUrRNXuaiUM/s1600-h/Giorgia_Palmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlF2YGBy-EI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kUrRNXuaiUM/s400/Giorgia_Palmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066961212075604034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giorgia Palmas em jeito de prenda para o &lt;a href="http://ireflexoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;h&lt;/a&gt;, até se percebe ela a dizer "Parabéns pá!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Divertido&lt;br /&gt;Bem disposto&lt;br /&gt;Recheado de humor (ora simples, ora sarcástico)&lt;br /&gt;Acutilante&lt;br /&gt;Irreflectido (o q.b.)&lt;br /&gt;Irreverente&lt;br /&gt;Audaz&lt;br /&gt;Actual&lt;br /&gt;Frontal (e por vezes também de retaguarda)&lt;br /&gt;Almareado&lt;br /&gt;Bem temperado&lt;br /&gt;Mordaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na procura de uma justiça muito própria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim defino &lt;a href="http://ireflexoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;este espaço&lt;/a&gt; que está de parabéns pelo seu primeiro aninho a vaguear na blogosfera, que passe muitos mais aninhos a fazer-nos companhia neste complexo remoinho de ideias que é a esfera virtual. Venham os Viagras e Prozac's para animar a festa!!!&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/24180264-8261625945139348544?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8261625945139348544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8261625945139348544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/viagra-e-prozac-um-ano-de-irreflexes.html' title='Viagra e Prozac - Um ano de Irreflexões'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RlF2YGBy-EI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kUrRNXuaiUM/s72-c/Giorgia_Palmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4732105020840352427</id><published>2007-05-18T17:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:44.364Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajas boas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bola'/><title type='text'>Ahhh Leoa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rk3RB2By-DI/AAAAAAAAAME/WxQm-PF6hHc/s1600-h/000wy718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rk3RB2By-DI/AAAAAAAAAME/WxQm-PF6hHc/s400/000wy718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065934985474799666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para todos aqueles que ainda se encontram na dúvida sobre qual o melhor clube do mundo e arredores, a nossa amiga Isabelinha Figueira pode ajudar a elucidar de qual se trata, eheheheheh...&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/24180264-4732105020840352427?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4732105020840352427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4732105020840352427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahhh-leoa.html' title='Ahhh Leoa!!'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rk3RB2By-DI/AAAAAAAAAME/WxQm-PF6hHc/s72-c/000wy718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8188039926808239495</id><published>2007-05-14T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:44.497Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bola'/><title type='text'>Lagartos, leões e campeões</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rkg8le1rdSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OZhNspC68BY/s1600-h/s500x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rkg8le1rdSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OZhNspC68BY/s400/s500x500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064364395609158946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não é que eu pesque muito do tema mas estou cá com um felling que no próximo fim de semana esta imagem vai ser muito real...os leõezinhos (e acreditos que outros animais menos fofos) irão estar assim pró nervositos, eheheheheheh...estamos cá para os ver jogar bem (ou mal tanto faz, o que interessa é ganhar e os outros não) e marcar a diferença, sim porque vamos ser campeões, força leões!!!&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/24180264-8188039926808239495?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8188039926808239495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8188039926808239495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/lagartos-lees-e-campees.html' title='Lagartos, leões e campeões'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rkg8le1rdSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/OZhNspC68BY/s72-c/s500x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7556191468807741825</id><published>2007-05-11T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:55:14.275+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Momentos de ternura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Mãe, já apareceu a menina?&lt;br /&gt;- Ainda não...&lt;br /&gt;- Olha mãe eu sonhei que ela tinha aparecido...ela faz 4 anos no sábado, sabias?&lt;br /&gt;- Era bom filha mas parece que não se sabe nada dela...ouvi sim na TV que é o aniversário dela...&lt;br /&gt;As crianças são os seres mais completos da humanidade, brincam e fazem perguntas tolas em momentos que para os adultos são sérios mas têm uma profunda sensibilidade para serem empáticos com quem sofre...olho para os meus filhos nestes momentos e fico tão feliz por estarem ali entretidos nas suas coisinhas e ao mesmo tempo tão desesperada pela sua vulnerabilidade por serem seres pequeninos sem capacidade de defesa...&lt;br /&gt;Os diálogos acerca da Maddie têm sido uma constante nestes últimos dias e hoje a caminho da escola viram a foto da menina na capa da revista que tenho no carro e quiseram ver, tocar e ler algumas frases da reportagem, os comentários que os dois faziam pareciam-me surreais, como questionavam a investigação, as pessoas envolvidas, a vida daqueles pais, o local onde tudo se passou e as circunstâncias do desaparecimento, cada vez mais procuro neles uma fonte de entendimento deste mundo porque eles preocupam-se com os sentimentos das pessoas que lhes é roubada a melhor coisa da vida: estar junto de quem se ama!!&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/24180264-7556191468807741825?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7556191468807741825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7556191468807741825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/momentos-de-ternura.html' title='Momentos de ternura'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-4239563187245661679</id><published>2007-05-10T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:44.819Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Etnic style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkM5QO1rdOI/AAAAAAAAALc/H2Y8LhmEzIM/s1600-h/V246416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkM5QO1rdOI/AAAAAAAAALc/H2Y8LhmEzIM/s400/V246416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062953357118502114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkM5QO1rdPI/AAAAAAAAALk/lYJ5f0IOI3w/s1600-h/V261236_W139RGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkM5QO1rdPI/AAAAAAAAALk/lYJ5f0IOI3w/s400/V261236_W139RGB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062953357118502130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A colecção da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/span&gt; para o Verão 2007 é muito interessante assim a modos que prós motivos étnicos, será difícil escolher o modelito pois são todos uma gracinha, estes são apenas 2 dos que me ficaram debaixo d'olho...mas ando ainda a cuscar mais umas coisinhas...e no momento de escolher há sempre um pormenor que fala mais alto...o preço!!&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/24180264-4239563187245661679?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4239563187245661679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4239563187245661679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/etnic-style.html' title='Etnic style'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkM5QO1rdOI/AAAAAAAAALc/H2Y8LhmEzIM/s72-c/V246416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-2992650286470364039</id><published>2007-05-08T16:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:45.109Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Frescuras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkCUJu1rdNI/AAAAAAAAALU/ngywT18Zua4/s1600-h/adrianalima1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkCUJu1rdNI/AAAAAAAAALU/ngywT18Zua4/s400/adrianalima1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062208876077348050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma boa altura para a malta se despir...de preconceitos, maus-olhados, tensões desgastantes e acima de tudo de mesquinhezes...não costumo ser assim é verdade, mas hoje apeteceu-me despir-me de certas m*****...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou como a miúda da foto (Adriana Lima), sinto-me leve e tão fresca ehhehehehheh...&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/24180264-2992650286470364039?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2992650286470364039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2992650286470364039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/frescuras.html' title='Frescuras'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RkCUJu1rdNI/AAAAAAAAALU/ngywT18Zua4/s72-c/adrianalima1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5680985815152116996</id><published>2007-05-05T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:45.366Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajas boas'/><title type='text'>Calores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rjy9R-1rdLI/AAAAAAAAALE/m-GfaiBAWOQ/s1600-h/desert-pmonica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rjy9R-1rdLI/AAAAAAAAALE/m-GfaiBAWOQ/s400/desert-pmonica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061128197881164978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vem calorzinho, vem de mansinho mas vem que eu já estou farta das botas e quero tirá-las de uma vez por todas!! Eheheheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mónica Bellucci (de botas altas...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/24180264-5680985815152116996?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5680985815152116996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5680985815152116996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/calores.html' title='Calores'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rjy9R-1rdLI/AAAAAAAAALE/m-GfaiBAWOQ/s72-c/desert-pmonica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8900601643396127673</id><published>2007-05-04T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:45.623Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Cheira bem, cheira a... Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjuzOe1rdKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rYUzJhSwnXA/s1600-h/visuel_2_450x292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjuzOe1rdKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rYUzJhSwnXA/s400/visuel_2_450x292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060835667658634402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0PqJoULfjg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0PqJoULfjg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O novo perfume da Calvin Klein é direcionado para a geração “Technosexuals”, termo patenteado pela marca para definir jovens cujas vidas amorosas são definidas em parte pelos encontros casuais e que são fanáticos por blogs e SMS's. O próprio nome do perfume escrito em letras minúsculas já é uma marca das mensagens de texto. A embalagem do produto foi feita em vidro transparente e plástico branco para lembrar outro ícone, o iPod. Isto é que é marketing do puro e duro, a malta adora aderir a tudo o que lhe seja particularmente prazeirento logo porque não cheirar a algo inspirado nas tecnologias que se usam todo o dia? Eu já experimentei o aroma e tenho a dizer que é muito semelhante ao anterior One da mesma marca e que eu já tinha usado há uns anitos, pois venha mais este que me parece muito fresquinho para o Verão...o anúncio é na mesma onda da sensualidade aliada à juventude com óptimo aspecto, ela gira, ele muito giro e tá feita a receita.&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/24180264-8900601643396127673?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8900601643396127673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8900601643396127673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/05/cheira-bem-cheira-blog.html' title='Cheira bem, cheira a... Blog'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjuzOe1rdKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rYUzJhSwnXA/s72-c/visuel_2_450x292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-9210274759570140950</id><published>2007-04-27T14:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.023Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>The Gift na Oviabertura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjH2Wt_pPQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qAnBcllYYPA/s1600-h/gift02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjH2Wt_pPQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qAnBcllYYPA/s400/gift02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058094726677871874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanhã à noite cá pela terrinha vai ser fácil de entender...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-9210274759570140950?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9210274759570140950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9210274759570140950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/gift-na-oviabertura.html' title='The Gift na Oviabertura'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RjH2Wt_pPQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qAnBcllYYPA/s72-c/gift02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8872138761454441165</id><published>2007-04-25T00:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.181Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>O dia é de festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Ri6le38yRZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tvDg1_XzZ28/s1600-h/07wallgrande.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Ri6le38yRZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tvDg1_XzZ28/s400/07wallgrande.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057161381417207186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem tem direito a foguetes no dia de anos quem é?? És tu meu amor, e como ficas contente por iniciares o teu aniversário em tom de festa, o teu dia até é feriado para poderes aproveitar ao máximo as 24 horas que o preenchem. Há 7 aninhos logo pela manhã olhaste o mundo e recebeste tanto amor e ternura, nunca esquecerei a tua irmãzinha ainda pequenita a debruçar-se sobre ti para te dar um beijo tão doce de boas-vindas...parabéns filhote és uma criatura linda, sim és reguila mas tens um coração de ouro, hoje o dia é teu e a tua felicidade é a nossa felicidade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-8872138761454441165?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8872138761454441165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8872138761454441165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-dia-de-festa.html' title='O dia é de festa'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Ri6le38yRZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tvDg1_XzZ28/s72-c/07wallgrande.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4526974996588631226</id><published>2007-04-23T19:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.308Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leitura'/><title type='text'>Livrinhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Riz1x38yRWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1-rU0Hlf0M/s1600-h/br_tio_patinhas_285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Riz1x38yRWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1-rU0Hlf0M/s400/br_tio_patinhas_285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056686718811522402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O meu primeiro grande vício de leitura! Estes eram livros que faziam montanha pela casa, trocavam-se com os amigos, juntavam-se algumas moedas para comprar mais...tenho saudades deste vício, à medida que fui substituindo as páginas coloridas por páginas brancas cheias de letras o vício diminuiu. Ainda hoje quando apanho um dos originais (brasileiros da Abril Editora) fico a olhar para ele com saudades e um sorriso de ternura por todas aquelas personagens fantásticas que me acompanharam durante anos...&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/24180264-4526974996588631226?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4526974996588631226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4526974996588631226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/livrinhos.html' title='Livrinhos'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Riz1x38yRWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/N1-rU0Hlf0M/s72-c/br_tio_patinhas_285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-3502480785203651307</id><published>2007-04-20T15:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.505Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>É só a mim?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RijURn8yRVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Z7koG74W2k8/s1600-h/sherilynFenn16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RijURn8yRVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Z7koG74W2k8/s400/sherilynFenn16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055523980970181970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta semana bateram o recorde de chamadas e mensagens para o meu telemóvel daqueles chatos que querem só dizer uma coisinha e nos entopem de idiotices para ganhar dinheiro às nossas custas. Que chatice, dizer à gaja das telecomunicações que estou satisfeita e não quero mudar pela enésima vez de operadora e net, fazer sorriso de satisfação por ter ganho um desconto de 15% em tratamentos de beleza (que não vou de certeza fazer) e a mais incrível eu recusei uma oferta de um fim de semana em Portugal ou no Brasil para 2 pessoas (o ano passado apanharam-me num hotel da cidade para levantar a dita oferta e estive lá só 1 hora e tal para me ver livre deles), pensavam que me enganavam outra vez?? Nã, agora nem que me ofereçam um porta-chaves eu vou aceitar, foi o fim da inocência cá da je...ah e esquecia-me também ligaram pela não-sei-quantas-vez do tal ginásio que abriu e uma amiga deu o meu contacto, uma semana grátis, essa coitada apanhou-me mesmo em transe e parece que não gostou muito da minha resposta negativa despedindo-se com um "desculpe o incómodo...", façam isso mais espaçado de ano a ano por exemplo, não me massacrem todos na mesma semana, eu agradeço...&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/24180264-3502480785203651307?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3502480785203651307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3502480785203651307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/s-mim.html' title='É só a mim?'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RijURn8yRVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Z7koG74W2k8/s72-c/sherilynFenn16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-5413447212221147768</id><published>2007-04-19T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.635Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saúde'/><title type='text'>De alvo ao peito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RidNfn8yRTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AHS3mFpNOGo/s1600-h/solidariedade_hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RidNfn8yRTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AHS3mFpNOGo/s400/solidariedade_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055094312441890098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nova campanha Cancro da Mama no Alvo da Moda em Portugal já arrancou esta semana e traz  mulheres bonitas e caras conhecidas para que esta campanha seja um sucesso tal como a de 2006. &lt;span class="maxima"&gt;Esta iniciativa internacional da indústria da moda tem como objectivo chamar a atenção para todas as questões relacionadas com o cancro da mama – prevenção, rastreio e tratamento – e fomentar acções de recolha de fundos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="maxima"&gt; As t-shirts estarão à venda até finais de Junho nas lojas Lanidor. No dia 22 de Junho, vamos todas vestir a camisola e celebrar o Fashion Targets Friday. Para nos lembrarmos de que, na luta contra o cancro da mama, ganhamos nós.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.maxima.xl.pt/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;revista Máxima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-5413447212221147768?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5413447212221147768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5413447212221147768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/de-alvo-ao-peito.html' title='De alvo ao peito'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RidNfn8yRTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AHS3mFpNOGo/s72-c/solidariedade_hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4598423590079163907</id><published>2007-04-17T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:37:25.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Secret Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l-yQdNjC3AY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l-yQdNjC3AY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É remédio para muitas maleitas, usado em abundância sem causar efeitos secundários eis o segredo milenar para fazer alguém feliz, nem que seja por breves instantes...um sorriso vale mais que milhentas palavras, gestos e atitudes. Eu adoro reparti-los, é grátis e não custa quando são sinceros...ah e receber um sorriso lindo?? Adoroooooooo...&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/24180264-4598423590079163907?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4598423590079163907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4598423590079163907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/secret-smile.html' title='Secret Smile'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-5915957097633698263</id><published>2007-04-16T14:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.762Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>EHEHEHEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiNzt8JqVTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gZK3VmiJyRI/s1600-h/070131_understand_women.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiNzt8JqVTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gZK3VmiJyRI/s400/070131_understand_women.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054010439917786418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isto é só uma pequena amostra do que podemos encontrar&lt;a href="http://blaugh.com/"&gt; aqui&lt;/a&gt;, para os bloggers que gostam verdadeiramente de humor de todos os géneros, eheheheh...&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/24180264-5915957097633698263?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5915957097633698263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/5915957097633698263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/eheheheh.html' title='EHEHEHEH'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiNzt8JqVTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gZK3VmiJyRI/s72-c/070131_understand_women.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-9145298700919724329</id><published>2007-04-14T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:46.869Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leonardo di Caprio'/><title type='text'>Ídolo Verde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiAZcMJqVRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/K1ag-OENFak/s1600-h/fasl17_dicaprio0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiAZcMJqVRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/K1ag-OENFak/s400/fasl17_dicaprio0705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053066753998476562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Está uma pessoa muito calma e serena lendo a &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/magazine/"&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/a&gt; e bum esbarra com &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/fame/features/2007/05/dicaprio_portfolio200705"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt;...assim não há condições de ler o resto...fica pra outro dia a leitura que por agora entretenho-me com as paisagens alusivas ao  rapazito Leo que parece ser reconhecido como uma celebridade preocupada com o ambiente, a revista deste mês é dedicada aos problemas que o mundo enfrenta na preservação do ambiente, onde se incluem as alterações climatéricas cada vez mais pronunciadas, neste caso ficamos pelo aquecimento do clima...&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/24180264-9145298700919724329?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9145298700919724329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/9145298700919724329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/dolo-verde.html' title='Ídolo Verde'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RiAZcMJqVRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/K1ag-OENFak/s72-c/fasl17_dicaprio0705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1942713952167874308</id><published>2007-04-12T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:10:56.250+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Cabecinha pensadora</title><content type='html'>- Mãe hoje não me perguntas que tal de escola?&lt;br /&gt;- Pergunto pois, que tal de escola?&lt;br /&gt;- Bem...&lt;br /&gt;- E não me perguntas se tenho trabalhos de casa?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim pergunto, tens trabalhos de casa?&lt;br /&gt;- Tenho...&lt;br /&gt;- E é o quê?&lt;br /&gt;- Pintar uns desenhos...&lt;br /&gt;- E porquê tantas voltas para me dizeres isso?&lt;br /&gt;- É que estava a pensar...que tu e a mana podiam pintar...é que dá o Benfica...&lt;br /&gt;- Escuta...tás-te a passar, isso é jogo sujo...&lt;br /&gt;- O que é jogo sujo??&lt;br /&gt;- É tu teres pensamentos tristes à conta desse Benfica...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1942713952167874308?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1942713952167874308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1942713952167874308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/cabecinha-pensadora.html' title='Cabecinha pensadora'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-1031668288607523872</id><published>2007-04-11T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:47.049Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parvoíces'/><title type='text'>Bad luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rhz9ccJqVOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L8Tu5KtNZYk/s1600-h/scarlettjhoansson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rhz9ccJqVOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L8Tu5KtNZYk/s400/scarlettjhoansson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052191547037734114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logo hoje que fui olear a byke é que está de chuva, que chatice...eheheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1031668288607523872?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1031668288607523872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1031668288607523872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-luck.html' title='Bad luck'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rhz9ccJqVOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L8Tu5KtNZYk/s72-c/scarlettjhoansson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1250669367537180501</id><published>2007-04-09T15:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:47.286Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Alentejo gostoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhpUvbMuNAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3vqLTxFFTo/s1600-h/Tisch_im_gr_nen_Internet_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhpUvbMuNAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3vqLTxFFTo/s400/Tisch_im_gr_nen_Internet_05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051443105781134338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perto de casa temos &lt;a href="http://www.vilavitahotels.com/typo3/html/parc_herdade.0.html?&amp;amp;L=3"&gt;magníficos rasgos de paisagem alentejana&lt;/a&gt; que podem ser desfrutados com um vinho soberbo (prefiro o branco bem fresquinho) produzido nesta planície ainda verde nesta altura do ano. A calma e os sons da natureza fazem de cenário a momentos agradáveis para quem gosta de aliar uma boa degustação em boa companhia...é de voltar e degustar ao sabor do ar puro alentejano.&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/24180264-1250669367537180501?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1250669367537180501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1250669367537180501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/alentejo-gostoso.html' title='Alentejo gostoso'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhpUvbMuNAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/O3vqLTxFFTo/s72-c/Tisch_im_gr_nen_Internet_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1755346938956403102</id><published>2007-04-06T22:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:47.396Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Algo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rha5DbMuM_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/_x__ulV3HOY/s1600-h/18-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rha5DbMuM_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/_x__ulV3HOY/s400/18-final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050427500634452978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apetecia-me algo...bom, não muito doce nem amargo, leve para o estômago e para a alma...alguma coisa que me deixasse bem disposta e com a sensação de satisfação, que até me fizesse esboçar um sorriso de momentânea felicidade, abro o frigirífico e nada me desperta a atenção, a secção de bolachas e afins também não, os liquidos que vejo não me apetecem, sair de casa out of question...mau...parece que hoje o único que continua com bom aspecto é o sofá, mas não é comestível...chocolate escasseia e também não é bem isso, talvez um chocolate mas quente, não me apetece fazer...desisto, há dias que nada me satisfaz, aposto que hoje é um desses dias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;foto: Eugenio Recuenco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-1755346938956403102?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1755346938956403102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1755346938956403102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/algo.html' title='Algo'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rha5DbMuM_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/_x__ulV3HOY/s72-c/18-final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-6382891761385850935</id><published>2007-04-04T18:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:47.787Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Fabuloso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhPeMLMuM9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/L21uVxuXLR0/s1600-h/Kim_III_by_borissov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhPeMLMuM9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/L21uVxuXLR0/s400/Kim_III_by_borissov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049623907958404050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhPeMLMuM-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/_ix0i5x-M7M/s1600-h/Andrea_III_BW_by_borissov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhPeMLMuM-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/_ix0i5x-M7M/s400/Andrea_III_BW_by_borissov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049623907958404066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É simplesmente fantástico o trabalho deste artista da fotografia, gosto imenso dos retratos a preto e branco, são de uma qualidade extrema...as expressões do corpo e rosto são captadas de forma artistica e muito profissional, gosto mesmo muito...acho que já tinha dito, espreitem a galeria pessoal e deliciem-se...&lt;br /&gt;Autor: &lt;a href="http://borissov.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nikola Borissov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/24180264-6382891761385850935?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6382891761385850935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6382891761385850935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/fabuloso.html' title='Fabuloso'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhPeMLMuM9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/L21uVxuXLR0/s72-c/Kim_III_by_borissov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7280866448989594094</id><published>2007-04-03T22:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:47.884Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries'/><title type='text'>Regresso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhLN5aXy2LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kv7snjhNf9w/s1600-h/ericajdtvguidepromo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhLN5aXy2LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kv7snjhNf9w/s400/ericajdtvguidepromo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049324518451108018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voltaram as donas de casa desesperadas ainda mais arrumadinhas que na série anterior, e com elas voltaram eles também, ai o canalizador é cá um pedaço de...actor...o maroto...&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/24180264-7280866448989594094?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7280866448989594094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7280866448989594094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/regresso.html' title='Regresso'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhLN5aXy2LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Kv7snjhNf9w/s72-c/ericajdtvguidepromo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7704800761836293162</id><published>2007-04-03T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:01:03.853+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Bom som</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2J-MuQyR8M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2J-MuQyR8M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi estes moçoilos a abrir o concerto dos U2 no maravilhoso estádio de Alvalade em pleno Agosto de 2005 (com um calor do caraças), e pensei "Ó meus amigos a abrir um concerto destes só podem vir a ser uma banda a ouvir...", e estava certa claro está, os rapazes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/span&gt; são um caso sério da música boa onda, esta musiquinha Ruby é mesmo engraçada e é daquelas que ficam a bater na cabecinha, ruby ruby ruby ruby...&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/24180264-7704800761836293162?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7704800761836293162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7704800761836293162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/bom-som.html' title='Bom som'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-2059736602661682710</id><published>2007-04-02T21:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.007Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Pensar positivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhFuNaXy2KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LLSpQzGPOy8/s1600-h/EL47MODABLANCO1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhFuNaXy2KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LLSpQzGPOy8/s400/EL47MODABLANCO1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048937833955514530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vem aí o calor, amanhã estarão 30ºC ...em Honolulu no Hawaii, eheheheh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-2059736602661682710?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2059736602661682710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2059736602661682710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/04/pensar-positivo.html' title='Pensar positivo'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RhFuNaXy2KI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LLSpQzGPOy8/s72-c/EL47MODABLANCO1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-6777282243586930092</id><published>2007-03-31T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.148Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Sonhar é giro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2oEKXy2JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P6qY19xpqSk/s1600-h/ellemcpherson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2oEKXy2JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P6qY19xpqSk/s400/ellemcpherson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047875546809292946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E se de repente o fim de semana fosse a bordo de um barquito cheio de coisas apetitosas e um sol maravilhoso a raiar no céu?? Eu gostava...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Elle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; in Elle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-6777282243586930092?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6777282243586930092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6777282243586930092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/sonhar-giro.html' title='Sonhar é giro'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2oEKXy2JI/AAAAAAAAAHs/P6qY19xpqSk/s72-c/ellemcpherson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-4942931215871379140</id><published>2007-03-30T23:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.305Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhotes'/><title type='text'>Tagarelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2cD6Xy2II/AAAAAAAAAHk/8r0dndE95k8/s1600-h/monica33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2cD6Xy2II/AAAAAAAAAHk/8r0dndE95k8/s400/monica33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047862348374792322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E mais uma semana voou, quem se queixa cá por casa é o meu filhote que adora férias escolares e hoje apercebeu-se que já passou uma semanita desde que acabaram as aulas mas o drama não é ter passado uma semana mas sim que já só falta mais uma para o regresso à vida árdua e trabalhosa de aluno, eheheh...Hoje fui buscar as chamadas "notas" de final de período e os meus pimpolhos continuam de vento em pôpa na aprendizagem escolar mas também continuam a ser dos mais activos nas chamadas "tagarelices fora do contexto de aula", eu acabada de sair de serviço sem grande vontade de diálogo matinal lá tive que me rir para dentro ao ver os trabalhos (de ambos) que falam por si, e pensar: "os meus moços são espertos como erram esta cena, e esta? Só pode ser destrambelhamento daquelas cabecitas..." Mas as "stôras" até são raparigas simpáticas e lá vão dizendo a mesma frase de sempre (como se eu estivesse chateada por ouvir pela enésima vez que eles são muuiiitoooo conversadores) e lá dizem: "Olhe, é normal eles são muito vivaços e aprendem com facilidade, e seria óptimo se estivessem menos distraídos...", como posso ficar menos satisfeita que isto?? Se eles não param calados um segundo no dia-a-dia iriam ficar atentos e calados na sala de aula junto dos colegas e amigos? Nã nem pensar, estes são os meus filhotes e serão sempre assim, com a minha cumplicidade concerteza pois também eu era a típica tagarela, e mais as coisas que se aprendem em segundo plano da aula (a chamada conversa de carteira) são importantíssimas para o desenvolvimento criativo e emocional da criança, afirmo-o com consciência ao vê-los crescer felizes e contentes por terem sempre assuntos para partilhar com os outros...estão de parabéns mais uma vez.&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/24180264-4942931215871379140?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4942931215871379140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4942931215871379140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagarelas.html' title='Tagarelas'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rg2cD6Xy2II/AAAAAAAAAHk/8r0dndE95k8/s72-c/monica33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8988789060305075141</id><published>2007-03-28T02:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.389Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Rica prenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgnH-aXy2EI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sJi0OEKfAK0/s1600-h/Normal_1Large_Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgnH-aXy2EI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sJi0OEKfAK0/s400/Normal_1Large_Pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046784732490291266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prendas...uma das melhores que já recebi via mail...eheheheh...&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/24180264-8988789060305075141?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8988789060305075141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8988789060305075141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/rica-prenda.html' title='Rica prenda'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgnH-aXy2EI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sJi0OEKfAK0/s72-c/Normal_1Large_Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-393234020327226921</id><published>2007-03-27T00:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:17:26.577+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieguices'/><title type='text'>Hoje sou esta música</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/85rHTTkwxN4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/85rHTTkwxN4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porque hoje é dia 27 e &lt;a href="http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2006/03/ah-pois-beb.html"&gt;alguém muito especial&lt;/a&gt; de quem gosto muito celebra mais um aninho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-393234020327226921?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/393234020327226921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/393234020327226921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoje-sou-esta-msica_27.html' title='Hoje sou esta música'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-2114670372823308939</id><published>2007-03-26T16:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.607Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Body care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rgfj1APU1oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SPA2Ztc1u3w/s1600-h/1204400186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rgfj1APU1oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SPA2Ztc1u3w/s400/1204400186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046252407228782210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já estava programado que hoje iria (re)começar a minha actividade física de ginásio, e nem uma constipação súbita me demoveu (o esforço mental para vencer esta desculpa foi enorme), teve de ser e afinal não custou assim tanto, o arranque é que foi mau (pedalar 15 min. que pareceram intermináveis) mas depois foi sempre a abrir, pior vai ser quando o corpito arrefecer e começarem as dores musculares mas prontos terei que aguentar e o mais importante é não perder o ritmo como aconteceu em tempos passados...amanhã há mais ou depois de amanhã, se estiver muito dorida, eheheh...&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/24180264-2114670372823308939?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2114670372823308939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/2114670372823308939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/body-care.html' title='Body care'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/Rgfj1APU1oI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SPA2Ztc1u3w/s72-c/1204400186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-3713095536875139533</id><published>2007-03-26T00:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:00:29.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6DuPr3GuyvQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6DuPr3GuyvQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dias especiais farão sempre parte da nossa existência...para ti entre as estrelas mais brilhantes hoje recordo-te ao som desta melodia...&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/24180264-3713095536875139533?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3713095536875139533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/3713095536875139533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/os-dias-especiais-faro-sempre-parte-da.html' title=''/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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-24180264.post-4465094711533049529</id><published>2007-03-24T00:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.813Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising space'/><title type='text'>Marlboro Classics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgR2UwPU1nI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jb207OMvxvI/s1600-h/ZO_6829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgR2UwPU1nI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jb207OMvxvI/s400/ZO_6829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045287581480441458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Discordo pois cá para mim esta publicidade não é nada classics...é Light's sem dúvida...&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/24180264-4465094711533049529?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4465094711533049529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/4465094711533049529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/marlboro-classics.html' title='Marlboro Classics'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgR2UwPU1nI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jb207OMvxvI/s72-c/ZO_6829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-1126485445230329233</id><published>2007-03-23T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:48.954Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>E já é sexta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgQhvwPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IOPd8yKtZZs/s1600-h/jessica-biel1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgQhvwPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IOPd8yKtZZs/s400/jessica-biel1.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045194586848548450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E aí está mais um fim de semana aguardado por muitos que têm o merecido descanso, eu prefiro passá-lo a trabalhar (treta, mas tem de ser) quem me mandou a mim ser anti-rotina?! Ninguém, mas para ser franca gosto deste ritmo por vezes alucinante de preencher os dias sempre de forma diferente, até acontece frequentemente sorrir sozinha quando regresso do trabalho a horas que toda a gente está a começar o dia, pancadas que cada um tem à sua maneira, como diz uma colega e amiga só chateia no Verão ao ver a malta toda à sexta-feira arrancar para as praias e gozar todos os fins de semana de calor, e cá na terrinha não faz calor nem nada...por enquanto não custa...os "outros" já estão de relax e já começa a fuga aos dias úteis o telefone já tocou, jantar? a que horas? onde? ok vou lá ter, e assim se começa o fim de semana, vamos lá pôr as novidades em dia...&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/24180264-1126485445230329233?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1126485445230329233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/1126485445230329233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/e-j-sexta.html' title='E já é sexta'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgQhvwPU1mI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IOPd8yKtZZs/s72-c/jessica-biel1.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-8743466197627077943</id><published>2007-03-22T00:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:49.243Z</updated><title type='text'>Fonte de vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHURQPU1lI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvcJSbdhcIQ/s1600-h/7345200008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHURQPU1lI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvcJSbdhcIQ/s400/7345200008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044546450513778258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porque hoje fazes mais um anito...Parabéns Mãe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-8743466197627077943?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8743466197627077943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/8743466197627077943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/fonte-de-vida.html' title='Fonte de vida'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHURQPU1lI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvcJSbdhcIQ/s72-c/7345200008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-6550466966668953837</id><published>2007-03-22T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:49.585Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas'/><title type='text'>Primavera, onde??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHRRgPU1kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GVR8hN3f3HU/s1600-h/uma_thurman_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHRRgPU1kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GVR8hN3f3HU/s400/uma_thurman_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044543156273862210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Só o sol brilha num céu azulíssimo porque temperaturas de Primavera não dou conta, já tinha pensado em guardar os casaquitos mais quentes cá da malta mas ainda bem que os meus impulsos de arrumação são apenas...impulsos. Após uns dias fantásticos de quentinho ou morninho desatino com este frio, de manhã então bahh...esperemos que isto seja o malandro do frio a despedir-se para dar lugar ao calor que nos faz andar mais leves como a miúda aí de cima, ah e quem sabe de quem se trata? Fica o desafio, umas dicas para ajudar: é loira natural, é gira e a última que é quase de caras: o nome tem assim jeitos de numerologia (até já me arrependi de dar esta pista tão óbvia), fica o repto vá toca a descobrir...quem descobrir primeiro ganha um café e se tiver calor pode ser um gelado ehehehh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24180264-6550466966668953837?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6550466966668953837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/6550466966668953837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/primavera-onde.html' title='Primavera, onde??'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgHRRgPU1kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GVR8hN3f3HU/s72-c/uma_thurman_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24180264.post-7294709329197575810</id><published>2007-03-20T17:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:49.836Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gajos bons'/><title type='text'>Vamos à bola??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgAWowPU1jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cBQo9FbgXOI/s1600-h/1174388659_extras_albumes_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgAWowPU1jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cBQo9FbgXOI/s400/1174388659_extras_albumes_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044056472054715954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem me conhece sabe perfeitamente que não vibro com jogos de futebol, vejo, torço pelo clube verde e principalmente chateio os meus amigos do contra quando perdem, mas...é óbvio que aprecio os moços que correm no relvado e mostram aqueles corpitos em forma e mudam de penteado (sempre fashion) para andarem sempre lindérrimos. É o que acontece com este fotógrafo que não aprecia a peladinha mas fez uma exposição com futebolistas pelados (ou quase), pois não é cá pelas nossas bandas é ali no país ao lado...o chavalo da foto é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iván Helguera&lt;/span&gt; (defesa do Real Madrid, as coisas que eu sei) e parece que é "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un tío muy culto&lt;/span&gt;" palavras do &lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/albumes/2007/03/20/diferente_usabiaga/index.html"&gt;Pedro Usabiaga&lt;/a&gt; o autor das fotos, e eu acrescentaria e muy guapo también...&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/24180264-7294709329197575810?l=saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7294709329197575810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24180264/posts/default/7294709329197575810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltosaltos-xtk.blogspot.com/2007/03/vamos-bola.html' title='Vamos à bola??'/><author><name>xtk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03365938579280999267</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dBz3hOpBzWE/RgAWowPU1jI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cBQo9FbgXOI/s72-c/1174388659_extras_albumes_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
