<?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-16991835</id><updated>2011-10-08T14:03:07.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AURELIA</title><subtitle type='html'>This note was a promise that all men - yes, black men as well as white men - would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. &lt;b&gt;Martin Luther King&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>355</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-3091159993880347239</id><published>2008-03-20T00:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:53:05.566Z</updated><title type='text'>E MUITO MAU...DIREI MESMO PESSIMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O pior, pior, pior de estar gravida no fim de tempo e ter que gramar com o "pugrama" da Fatima Lopes e a Tertulia Cor de Rosa cada vez que vou a consulta semanal no hospital. E que nao ha maneira de lhe fugir...e infelizmente a tortura nao se restringe a sala de espera do servico de obstetricia.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem so a minha sorte: estar 20 minutos deitada de costas a monitorizar a frequencia cardiaca e movimentos do bebe (quem nunca experimentou ao vivo pode sempre deitar-se com 5 sacas de quilo de farinha em cima da barriga e do torax para ter uma leve ideia da sensacao)e ainda por cima mesmo ai ter uma televisao a difundir as perolas de erudicao e sabedoria da tarologa? Maya e su comparsa Claudio Ramos...e com o som em altos berros para abafar o biiip, biiip da maquinaria avulsa. Booolas, e que parece mesmo uma cena do Laranja Mecanica: uma senhora gravida amarrada a uma marquesa hospitalar cantando de dentes cerrados o refrao daquele classico do reportorio praxistico "O Calimero"*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*E mais ou menos na linha de "Maya p..a do c.....o". Se alguem souber algo aplicavel ao Claudio Ramos e favor deixar a letra com indicacao da melodia na caixa de cometarios. Obrigada&lt;/em&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/16991835-3091159993880347239?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/3091159993880347239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=3091159993880347239' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3091159993880347239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3091159993880347239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2008/03/e-muito-maudirei-mesmo-pessimo.html' title='E MUITO MAU...DIREI MESMO PESSIMO'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-9088826743697628075</id><published>2007-12-13T14:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:15:10.416Z</updated><title type='text'>ROTAVIRUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/R2FGcmKfHkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5kQwaw4LIYc/s1600-h/Rotavirus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143469706528628290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/R2FGcmKfHkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5kQwaw4LIYc/s400/Rotavirus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.uol.com.br/sciam/reportagens/combate_ao_rotavirus_imprimir.html"&gt;Quando se pensa num vírus muito devastador, os exemplos mais imediatamente lembrados são de pacientes sofrendo com o ebola, o hantavírus ou ainda a Sars. Porém, esses vilões causaram muito menos mortes que o rotavírus, que infecta praticamente todas as crianças nos primeiros anos de vida. Ele provoca vômito seguido de uma diarréia às vezes tão aguda que, se não houver tratamento, pode levar à desidratação, seguida de choque e morte. No mundo, o rotavírus mata aproximadamente 610 mil crianças por ano - cerca de 5% de todas as mortes entre menores de 5 anos."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger I. Glass, Scientific American Brasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unicef.pt/artigo.php?mid=18101116&amp;amp;m=7&amp;amp;sid=1810111611&amp;amp;cid=1309"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 euros doados a Unicef permitem a compra de 100 saquetas de sais de reidratação oral para proteger crianças da morte por desidratação&lt;br /&gt;diarreica.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-9088826743697628075?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/9088826743697628075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=9088826743697628075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/9088826743697628075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/9088826743697628075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/12/rotavirus.html' title='ROTAVIRUS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/R2FGcmKfHkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5kQwaw4LIYc/s72-c/Rotavirus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-2783149886871392167</id><published>2007-12-12T09:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:05:33.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=2007-11-29_D8T7C23O1&amp;amp;show_article=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aqui a senhora gravida apoia e agradece a iniciativa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-2783149886871392167?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/2783149886871392167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=2783149886871392167' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/2783149886871392167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/2783149886871392167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/12/aqui-senhora-gravida-apoia-e-agradece.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-9021106111563589473</id><published>2007-12-10T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:48:46.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV id=testResultInfo&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H1&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Dein Ergebnis:&lt;!--/t--&gt;: &lt;SPAN&gt;Fennel&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;You scored 50% intoxication, 50% hotness, 75% complexity, and 25% craziness!&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV id=testResultInfoImg&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://panther.is0.okcimg.com/users/434/744/4357457111978303249/mt845783353.jpg"&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;You are Fennel! You're a cool cat. Crisp, clean, fresh, and extremely complicated. You're like quantum physics or modern jazz. Think Niels Bohr meets Ornette Coleman. You may look normal now, but once you sprout, you look kind of, uh, funny. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://de.okcupid.com/tests/1869168367532779122/Which-Spice-Are-You'&gt;The Which Spice Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://de.okcupid.com/profile?u=jodiesattva'&gt;jodiesattva&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://de.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Kostenloses Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://de.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;Der Dating Typus Test&lt;!--/t--&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-9021106111563589473?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/9021106111563589473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=9021106111563589473' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/9021106111563589473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/9021106111563589473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/12/dein-ergebnis-fennel-you-scored-50.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-7826785178169386339</id><published>2007-11-21T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:21:44.529Z</updated><title type='text'>E e menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Menininha, que graça é você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma coisinha assim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Começando a viver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Vinicius de Morais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-7826785178169386339?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/7826785178169386339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=7826785178169386339' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/7826785178169386339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/7826785178169386339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-e-menina.html' title='E e menina'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-6218710751694577575</id><published>2007-11-09T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:37:13.422Z</updated><title type='text'>RAZOES PARA NAO ESCREVER NO BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Os SALT FINGERS (por qualquer razao andam a iludir os cientistas desde fins do seculo XIX...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) O Filipao-Piriquitao&lt;/span&gt; (que ja gatinha e tudo...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RzR9xoHETiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Fsg5SLnwzjM/s1600-h/Picture_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130864167015960098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RzR9xoHETiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Fsg5SLnwzjM/s400/Picture_017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) A cegonha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-6218710751694577575?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/6218710751694577575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=6218710751694577575' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/6218710751694577575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/6218710751694577575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/11/razoes-para-nao-escrever-no-blog.html' title='RAZOES PARA NAO ESCREVER NO BLOG'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RzR9xoHETiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Fsg5SLnwzjM/s72-c/Picture_017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-5486867392950497341</id><published>2007-06-06T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:33:11.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CASAQUINHOS PRO BEBE CARECA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RmbDe-j2aXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b5_tz9ffffQ/s1600-h/Img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072956967236299122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RmbDe-j2aXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b5_tz9ffffQ/s320/Img003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A &lt;a href="http://o-meu-pai-e-eu.blogspot.com/"&gt;L.&lt;/a&gt; esta a decidida a fazer um casaquinho para o Filipe-Periquito-Azeitona-Amendoim-Careca-Ra Fantastica-Galinhola Tola e Voadora-Bijago-Rapazola e eu tenho andado a desconversar. Nao e porque nao confie nos dotes da tricotadeira, e uma questao de velocidade: o Filipe tem vindo a crescer ao ritmo de cinco centimetros por mes. Leram bem, cinco.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o levei ao pediatra para a consulta dos dois meses, ja tinha o tamanho e o peso que um bebe normalmente tem aos tres. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-5486867392950497341?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/5486867392950497341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=5486867392950497341' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/5486867392950497341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/5486867392950497341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/06/casaquinhos-pro-bebe-careca.html' title='CASAQUINHOS PRO BEBE CARECA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RmbDe-j2aXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b5_tz9ffffQ/s72-c/Img003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-8113728795167520988</id><published>2007-05-25T12:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T12:29:41.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AO CONTRARIO DO QUE PARA AI CORREU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...o meu filhote nao se chama Filipe por causa de:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RlbIcCDRAEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4mpDugqv9Co/s1600-h/rozztoxshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068458814564532290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RlbIcCDRAEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4mpDugqv9Co/s320/rozztoxshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-8113728795167520988?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/8113728795167520988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=8113728795167520988' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8113728795167520988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8113728795167520988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/05/ao-contrario-do-que-para-ai-correu.html' title='AO CONTRARIO DO QUE PARA AI CORREU'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RlbIcCDRAEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4mpDugqv9Co/s72-c/rozztoxshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-8771556290848805434</id><published>2007-05-18T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T12:34:16.625+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE'S A REASON TO BE JOLLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taxa de desemprego subiu para o valor mais alto dos últimos 21 anos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;João Manuel Rocha, Sérgio Aníbal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de no início da semana ter dado a conhecer que a economia portuguesa acelerou no primeiro trimestre para um valor acima dos dois por cento, ontem, o Instituto Nacional de Estatística (INE) divulgou os números de desemprego referentes aos primeiros três meses de 2007: o número de desempregados voltou a aumentar e para encontrar um valor superior ao anunciado ontem é preciso recuar 21 anos, mais precisamente, até ao segundo trimestre de 1986&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(o resto do artigo pode ser lido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1294374"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-8771556290848805434?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/8771556290848805434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=8771556290848805434' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8771556290848805434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8771556290848805434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/05/heres-reason-to-be-jolly.html' title='HERE&apos;S A REASON TO BE JOLLY'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-7224514814495885207</id><published>2007-05-17T12:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:49:15.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O caso Madeleine tem-me feito repensar uma serie de ideias que tomava como certas, nomeadamente quanto ao proposito e finalidade de um sistema penal.&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a achar que tendencialmente se deve oferecer a qualquer criminoso ou infractor uma segunda oportunidade e que a justica nao deve servir para exercer uma vinganca por procuracao em nome das vitimas, mas o que fazer quando alguem comete um crime tao atroz? Nao tera nesse caso o estado a obrigacao de garantir que a comunidade nunca mais seja exposta ao risco de uma reincidencia? Mesmo sendo uma serie de comportamentos o resultado de patologias psiquiatricas e sociais, nao tem a maioria que ser protegida de uma minoria profundamente disfuncional e potencialmente perigosa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A metafora e crua e dura, mas nao tera um cao raivoso que ser abatido mesmo nao sendo culpado da sua doenca? Com isto nao pretendo fazer a apologia da pena de morte, entenda-se, mas as alternativas apresentadas pelo sistema penal portugues parecem-me ineficazes em casos como este.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-7224514814495885207?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/7224514814495885207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=7224514814495885207' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/7224514814495885207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/7224514814495885207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-caso-madeleine-tem-me-feito-repensar.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-1292195928554491095</id><published>2007-05-11T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:59:52.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O PAPOOSE EXPERIMENTOU ONTEM O BABYBJORN</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RkQwRlPc-DI/AAAAAAAAADI/IgQ8kK855ho/s1600-h/papoose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RkQwRlPc-DI/AAAAAAAAADI/IgQ8kK855ho/s320/papoose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063224959684114482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Ana!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-1292195928554491095?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/1292195928554491095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=1292195928554491095' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/1292195928554491095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/1292195928554491095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-papoose-experimentou-ontem-o.html' title='O PAPOOSE EXPERIMENTOU ONTEM O BABYBJORN'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RkQwRlPc-DI/AAAAAAAAADI/IgQ8kK855ho/s72-c/papoose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-3469756041527731839</id><published>2007-04-30T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T11:22:25.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A CABRA PIRENAICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjW_LFPc-BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6ks5VMrg3lI/s1600-h/cabro005_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059159953527076882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjW_LFPc-BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6ks5VMrg3lI/s320/cabro005_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem: Gravura Rupestre do Periodo Magdalenense (15.000-8.000 AC), Foz Coa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-3469756041527731839?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/3469756041527731839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=3469756041527731839' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3469756041527731839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3469756041527731839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/04/famosa-cabra-pirenaica.html' title='A CABRA PIRENAICA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjW_LFPc-BI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6ks5VMrg3lI/s72-c/cabro005_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-8724713176761851866</id><published>2007-04-28T01:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:45:30.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD ENGRISH</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjKYfFPc-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/3E2trLRzNPU/s1600-h/14-02-07_1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058272991240845314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjKYfFPc-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/3E2trLRzNPU/s320/14-02-07_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem: Joana Andrade, Anuncio numa janela em Chiswick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-8724713176761851866?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/8724713176761851866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=8724713176761851866' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8724713176761851866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8724713176761851866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-engrish.html' title='GOOD ENGRISH'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjKYfFPc-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/3E2trLRzNPU/s72-c/14-02-07_1250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-4555144243569614150</id><published>2007-04-27T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:50:51.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E FAVOR NAO INCENTIVAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjJ9vVPc9_I/AAAAAAAAACo/o9P78u9qgqs/s1600-h/thinkingaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058243583599769586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjJ9vVPc9_I/AAAAAAAAACo/o9P78u9qgqs/s320/thinkingaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Os thinking blog awards! "-digo eu-"Varios blogs que eu conheco foram nomeados!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"E o teu foi?"-pergunta a cara metade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Que eu saiba nao."&lt;br /&gt;O meu marido agradece a todos quantos nao me nomearam e louva o discernimento:"Eu nao leio o teu blog, mas ouco-te todos os dias a debitar baboseiras e coisas estranhas que nao lembram nem interessam a mais ninguem. Nao precisas que te incentivem !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isto vindo do homem que enquanto a mulher estava em trabalho de parto discutia a extincao da cabra pirenaica (&lt;em&gt;Capra pyrenaica&lt;/em&gt;) com a obstetra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Mas ainda estas a cismar na historia da cabra pirenaica?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Longe de mim! So estava em trabalho de parto ha catorze horas,com uma perna paralizada e ouvi a Dra M. a pedir as ventosas a enfermeira... a extincao da cabra pirenaica nesse momento estava no topo de minha lista de assuntos prementes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-4555144243569614150?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/4555144243569614150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=4555144243569614150' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/4555144243569614150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/4555144243569614150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/04/e-favor-nao-incentivar.html' title='E FAVOR NAO INCENTIVAR'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RjJ9vVPc9_I/AAAAAAAAACo/o9P78u9qgqs/s72-c/thinkingaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-3053829632287805606</id><published>2007-04-21T12:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:56:45.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVO STO ANTONIO! VIVO S. JOAO!VIVO 10 DE JUNHO E A RESTAURACAO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Noticias sobre o eventual nascimento, ou nao, da nova infanta de Espanha na abertura dos telejornais?! Mas isso e mesmo noticia para abertura de telejornal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nao foi para isso que defenestramos o pobre Miguel de Vasconcelos em 1640.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/16991835-3053829632287805606?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/3053829632287805606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=3053829632287805606' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3053829632287805606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/3053829632287805606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/04/vivo-sto-antonio-vivo-s-joao-vivo-10-de.html' title='VIVO STO ANTONIO! VIVO S. JOAO!&lt;br&gt;VIVO 10 DE JUNHO E A RESTAURACAO!&lt;/br&gt;'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-6284124187334669891</id><published>2007-04-16T15:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:18:04.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CENAS DA VIDA DOMESTICA DE UMA HEROINA DA ESCOLA FLAMENGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RiOFn46QD-I/AAAAAAAAABU/DmPghlD_ds4/s1600-h/rolin-01grand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054030127177928674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/RiOFn46QD-I/AAAAAAAAABU/DmPghlD_ds4/s320/rolin-01grand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joana: Estamos a ficar sem fraldas, amorzito.&lt;br /&gt;Marido: Outra vez?&lt;br /&gt;Filipe: Ghuuu....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem: Jan Van Eyck, A Virgem do Chanceler Rolin,1434&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-6284124187334669891?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/6284124187334669891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=6284124187334669891' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-9145719007293100504</id><published>2007-04-12T23:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T23:40:44.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rh602Y6QD6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4iouAxhtN70/s1600-h/Vonnegut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rh602Y6QD6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4iouAxhtN70/s320/Vonnegut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052674678448983970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Live by the foma that make you brave and kind and healthy and happy&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;1922 — 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-9145719007293100504?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rh602Y6QD6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4iouAxhtN70/s72-c/Vonnegut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-2372096456923423965</id><published>2007-04-11T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:53:52.959+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO DIA EM QUE EU NASCI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rhzn546QD0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/05hk-kWV5UA/s1600-h/23-03-07_1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052167863718121282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rhzn546QD0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/05hk-kWV5UA/s320/23-03-07_1314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Quando eu nasci,&lt;br /&gt;Ficou tudo como estava.&lt;br /&gt;Nem homens cortaram veias,&lt;br /&gt;Nem o Sol escureceu,&lt;br /&gt;Nem houve Estrelas a mais...&lt;br /&gt;Somente,&lt;br /&gt;Esquecida das dores,&lt;br /&gt;A minha Mãe sorriu e agradeceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu nasci,&lt;br /&gt;Não houve nada de novo&lt;br /&gt;Senão eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens não se espantaram,&lt;br /&gt;Não enlouqueceu ninguém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P'ra que o dia fosse enorme,&lt;br /&gt;Bastava&lt;br /&gt;Toda a ternura que olhava&lt;br /&gt;Nos olhos de minha Mãe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sebastião da Gama&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-2372096456923423965?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/2372096456923423965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=2372096456923423965' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/2372096456923423965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/2372096456923423965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-dia-em-que-eu-nasci.html' title='NO DIA EM QUE EU NASCI'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXOlVwPiaoQ/Rhzn546QD0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/05hk-kWV5UA/s72-c/23-03-07_1314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-8479100531092255213</id><published>2007-03-19T22:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:11:02.065Z</updated><title type='text'>E AGORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quinta-feira temos Filipe!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-8479100531092255213?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/8479100531092255213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=8479100531092255213' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/8479100531092255213'/><link rel='self' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Recordo agora com saudade&lt;br /&gt;Os calhamaços que eu lia&lt;br /&gt;Os professores da faculdade&lt;br /&gt;E a mesa da anatomia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-117304907189533075?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/117304907189533075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=117304907189533075' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117304907189533075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cegonha ou um cestinho vindo de Paris seriam  solucoes mais praticas.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que o meu centro de gravidade e o meu umbigo voltem a estar dentro do meu corpo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-117262354079510811?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/117262354079510811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=117262354079510811' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117262354079510811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117262354079510811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A necessidade de alardear a posse de um grau academico e inversamente proporcional ao prestigio academico da entidade que o confere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-117261997408966863?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/117261997408966863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=117261997408966863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117261997408966863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117261997408966863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/02/teorema.html' title='TEOREMA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-117224529069462397</id><published>2007-02-23T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:41:30.720Z</updated><title type='text'>RAZOES PARA ANDAR CALADINHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Platao &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/16991835-117224529069462397?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/117224529069462397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=117224529069462397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117224529069462397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117224529069462397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/02/razoes-para-andar-caladinha.html' title='RAZOES PARA ANDAR CALADINHA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-117201419701572860</id><published>2007-02-20T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:29:57.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/BrZZ-MxIbeA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/BrZZ-MxIbeA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-117201419701572860?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/117201419701572860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=117201419701572860' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117201419701572860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/117201419701572860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/02/johnny-cash-gods-gonna-cut-you-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116971817186909964</id><published>2007-01-25T09:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:42:51.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/1600/20593/confetti04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/320/805619/confetti04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kurt Vonnegut,in  &lt;em&gt;Mother Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116971817186909964?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116971817186909964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116971817186909964' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116971817186909964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116971817186909964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/kurt-vonnegutin-mother-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116928825530366336</id><published>2007-01-20T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T10:17:35.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Jasper Morello - Trailer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/WWjLRpUqxTc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/WWjLRpUqxTc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Mysterious Geographic Explorations of Jasper Morello (2005)&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Lucas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116928825530366336?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116928825530366336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116928825530366336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116928825530366336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116928825530366336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/jasper-morello-trailer-mysterious.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116853415312830735</id><published>2007-01-17T16:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T02:39:16.886Z</updated><title type='text'>A QUARTA IGREJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wandered around Palestine with a censer containing unlit charcoal and incense. At Gultill, by the Dead Sea, it gave forth a fragrant smoke, so he founded a monastery there. It had four churches: one for Greek speakers, one for Arabs, one for Armenians and one for recovering lunatics.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Life of Saint Theodosius&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116853415312830735?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116853415312830735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116853415312830735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116853415312830735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116853415312830735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/quarta-igreja.html' title='A QUARTA IGREJA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116893586952035933</id><published>2007-01-16T08:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:11:02.910Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Martin Luther King Jr - I Have a Dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/gZLvSnr6s50"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/gZLvSnr6s50" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com um grande obrigada a &lt;a href="http://o-meu-pai-e-eu.blogspot.com/"&gt;L.&lt;/a&gt; por nao ter deixado este dia passar em branco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116893586952035933?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116893586952035933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116893586952035933' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116893586952035933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116893586952035933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/martin-luther-king-jr-i-have-dream-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116861902417873857</id><published>2007-01-12T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:49:19.053Z</updated><title type='text'>JOANA X NHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/1600/266333/michelangelo42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/320/191002/michelangelo42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parece que tenho direito a uma consulta com um fisioterapeuta por causa do tunel do carpo, das dores na bacia, das perninhas marotas e do...e da..e de...-tenho direito a uma consulta, mas estou numa lista de espera de muitas semanas. Deveras agradecida, sra. enfermeira parteira, mas nessa altura ja nao devo estar gravida e como tal nao vou precisar de fisioterapia para resolver os problemas decorrentes da gravidez. Mas passando a consideracoes de cariz mais pratico, o que e que eu faco ate la? Agarra em duas latas de coca cola gelada todas as manhas e levanta os bracos durante alguns minutos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota na agenda&lt;/strong&gt;: Comecar o dia em modo antigo testamento-ao acordar levantar as maos ao ceu em clamor e suplica, e proferir uma jeremiada sobre a iniquidade e eminencia da queda do NHS. Se possivel, oh Senhor Deus dos Exercitos arrasa o sistema nacional de saude britanico com a Tua mao flamejante e a Tua presenca terribile, mas ja me contentava com uma modesta praga de sindrome de tunel do carpo entre os burocratas e funcionarios publicos responsaveis pelo estado a que as coisas chegaram-se entre eles encontrares dez homens e mulheres de bem que a Tua vinganca e justica sejam suspensas, mas eu se fosse a Ti nao contava muito com isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O promenor das latas de coca-cola nao e muito veterotestamentario, mas confere a cena alguma frescura e ironia posmoderna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem: Miguel Angelo, Profeta Jeremias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116861902417873857?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116861902417873857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116861902417873857' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116861902417873857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116861902417873857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/joana-x-nhs.html' title='JOANA X NHS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116821530305961016</id><published>2007-01-08T00:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-08T00:15:38.490Z</updated><title type='text'>COISAS FANTASTICAS QUE AS GRAVIDAS DESCOBREM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/1600/226000/carpal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/320/894870/carpal.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A existencia do tunel do carpo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116821530305961016?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116821530305961016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116821530305961016' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116821530305961016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116821530305961016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/coisas-fantasticas-que-as-gravidas.html' title='COISAS FANTASTICAS QUE AS GRAVIDAS DESCOBREM'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116811491358990982</id><published>2007-01-06T20:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:21:53.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;BUNNY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/I9aa-xSRvsk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/I9aa-xSRvsk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chris Wedge-1998&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116811491358990982?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116811491358990982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116811491358990982' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116811491358990982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116811491358990982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2007/01/bunny-chris-wedge-1998.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116672113995502359</id><published>2006-12-21T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:12:19.983Z</updated><title type='text'>A PEDIDO DE VARIAS FAMILIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/1600/909034/DSC03766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5167/850/320/999417/DSC03766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RETURN OF THE HEDGEHOG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116672113995502359?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116672113995502359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116672113995502359' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116672113995502359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116672113995502359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/12/pedido-de-varias-familias.html' title='A PEDIDO DE VARIAS FAMILIAS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116489646609039011</id><published>2006-11-30T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:21:06.143Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30 November. St Andrew's Day. Andrew was supposed to have been crucified on an X-shaped cross ('a cross decussate', to be precise!) in Patras, Greece, after founding the Byzantine papacy. In fact andros ('virility') was a title of the phallic-solar father-god Pater (Petra / Peter) for whom Patras was an old shrine. The legend of St Andrew's crucifixion was invented by Byzantine bishops asserting their claims to primacy over Rome's St Peter. The X-shaped cross was also the Cross of Wotan carried by Norse invaders into Scotland, where it became the present Scottish national symbol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116489646609039011?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116489646609039011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116489646609039011' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116489646609039011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116489646609039011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/11/30-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116421779026733620</id><published>2006-11-22T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T17:51:06.556Z</updated><title type='text'>JA VAI SENDO TEMPO DE APRENDEREM QUE HA MAIS MUNDO PARA ALEM DOS EUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It looks like a great movie now why isn't it in english also? If the japanese could do it for crouching tiger hidden dragon then these guys should be able to do it for this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Comentario de uma americana ao filme "El Laberinto del Fauno", que foi filmado em Espanha, com actores espanhois e e realizado por um mexicano. Convem notar que "O Tigre e o Dragao" e um filme chines e nao japones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116421779026733620?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116421779026733620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116421779026733620' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116421779026733620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116421779026733620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/11/ja-vai-sendo-tempo-de-aprenderem-que.html' title='JA VAI SENDO TEMPO DE APRENDEREM QUE HA MAIS MUNDO PARA ALEM DOS EUA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116411709923836692</id><published>2006-11-21T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:51:39.286Z</updated><title type='text'>ESTE HOMEM E UM SINHOR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Actor &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001570/"&gt;Edward Norton&lt;/a&gt; is leading a celebrity charge to banish lavishing gift baskets on presenters at top awards shows. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443543/"&gt;The Illusionist&lt;/a&gt; star is appalled by the freebies celebrities pick up backstage at events like the Golden Globes and the Oscars, while many people watching the ceremonies at home are struggling to pay the rent and feed their kids. He says, "A lot of us have talked to the Academy Awards producers about this and I think they're actually going to scuttle the gift baskets and that kind of stuff. I mean the gift baskets, worth amounts of money that a low income family could live on for a year, (are given to) people who have so much already. It gets depressing. You sit there, going, 'This is an embarrassment.'" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fonte: imdb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116411709923836692?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116411709923836692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116411709923836692' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116411709923836692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116411709923836692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/11/este-homem-e-um-sinhor.html' title='ESTE HOMEM E UM SINHOR!!!'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116352169996976997</id><published>2006-11-14T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:37:08.773Z</updated><title type='text'>O MEU BEBE TEM UMA WILLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/bebevict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/bebevict.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enfermeira ecografista:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Would you like to know the sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joana :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, we would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enfermeira ecografista:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hummm....I'm seeing a willy! You're having a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116352169996976997?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116352169996976997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116352169996976997' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116352169996976997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116352169996976997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-meu-bebe-tem-uma-willy.html' title='O MEU BEBE TEM UMA WILLY'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116230786495530513</id><published>2006-10-31T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-31T15:17:45.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bessie Smith - St. Louis Blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/94ijwIaH6bM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/94ijwIaH6bM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116230786495530513?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116230786495530513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116230786495530513' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116230786495530513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116230786495530513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/10/bessie-smith-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116190680856822652</id><published>2006-10-27T00:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:53:28.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ATRAVESSANDO A LINEA NIGRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/zick.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/zick.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior portuguesa de sempre nao sou eu...mas sou uma das que esta em mais rapida expansao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-116190680856822652?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116190680856822652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116190680856822652' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116190680856822652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116190680856822652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/10/atravessando-linea-nigra.html' title='ATRAVESSANDO A LINEA NIGRA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-116087062218300526</id><published>2006-10-15T01:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:12:36.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Vi ricorda ò boschi ombrosi&lt;br /&gt;L'ORFEO de Monteverdi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/bU681o8BlZs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monteverdi's operas are usually labelled "early Baroque," or sometimes "pre-Baroque." Music in northern Italy at this time was in transition between the style of the late Renaissance and the early Baroque, and progressive composers such as Monteverdi combined the stylistic trends prevalent in the various musical centers such as Florence, Venice and Ferrara.&lt;/em&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/16991835-116087062218300526?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/116087062218300526/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=116087062218300526' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116087062218300526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/116087062218300526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/10/vi-ricorda-boschi-ombrosi-lorfeo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115858974425285244</id><published>2006-09-18T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:46:24.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BEBE TRIPE A CHUCHAR NO DEDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/bebe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou sem tempo para escrever ... segue este postalito do bebe tripe.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda nao sabemos se e rapaz ou rapariga e aceito apostas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115858974425285244?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115858974425285244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115858974425285244' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115858974425285244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115858974425285244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/bebe-tripe-chuchar-no-dedo.html' title='BEBE TRIPE A CHUCHAR NO DEDO'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115797776443503101</id><published>2006-09-11T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:32:18.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ONDE E QUE ESTAVAS NO 11/9?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na cafetaria do Palacio de Cristal a estudar Probabilidades e Estatistica com o meu amigo Ivo M.. O meu pai telefonou-me e conseguiu tornar a noticia ainda mais assustadora, porque pensava que o ataque as Torres Gemeas tinha sido uma ofensiva de um pais arabe. Corremos para a Biblioteca Almeida Garrette em busca de noticias, ninguem sabia nada...pensamos que a Terceira Guerra Mundial tinha comecado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E voces, onde e que estavam?&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/16991835-115797776443503101?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115797776443503101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115797776443503101' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115797776443503101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115797776443503101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/onde-e-que-estavas-no-119.html' title='ONDE E QUE ESTAVAS NO 11/9?'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115780020285667483</id><published>2006-09-09T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:10:02.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The White Stripes - Thinking About My Doorbell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/MPuD-olSyo0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/MPuD-olSyo0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115780020285667483?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115780020285667483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115780020285667483' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115780020285667483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115780020285667483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/white-stripes-thinking-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115773703627965730</id><published>2006-09-08T18:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:49:28.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HABEMUS CAMPANULAM !!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anuncio-vos com grande alegria: temos campainha !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115773703627965730?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115773703627965730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115773703627965730' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115773703627965730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115773703627965730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/annuntio-vobis-gaudium-magnum-habemus.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115771768539739676</id><published>2006-09-08T13:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:07:57.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANALISE COMBINATORIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finalmente vieram instalar campainhas ca no predio, o que seria motivo de regozijo nao fossem os instaladores serem quem sao. Passo a explicar: a equipa encarregue da instalacao e constituida por tres individuos-um anglofono, um nao anglofono e um bilingue que normalmente nao esta presente &lt;em&gt;in loco, &lt;/em&gt;o que implica que na pratica temos duas pessoas a trabalhar cada uma para seu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tanto quanto sei, todas as campinhas e todos os intercomunicadores funcionam perfeitamente-o problema e que nao correspondem dois a dois como seria de esperar. A campainha do numero 84, a minha casa, activa o intercomunicador do numero 86; as campainha do 86 e do 88 activam o meu intercomunicador; a do 88... a bem da vossa sanidade mental e da minha vou parar a descricao por aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" E qual e o problema, oh sotora?"-perguntais vos que viveis na doce ignorancia da disciplina da &lt;a href="http://www.numaboa.com.br/criptologia/matematica/combinatoria.php"&gt;analise combinatoria&lt;/a&gt; e que julgais que &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gottfried_Leibniz"&gt;Leibniz&lt;/a&gt; e uma &lt;a href="http://www.hhhh.org/cloister/chocolate/reviews/lindt.html"&gt;marca de chocolate suissa&lt;/a&gt;. O problema e que o numero de possiveis correspondencias absurdas entre campainhas e intercomunicadores, incluindo varias campainhas a tocar no mesmo sitio, e 6*6*6*6*6*6-1, o que para leigos e igual a 46.655. Hoje de manha o duo dinamico tera experimentado umas 5 ou 6, e a continuar a este ritmo vamos estar aqui anos e anos e anos a ouvi-los testar campainhas de 5 em 5 minutos - eu nem vou fazer uma estimativa do numero de dias* que o processo vai demorar porque nao quero voltar ao Prozac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Receio bem que a primeira palavra que a minha criancinha  vai dizer seja "triiiiiim".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*3888&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115771768539739676?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115771768539739676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115771768539739676' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115771768539739676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115771768539739676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/analise-combinatoria.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.numaboa.com.br/criptologia/matematica/combinatoria.php&quot;&gt;ANALISE COMBINATORIA&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115764644926437042</id><published>2006-09-07T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:27:29.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DRUGS BROUGHT THE TALIBAN BACK TO LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"The Taliban revival is directly, intimately related to the crop eradication programme. It could not have happened if the US was not aggressively destroying crops."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Over the past five years, with British and American military support, a sinister corporation called DynCorps has been going to the fields of the poorest farmers in Afghanistan and systematically destroying them. This is because they are growing opium poppies, used to make heroin that is freely bought on the streets of the West. Emmanuel Reinert, the Executive Director of the Senlis Council, explains, “The Taliban revival is directly, intimately related to the crop eradication programme. It could not have happened if the US was not aggressively destroying crops. It is the single biggest reason Afghans turned against the foreigners.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johann Hari&lt;br /&gt;The Independent - 05/09/2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(o resto do artigo, que agradeco que leiam na integra antes de comentarem, encontra-se &lt;a href="http://www.johannhari.com/archive/article.php?id=974"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115764644926437042?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115764644926437042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115764644926437042' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115764644926437042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115764644926437042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-drugs-brought-taliban-back-to-life.html' title='HOW DRUGS BROUGHT THE TALIBAN BACK TO LIFE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115763309382549705</id><published>2006-09-07T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:44:53.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MILAGROSA APARICAO DE S. ANTONIO SALA NUMA ECOGRAFIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/sala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/sala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A indulgência plenária sera concedida a todos os fieis que clicarem para ampliar a imagem do veneravel S. Antonio Sala.&lt;br /&gt;Aurelia, aos 6 de Setembro do ano da Graca de 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115763309382549705?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115763309382549705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115763309382549705' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115763309382549705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115763309382549705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/milagrosa-aparicao-de-s-antonio-sala.html' title='MILAGROSA APARICAO DE S. ANTONIO SALA NUMA ECOGRAFIA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115762572084450381</id><published>2006-09-07T11:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T11:53:09.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSICA PARA LAS MENINASFANTASIA DE LUIS DE MILAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/lostres%20musicos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/lostres%20musicos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diego Velazquez, 1618&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://magnatune.com/artists/albums/martin-luismilan/04.m3u" width="330" height="50" type="audio/mpeg" cid="600141" autostart="false"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magnatune.com/artists/albums/martin-luismilan/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edward Martin&lt;br /&gt;Luis Milan - El Maestro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115762572084450381?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115762572084450381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115762572084450381' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115762572084450381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115762572084450381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/musica-para-las-meninasfantasia-de.html' title='MUSICA PARA LAS MENINAS&lt;br&gt;FANTASIA DE LUIS DE MILAN'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115758763084950072</id><published>2006-09-07T00:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:07:10.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E-me muito dificil escrever algo que seja confessional, em que conte as minhas dores e as minhas alegrias ... a opacidade e uma qualidade que sempre me foi inerente. Aguardo com esperanca ardente a concretizacao da promessa de S. Paulo aos Corintios: &lt;em&gt;Porque agora vemos como num espelho, obscuramente, e então veremos face a face; agora conheço em parte, e então conhecerei como sou conhecido. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Entao serei conhecida...&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/16991835-115758763084950072?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115758763084950072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115758763084950072' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115758763084950072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115758763084950072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-me-muito-dificil-escrever-algo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115758572439549207</id><published>2006-09-07T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:50:04.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA  AOS 9 ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/infantamargaritateresa1660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/infantamargaritateresa1660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Diego Velazquez, 1660 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta foi a ultima obra de Velasquez, alguns historiadores de arte pensam tratar-se de uma obra postuma que tera sido concluida pelo seu genro e discipulo Juan Bautista Martínez del Mazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115758572439549207?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115758572439549207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115758572439549207' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115758572439549207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115758572439549207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/infanta-margarita-teresa-de-austria_07.html' title='A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA  AOS 9 ANOS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115750031251160295</id><published>2006-09-06T00:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:53:51.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA PEQUENA PARABOLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho um amigo chamado Markus que insisite em juntar corante azul ao arroz cozido e usa os esfregoes da louca para limpar o chao. Fora da cozinha o Markus e excepcionalmente agradavel e inteligente, dentro da cozinha e um grande parvo.&lt;br /&gt;Todos nos, tal como o Markus, temos a nossa cozinha.&lt;/em&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/16991835-115750031251160295?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115750031251160295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115750031251160295' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115750031251160295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115750031251160295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/uma-pequena-parabola.html' title='UMA PEQUENA PARABOLA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115749160322828544</id><published>2006-09-05T22:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:50:38.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS 8 ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/margaritateresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/margaritateresa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diego Velazquez, 1659&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115749160322828544?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115749160322828544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115749160322828544' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115749160322828544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115749160322828544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/infanta-margarita-teresa-de-austria_05.html' title='A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS 8 ANOS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115737308304987379</id><published>2006-09-04T13:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:51:17.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS MENINASA INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS 5 ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/lasmeninas1656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/lasmeninas1656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Diego Velazquez, 1656&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115737308304987379?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115737308304987379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115737308304987379' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115737308304987379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115737308304987379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/las-meninasa-infanta-margarita-teresa.html' title='LAS MENINAS&lt;br&gt;A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS 5 ANOS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115732198502232717</id><published>2006-09-03T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:51:49.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS TRES ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/infantamargarita1654velasquez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/infantamargarita1654velasquez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Diego Velazquez, circa 1654&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115732198502232717?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115732198502232717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115732198502232717' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115732198502232717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115732198502232717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/infanta-margarita-teresa-de-austria.html' title='A INFANTA MARGARITA TERESA DE AUSTRIA AOS TRES ANOS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115729445016263467</id><published>2006-09-03T15:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T15:43:28.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TIPOS MOVEIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era uma daquelas pessoas para as quais um livro so podia ser bom se a tivesse aborrecido mortalmente ou se nao o tivesse compreendido inteiramente-literatura era equacionada com obscuridade, nunca com prazer. Lia as escondidas romances policiais e os bestsellers da estacao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115729445016263467?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115729445016263467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115729445016263467' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115729445016263467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115729445016263467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/tipos-moveis.html' title='TIPOS MOVEIS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115727597638529474</id><published>2006-09-03T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:32:56.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SING A SONG OF SIX PENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/Singasong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/Singasong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing a song of sixpence,&lt;br /&gt;A pocket full of rye;&lt;br /&gt;Four and twenty blackbirds&lt;br /&gt;Baked in a pie.&lt;br /&gt;When the pie was opened,&lt;br /&gt;They all began to sing.&lt;br /&gt;Now, wasn't that a dainty dish&lt;br /&gt;To set before the King?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King was in his countinghouse,&lt;br /&gt;Counting out his money;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen was in the parlor&lt;br /&gt;Eating bread and honey.&lt;br /&gt;The maid was in the garden,&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Along there came a big black bird&lt;br /&gt;And snipped off her nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115727597638529474?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115727597638529474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115727597638529474' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115727597638529474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115727597638529474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/sing-song-of-six-pence.html' title='SING A SONG OF SIX PENCE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115727517948731472</id><published>2006-09-03T10:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:23:04.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PRESENT THOUGHTS ABOUT THE UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the country but I can't stand the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leonard Cohen, Democracy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115727517948731472?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115727517948731472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115727517948731472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115727517948731472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115727517948731472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-present-thoughts-about-uk.html' title='MY PRESENT THOUGHTS ABOUT THE UK'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115712354135397335</id><published>2006-09-01T16:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T16:18:40.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFIDA ALBION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfidious Albion" means "treacherous Britain" ("&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/albion-1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;" deriving from the pre-Roman name for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/britain" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Britain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;). The phrase was coined in a poem of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1793" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1793&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; by Augustin, Marquis of Ximenez, who wrote, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attaquons dans ses eaux la perfide Albion &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which means "Let us attack the perfidious Albion in her waters". It was popularised in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1813" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1813&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; when it was used as a recruiting slogan during the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/napoleonic-wars-2" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Napoleonic Wars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/Britannia-800x1179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/Britannia-800x1179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convenhamos que em termos de guerras Napoleonicas, "&lt;em&gt;Attaquons dans ses eaux la perfide Albion",&lt;/em&gt; nao foi das melhores decisoes ... so excedida talvez por uma &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon_invasion_of_Russia_1812"&gt;ideia brilhante que Napoleao teve em 1812&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Envahissons la Russie!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115712354135397335?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115712354135397335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115712354135397335' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115712354135397335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115712354135397335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/perfida-albion.html' title='PERFIDA ALBION'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115711870008268446</id><published>2006-09-01T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:56:13.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E DO ALTO DOS SEUS 8 ANOS DE INSTITUT FRANCAIS EXCLAMOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ouca la sr comentador da BBC: nao se diz "Tiery Henry" como se estivesse com a boca cheia de berlindes, diz-se "Tierri Onri", com "rr" de "rolha"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As vezes a minha "inner tia" e mais forte que o meu super-ego e sai-se com estas...enfim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115711870008268446?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115711870008268446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115711870008268446' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115711870008268446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115711870008268446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-do-alto-dos-seus-8-anos-de-institut.html' title='E DO ALTO DOS SEUS 8 ANOS DE INSTITUT FRANCAIS EXCLAMOU'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115704051359715356</id><published>2006-08-31T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:08:46.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;spike jones   - Cocktails For Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/NEtEKjW4cLU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/NEtEKjW4cLU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115704051359715356?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115704051359715356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115704051359715356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115704051359715356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115704051359715356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/spike-jones-cocktails-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115703488476196891</id><published>2006-08-31T15:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:44:10.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E ERGUENDO AS MAOS AO CEU EXCLAMOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Nao sei que e a hipotenusia e nem isso da estratosferia- nunca soube essa materia! Nem quero saber la disso, e melhor pao com chourico! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carlos Paiao, Meia Duzia&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/16991835-115703488476196891?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115703488476196891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115703488476196891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115703488476196891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115703488476196891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/e-erguendo-as-maos-ao-ceu-exclamou_31.html' title='E ERGUENDO AS MAOS AO CEU EXCLAMOU'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115703332703742299</id><published>2006-08-31T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:54:10.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Achava eu que nestes tres anos ja me tinha deparado com todas as peculiaridades dos centros de saude londrinos: pessoal que quase nao fala ingles, funcionarias dislexicas que sao incapazes de copiar sobrenomes de um formulario sem trocar a ordem das letras, analises ao sangue como unico meio de diagnostico, dar sangue sentada numa cadeira de costas direitas com uma enfermeira ao lado a ver se a paciente nao desmaia, medicos que nao acreditam na existencia de toxoplasmose no Reino Unido, ter que ensinar uma recepcionista a usar o google... mas estava enganada. Receio que, citando o grande Winston Churchill, isto nao seja o principio do fim, e apenas o fim do principio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como o centro de saude a que pertenco fica a uma hora de viagem da minha casa e nao tenho muita confianca no clinico geral que me foi atribuido-o tal que nao acredita na existencia de toxoplasmose-resolvi tentar inscrever-me no daqui da zona. A primeira recepcionista que me atendeu, a habitual menina-que-nao-se-pode-dar-ao-trabalho-de-parar-de-pintar-as-unhas-ou-interromper-a-leitura-do-tabloide-e-mesmo-que-se-desse-o-nivel-de-literacia-nao-chega-para-executar-tarefas-mais-complicadas-que-transportar-canecas-de-cha-para-a-recepcao, remeteu-me aos cuidados da colega mais velha. A dita colega, uma senhora muculmana de origem africana- a principio extremamente agradavel e eficiente, encerrou de imediato a minha inscricao quando lhe disse que estava gravida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Nao a podemos inscrever aqui?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Porque nao?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Porque esta gravida e o unico clinico geral disponivel no centro e um homem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu pensei que estavamos a ter o que no jargao politicamente correcto se designa por "falha de comunicacao" e insisti:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Eu nao percebi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E a recepcionista, devagar e mais alto, voltou a repetir que o unico medico disponivel era um homem-um HOMEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Sera que eu me enganei e em vez de virar a esquerda virei a direita e entrei na mesquita que fica frente ao centro de saude?" perguntei-me eu. Mas nao, estava mesmo no centro de saude de Acton Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estou neste momento a pensar no que fazer a seguir, talves um inventario dos credos religiosos das recepcionistas dos centros de saude e hospitais da capital-e que, bate na madeira, posso ter um acidente e uma testemunha de jeova decidir que nao posso receber transfusoes, ou no futuro ver o meu acesso a contraceptivos orais barrado por algum farmaceutico catolico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que acabei de contar nao passa de um pequeno episodio ridiculo, mas quantas mulheres terao tido o acesso a cuidados medicos basicos comprometido por preconceitos culturais e atavismos religiosos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115703332703742299?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115703332703742299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115703332703742299' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115703332703742299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115703332703742299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/achava-eu-que-nestes-tres-anos-ja-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115702081285329458</id><published>2006-08-31T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:45:44.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ISTO E O MEU TRABALHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/image001.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The growth curve of the salt finger  is obtained computing  the z-derivative of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vertical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;averaged T  (the sharper “peaks” correspond to bulb regions) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;–we evaluated the maxima &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and their &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;locations &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;using a 5th degree polynomial.&lt;/em&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/16991835-115702081285329458?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115702081285329458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115702081285329458' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115702081285329458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115702081285329458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/isto-e-o-meu-trabalho.html' title='ISTO E O MEU TRABALHO'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115684377715609341</id><published>2006-08-29T10:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:49:17.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.uk.msn.com/Article.aspx?cp-documentid=847639"&gt;Age Concern said 60% of older patients - who occupy two-thirds of general hospital beds - were at risk of becoming malnourished or seeing their health get worse. Those aged over 80 were particularly at risk, having a five times higher rate of malnutrition than the under-50s, according to the charity.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Flint said 40% of elderly people being admitted to hospital were already malnourished. She urged Age Concern to share its findings with the Department of Health to identify hospitals where malnutrition was a problem.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nota: Estes dados sao referentes ao Reino Unido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115684377715609341?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115684377715609341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115684377715609341' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115684377715609341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115684377715609341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/age-concern-said-60-of-older-patients.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115681195833331464</id><published>2006-08-29T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:50:30.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is said that what is called "the spirit of an age" is something to which one cannot return. That this spirit gradually dissipates is due to the world's coming to an end. In the same way, a single year does not have just spring or summer. A single day, too, is the same. For this reason, although one would like to change today's world back to the spirit of one hundred years or more ago, it cannot be done. Thus it is important to make the best out of every generation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yamamoto_Tsunetomo"&gt;Yamamoto Tsunetomo&lt;/a&gt;, Hagakure: Hidden behind the Leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115681195833331464?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115681195833331464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115681195833331464' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115681195833331464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115681195833331464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-is-said-that-what-is-called-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115672219330991063</id><published>2006-08-28T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:43:13.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A MINHA VIDA DAVA UM FILME DO DAVID CRONENBERG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joana inspeccionando atentamente um print de ecografia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sra Enfermeira, eu parece-me que estou a ver tres pernas ...e uma delas a sair do meio da barriga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enfermeira ecografista:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-E o cordao umbilical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115672219330991063?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115672219330991063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115672219330991063' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115672219330991063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115672219330991063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/minha-vida-dava-um-filme-do-david.html' title='A MINHA VIDA DAVA UM FILME DO DAVID CRONENBERG'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115671950505987253</id><published>2006-08-27T23:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:04:46.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMBALINA OF THE VAST OCEANS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/ecossistema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/400/ecossistema.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tombalina tem um blog fotografico que vale a pena visitar e acarinhar, o&lt;a href="http://vistasdemetroemeio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vistas de Metro e Meio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115671950505987253?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115671950505987253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115671950505987253' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115671950505987253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115671950505987253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/tombalina-of-vast-oceans.html' title='TOMBALINA OF THE VAST OCEANS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115663926408241108</id><published>2006-08-27T01:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:41:04.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGH LOVERS BE LOST LOVE SHALL NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/Kew%20044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/400/Kew%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jardins Botanicos de Kew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clicar na imagem para ampliar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115663926408241108?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115663926408241108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115663926408241108' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115663926408241108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115663926408241108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/though-lovers-be-lost-love-shall-not.html' title='THOUGH LOVERS BE LOST LOVE SHALL NOT'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115647459066089664</id><published>2006-08-25T03:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:06:30.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AS MINHAS FAN FICTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASTELARIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(crosssover do "Tabacaria" de Fernando Pessoa e "Requiem" de Antonio Tabucchi)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O Engenheiro Alvaro de Campos e a filha da lavadeira envolvem-se numa relacao decalcada do filme "Nove Semanas e Meia". Alvaro de Campos barra a rapariga de chocolate enquanto grita em extase "Come chocolates, pequena; Come chocolates!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O episodio evoca a recordacao de um  clube de flagelacao londrino onde  Alvaro de Campos foi mergulhado em &lt;em&gt;custard cream&lt;/em&gt; numa banheira de esmalte com pes de leao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No fim chega-se a conclusao que tudo nao passou de um sonho erotico de Antonio Tabucchi, provocado pelo consumo excessivo de tortas de Azeitao durante um almoco com o fantasma de Fernando Pessoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115647459066089664?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115647459066089664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115647459066089664' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115647459066089664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115647459066089664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-minhas-fan-fictions.html' title='AS MINHAS FAN FICTIONS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115646571756694409</id><published>2006-08-25T01:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:31:12.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ARVORE DA ESPERANCA MANTEM-TE FIRME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/kahlo51_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/400/kahlo51_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frida Kahlo, Arbol de la Esperanza Mantente Firme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115646571756694409?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115646571756694409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115646571756694409' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115646571756694409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115646571756694409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/arvore-da-esperanca-mantem-te-firme.html' title='ARVORE DA ESPERANCA MANTEM-TE FIRME'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115633249401045289</id><published>2006-08-23T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:28:14.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E ERGUENDO AS MAOS AO CEU EXCLAMOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Ai valha-me S. Benedito, que nao come nem bebe e esta sempre bonito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115633249401045289?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115633249401045289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115633249401045289' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115633249401045289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115633249401045289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/e-erguendo-as-maos-ao-ceu-exclamou.html' title='E ERGUENDO AS MAOS AO CEU EXCLAMOU'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115628453737986902</id><published>2006-08-22T23:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:14:59.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.math.arizona.edu/~savitt/GTM/massey.jpg" width=120 height=187 alt=""&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I were a Springer-Verlag Graduate Text in Mathematics, I would be William S. Massey's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Basic Course in Algebraic Topology&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I am intended to serve as a textbook for a course in algebraic topology at the beginning graduate level. The main topics covered are the classification of compact 2-manifolds, the fundamental group, covering spaces, singular homology theory, and singular cohomology theory. These topics are developed systematically, avoiding all unecessary definitions, terminology, and technical machinery. Wherever possible, the geometric motivation behind the various concepts is emphasized. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which Springer GTM would &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; be?  &lt;a href="http://www.math.arizona.edu/~savitt/GTM.html"&gt;The Springer GTM Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115628453737986902?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115628453737986902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115628453737986902' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115628453737986902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115628453737986902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-were-springer-verlag-graduate.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115626081526772884</id><published>2006-08-22T15:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T19:08:48.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOGLE YOUR PEOPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ja ouviram falar do &lt;a href="http://www.orcmagazine.com/Google_Your_Race/index.html"&gt;Google Your Race&lt;/a&gt;? Neste site americano sao apresentados perfis de diferentes grupos etnicos construidos usando as seguintes regras:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) I entered the following phrases into Google's search engine: "white people are known for", "black people are known for", "Asian people are known for", etc...&lt;br /&gt;2) Next I recorded what came after the "are know for" in Google's search results*.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu decidi experimentar. Quando tentei "portuguese people are known for" obtive os cliches turisticos do costume: hospitalidade, boa culinaria, afabilidade, fado, saudade, pobretes mas alegretes ... ou seja, o nosso pais aparentemente e uma gigantesca Pensao Estrelinha a beira mar plantada, e todos os dias sao dias de Santos Populares. Nada de extraordinariamente interessante por aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No entanto, "os portugueses sao conhecidos por" revelou-se um verdadeiro manancial:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) ... serem pouco produtivos no solo pátrio mas dos mais produtivos em solo estrangeiro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) ... serem muito exigentes nesta area.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) ... comprarem livros como quem compra enxoval, uma única vez na vida, às resmas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) ... desrespeitar muitas das normas e regras de condução e do código da estrada, o que resulta inevitavelmente em situações de gravidade para os infractores e para terceiros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) ... «paklé» em Concanim, língua vernácula e oficial de Goa, embora o termo firangi também esteja em uso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) ... se queixarem do seu país, mas pessoalmente prefiro criticar o meu país a fazer ouvidos moucos aos defeitos evidentes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) ... um povo de brandos costumes ou já foram... mas, uma coisa é certa, engolem quase tudo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) ... fiteiros, por se deixarem cair por dá cá aquela palha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ha cerca de 90 anos Almada Negreiros escrevia: "Coragem Portugueses, só vos faltam as qualidades", mas ha duas que ninguem nos pode negar: clarividencia e introspeccao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115626081526772884?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115626081526772884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115626081526772884' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115626081526772884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115626081526772884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/google-your-people.html' title='GOOGLE YOUR PEOPLE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115625373879064137</id><published>2006-08-22T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:59:42.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ALDEIA DA ROUPA BRANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/aldeiadaroupabranca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/aldeiadaroupabranca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Portugal&lt;br /&gt;1938, 92min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Direção &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chianca de Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Uma comédia com um grande leque de canções populares. A história mostra a vida de lavadeiras nos arredores de Lisboa e que se ocupam de lavar a roupa dos habitantes da capital. O filme conta com a participação da grande actriz Beatriz Costa. (Fonte: Madragoa Filmes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queridos leitores,&lt;br /&gt;Este e o unico post sobre lavagem de roupa suja que alguma vez verao neste blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115625373879064137?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115625373879064137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115625373879064137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/aldeia-da-roupa-branca.html' title='ALDEIA DA ROUPA BRANCA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115624732234525914</id><published>2006-08-22T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T13:00:47.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CENAS DA VIDA CONJUGAL DE UMA HEROINA ROMANTICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/Romeo-Juliet-Hayez-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/Romeo-Juliet-Hayez-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manha cedo numa casa de tres assoalhadas na periferia londrina, Joana lava os dentes com redobrado vigor e gargareja com elixir dentrifico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marido:&lt;/strong&gt; Olha, vou sair. Ja acabaste de te &lt;em&gt;esgomitar&lt;/em&gt; para eu te dar um beijo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagem: Romeo and Juliet, Francesco Hayez &lt;/em&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/16991835-115624732234525914?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115624732234525914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115624732234525914' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115624732234525914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115624732234525914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/cenas-da-vida-conjugal-de-uma-heroina.html' title='CENAS DA VIDA CONJUGAL DE UMA HEROINA ROMANTICA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115619546826365656</id><published>2006-08-21T22:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T12:40:44.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AGUAS DE BACALHAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/terranova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/terranova.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bancos da Terra Nova... aguas de bacalhau.&lt;br /&gt;Vou por o blog de molho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115619546826365656?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115619546826365656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115619546826365656' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115619546826365656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115619546826365656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/aguas-de-bacalhau.html' title='AGUAS DE BACALHAU'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115618952550115703</id><published>2006-08-21T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:45:27.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Resta-lhe a subtileza das palavras. É com as palavras que construímos os nossos mundos, é com elas que esgrimimos, que nos defendemos e atacamos (ou nos atacam). Cada contexto da vida tem o seu discurso próprio, que temos de respeitar nas suas linhas gerais. Mas as palavras também nos pertencem, e é com elas que nos construímos. São as nossas palavras que, em cada momento, temos de filtrar cuidadosamente, deixando sair algumas e reservando outras para nós. De resto, também as palavras mostram e escondem simultaneamente, já que nunca nos exprimem na perfeição. Este jogo paradoxal de revelação/omissão ou, se quiser, de verdade/mentira, é inerente às palavras mas difícil de aprender. Se o dominar, use-o em sua defesa.&lt;br /&gt;Aceito que possa ter de omitir ou mentir aos outros, sobretudo quando tentarem invadir o seu espaço pessoal sem que você tenha feito mal a ninguém. Condescendo até que existam assuntos que você não queira saber. Numa sociedade com informação excessiva, parece-me vital saber seleccionar a informação que se adquirir. Mas não se esqueça que está condenado à lucidez. Condenado, sim, porque, se a lucidez é a maior conquista do Homem, ela é também a sua maior tragédia: cada um de nós sabe que há-de morrer. Por isso, evite mentir a si próprio, e não faça como os histriónicos que mentem primeiro a si próprios para se convencerem que são sinceros para os outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jose Luis Pio Abreu, Como Tornar-se Doente Mental &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115618952550115703?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115618952550115703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115618952550115703' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115618952550115703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115618952550115703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/resta-lhe-subtileza-das-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115606725032964266</id><published>2006-08-20T10:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:01:55.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POP MEETS BRUEGHEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ice Skating Priest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/TMGM73gb1b4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/TMGM73gb1b4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115606725032964266?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115606725032964266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115606725032964266' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115606725032964266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115606725032964266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/pop-meets-brueghel.html' title='POP MEETS BRUEGHEL'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115601571946849772</id><published>2006-08-19T20:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T20:28:39.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAGUERREOTIPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/Daguerreotype1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/Daguerreotype1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115601571946849772?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115601571946849772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115601571946849772' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115601571946849772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115601571946849772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/daguerreotipo.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daguerre%C3%B3tipo&quot;&gt;DAGUERREOTIPO&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115592369515050166</id><published>2006-08-18T18:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:59:53.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/carbonara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/carbonara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Questa settimana all'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apicia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LA PASTA CARBONARA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115592369515050166?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115592369515050166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115592369515050166' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115592369515050166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115592369515050166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/questa-settimana-allapicia.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115591563462783018</id><published>2006-08-18T16:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:41:10.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POP MEETS POE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nine Inch Nails - The Perfect Drug&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/JZGkoM_CDxw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/JZGkoM_CDxw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115591563462783018?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115591563462783018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115591563462783018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115591563462783018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115591563462783018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/pop-meets-poe.html' title='POP MEETS POE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115591234215190525</id><published>2006-08-18T15:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:47:01.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TEMPO EM QUE AS BALEIAS TINHAM DENTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41439000/jpg/_41439513_juju_procb_203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41439000/jpg/_41439513_juju_procb_203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/4797679.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Palaeontologists have discovered a bizarre whale fossil in Australia with a set of fearsome teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115591234215190525?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115591234215190525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115591234215190525' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115591234215190525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115591234215190525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-tempo-em-que-as-baleias-tinham.html' title='NO TEMPO EM QUE AS BALEIAS TINHAM DENTES'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115573321688201540</id><published>2006-08-16T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:33:53.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O RAPAZ DO "OLHA O LOBO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Outro dia a &lt;a href="http://sem-demora.blogspot.com/"&gt;Belem&lt;/a&gt; pediu-me para lhe contar esta fabula de Esopo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um pastorzinho que cuidava de seu rebanho perto de uma aldeia gostava de se distrair de vez em quando gritando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Olha o lobo! Socorro! Olha o lobo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu certo umas duas ou três vezes. Todos os habitantes do povoado vinham correndo ajudar o pastorzinho e só encontravam risadas diante de tanto esforço. Um dia apareceu um lobo em carne e osso. O menino gritou desesperado, mas os vizinhos achavam que era só brincadeira e nem prestaram atenção. O lobo pôde devorar todas as ovelhas sem ser perturbado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/criedwolf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/criedwolf.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moral tradicional desta historia e "ninguem acredita em mentirosos, nem mesmo quando falam verdade", a conclusao maquiavelica e "guarda as mentiras para quando forem necessarias e nunca as repitas".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115573321688201540?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115573321688201540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115573321688201540' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115573321688201540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115573321688201540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-rapaz-do-olha-o-lobo.html' title='O RAPAZ DO &quot;OLHA O LOBO&quot;'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115566215359185946</id><published>2006-08-15T17:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:34:18.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUER EMAGRECER? PERGUNTE-ME COMOO metodo gestacional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.Sente-se o mais longe possivel da casa de banho e levante-se de 5 em 5 minutos para fazer xixi&lt;br /&gt;.Ganhe aversao a carne&lt;br /&gt;.Ganhe aversao a fritos&lt;br /&gt;.Nunca deixe de estar enjoad@ antes do meio dia&lt;br /&gt;.Vomite pelo menos duas vezes por dia&lt;br /&gt;.Contacte de perto com odores que lhe provoquem nauseas violentas (e.g.tinta, hortalica,caixotes do lixo, roupa suja...)&lt;br /&gt;.Sinta-se ligeirtamente indispost@ apos a terceira garfada de comida e insista ate se sentir fortemente indispost@ apos a sexta ou setima&lt;br /&gt;.Procure na internet informacao relativa aos efeitos perniciosos no desenvolvimento fetal de qualquer alimento cujo consumo aprecie e bana-o da sua dieta (um super-ego bem desenvolvido e bastante util no cumprimento deste quesito)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;. Desenvolva obstipacao cronica de modo a ver-se forcad@ a recorrer ao consumo diario de uma tijela da all-bran - a influencia sobre o seu transito intestinal e minima mas a sensacao de enfartamento prolonga-se por pelo menos duas horas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115566215359185946?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115566215359185946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115566215359185946' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115566215359185946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115566215359185946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/quer-emagrecer-pergunte-me-comoo.html' title='QUER EMAGRECER? PERGUNTE-ME COMO&lt;br&gt;O metodo gestacional'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115560202073759958</id><published>2006-08-15T01:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T01:38:55.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fatboy Slim - Brimful Of Asha (Cornershop FBS Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/HiEW_3tErFk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2003/8/7/12518/77483"&gt;'Asha' is a pun. It refers to Asha Bhonsle, but the word also means "hope". What does "hope" signify in this context? The movies and songs are in many ways a fantasy of something better than people's own lives. For instance, Indian youth whose overbearing parents would never permit them to marry those they fall in love with may yet indulge themselves in the romances they see onscreen and hear about in these ballads. The "45", for you of the CD player generation, is the 45 revolutions-per-minute record player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, the word 'Asha' is normally pronounced with both 'a's long, as in 'father'. Tjinder, with his British accent, pronounces it like "Asher", touchingly making the song both more and less genuine at the same time.&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/16991835-115560202073759958?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115560202073759958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115560202073759958' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115560202073759958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115560202073759958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/fatboy-slim-brimful-of-asha-cornershop.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115551558583532290</id><published>2006-08-14T01:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T02:03:14.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A PEQUENA SEREIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newsletter:&lt;/strong&gt;Hello Joana, from BabyCentre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You are 8 weeks pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you could see your baby this week you'd see that his fingers and toes are emerging, his eyelids practically cover his eyes and his &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;embryonic tail&lt;/span&gt; is just about gone. Of course, it's still too early to tell whether you're having a boy or a girl because the telltale parts aren't visible yet, but go ahead and play the guessing game. Many mums-to-be say they have an inkling early on — and often they're right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/clfish01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/clfish01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115551558583532290?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115551558583532290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115551558583532290' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115551558583532290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115551558583532290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/pequena-sereia.html' title='A PEQUENA SEREIA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115550491886294290</id><published>2006-08-13T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:11:33.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/93_333_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/93_333_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Consta que Ingmar Bergman se tera inspirado neste fresco da igreja de Täby, a norte de Estocolmo, para criar o argumento de "O Setimo Selo". Nao consigo encontrar nenhum traco da angustia kierkegaardiana de Antonius Block neste cavaleiro que joga xadrez com um velho amigo-o que me leva a considerar o rumor apocrifo.&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/16991835-115550491886294290?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115550491886294290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115550491886294290' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115550491886294290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115550491886294290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/consta-que-ingmar-bergman-se-tera.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115549473652115330</id><published>2006-08-13T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T19:50:05.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/9a57maureeenbisilliat1vm.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/400/9a57maureeenbisilliat1vm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia: Maureen Bisilliat&lt;br /&gt;Com um abraco e um "muito obrigada" a &lt;a href="http://talhoseretalhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115549473652115330?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115549473652115330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115549473652115330' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115549473652115330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115549473652115330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/fotografia-maureen-bisilliat-com-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115549179870907135</id><published>2006-08-13T18:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:05:53.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOU TIA DA IMELDA MARCOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/1close134.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/200/1close134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;A minha irma telefonou-me hoje e fiquei a saber que a minha sobrinha tem 27 pares de carapins e 10 pares pares de sapatinhos. Um feito absolutamente notavel se considerarmos que ate agora ela nunca pos os pes no chao.&lt;br /&gt;Daqui a dois dias a Beatriz faz dois meses, e assumindo que ela viva pelo menos 80 anos, a continuar neste ritmo a D.Ourica no fim da vida tera cerca de 20.000 pares de sapatos-20.000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115549179870907135?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115549179870907135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115549179870907135' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115549179870907135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115549179870907135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/sou-tia-da-imelda-marcos.html' title='SOU TIA DA IMELDA MARCOS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115528649250723298</id><published>2006-08-11T09:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:54:52.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the Coast of Coromandel,&lt;br /&gt;Where the early pumpkins blow,&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the woods&lt;br /&gt;Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.&lt;br /&gt;Two old chairs, and half a candle&lt;br /&gt;One old jug without a handle&lt;br /&gt;These were all his worldly goods:&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the woods,&lt;br /&gt;These were all the worldly goods&lt;br /&gt;Of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,&lt;br /&gt;Of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115528649250723298?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115528649250723298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115528649250723298' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115528649250723298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115528649250723298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-coast-of-coromandel-where-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115521769162438184</id><published>2006-08-10T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:48:11.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIRY STUDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/fairy%20study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/fairy%20study.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115521769162438184?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115521769162438184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115521769162438184' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115521769162438184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115521769162438184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/fairy-study.html' title='FAIRY STUDY'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115520627970580874</id><published>2006-08-10T11:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:25:58.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STRANGE DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/300px-Vesuvius_from_Pompeii.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/300px-Vesuvius_from_Pompeii.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi uma noite de pesadelos e vi o sol nascer da janela da minha cozinha... o melro saltitava nos ramos do lilaz. Desceu sobre mim uma estranha calma, a calma dos observadores de passaros.&lt;br /&gt;As noticias de um ataque terrorista frustrado tem uma qualidade irreal mas familiar, como se pressagios em que na verdade nunca acreditamos se fossem finalmente cumprir...&lt;br /&gt;Os habitantes de Pompeia na manha de Agosto levantaram os olhos para o vulcao e pensaram que o dia do fim de tudo estava proximo, mas que ainda nao era aquele... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115520627970580874?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115520627970580874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115520627970580874' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115520627970580874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115520627970580874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/strange-days.html' title='STRANGE DAYS'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115506406530544423</id><published>2006-08-08T19:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:31:17.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SURSUM CORDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O meu eu mais frio e racional diz-me que a alegria e inutil, que a probabilidade de tudo falhar de novo e de 10%. O meu coracao nao quer saber de maus pressagios- confia nos 90% de hipoteses de tudo correr bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115506406530544423?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115506406530544423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115506406530544423' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115506406530544423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115506406530544423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/sursum-corda.html' title='SURSUM CORDA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115506300946891243</id><published>2006-08-08T19:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:50:09.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O REI DE UM PAIS CHUVOSO</title><content type='html'>Spleen&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Je suis comme le roi d'un pays pluvieux,&lt;br /&gt;Riche, mais impuissant, jeune et pourtant très vieux,&lt;br /&gt;Qui, de ses précepteurs méprisant les courbettes,&lt;br /&gt;S'ennuie avec ses chiens comme avec d'autres bêtes.&lt;br /&gt;Rien ne peut l'égayer, ni gibier, ni faucon,&lt;br /&gt;Ni son peuple mourant en face du balcon.&lt;br /&gt;Du bouffon favori la grotesque ballade&lt;br /&gt;Ne distrait plus le front de ce cruel malade;&lt;br /&gt;Son lit fleurdelisé se transforme en tombeau,&lt;br /&gt;Et les dames d'atour, pour qui tout prince est beau,&lt;br /&gt;Ne savent plus trouver d'impudique toilette&lt;br /&gt;Pour tirer un souris de ce jeune squelette.&lt;br /&gt;Le savant qui lui fait de l'or n'a jamais pu&lt;br /&gt;De son être extirper l'élément corrompu,&lt;br /&gt;Et dans ces bains de sang qui des Romains nous viennent,&lt;br /&gt;Et dont sur leurs vieux jours les puissants se souviennent,&lt;br /&gt;II n'a su réchauffer ce cadavre hébété&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Où coule au lieu de sang l'eau verte du Léthé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Charles Baudelaire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115506300946891243?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115506300946891243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115506300946891243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115506300946891243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115506300946891243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-rei-de-um-pais-chuvoso.html' title='O REI DE UM PAIS CHUVOSO'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115469483693248392</id><published>2006-08-04T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:35:37.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ABRE-SE A PORTA DA ESCOLASAI O PARDAL DA GAIOLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/anikibobo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/anikibobo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obrigada Ana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115469483693248392?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115469483693248392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115469483693248392' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115469483693248392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115469483693248392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/abre-se-porta-da-escolasai-o-pardal-da.html' title='ABRE-SE A PORTA DA ESCOLA&lt;br&gt;SAI O PARDAL DA GAIOLA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115453597903469876</id><published>2006-08-02T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:26:19.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIRAL OF SILENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The spiral of silence is a &lt;a title="Political science" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_science"&gt;political science&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Mass communication" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mass_communication"&gt;mass communication&lt;/a&gt; theory propounded by &lt;a title="Elisabeth Noelle-Neumann" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elisabeth_Noelle-Neumann"&gt;Elisabeth Noelle-Neumann&lt;/a&gt;. Published in Noelle-Neumann's book The Spiral of Silence : Public Opinion - Our Social Skin, the theory asserts that a person is less likely to voice an &lt;a title="Opinion" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opinion"&gt;opinion&lt;/a&gt; on a topic if one feels that one is in the &lt;a title="Minority" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minority"&gt;minority&lt;/a&gt; for fear of reprisal or &lt;a title="Isolation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isolation"&gt;isolation&lt;/a&gt; from the &lt;a title="Majority" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Majority"&gt;majority&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a title="Media" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Media"&gt;media&lt;/a&gt; play a large part in determining what the dominant opinion is, since our direct observation is limited to a small percentage of the population. As the media's coverage of the majority opinion becomes the status quo, the minority becomes less likely to speak out. Conversely, as one feels one's position gaining popularity, one becomes more and more likely to speak about it.&lt;br /&gt;The theory assumes that people are constantly assessing the &lt;a title="Public opinion" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Public_opinion"&gt;public's opinion&lt;/a&gt; and that they use the media to do so. It also assumes that we have an inherent fear of isolation and know what opinions will bring on isolation by the majority. The theory explains a &lt;a class="new" title="Vocal minority" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Vocal_minority&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;vocal minority&lt;/a&gt; by stating that there are always a few with less fear of isolation, calling them the challengers of public opinion. It further states that this minority is a necessary factor of change as well as the compliant majority is a necessary factor of stability, and thus both a product of evolution.&lt;br /&gt;One way to combat the spiral of silence is to designate an individual within the group to be the &lt;a title="Devil's Advocate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devil%27s_Advocate"&gt;devil's advocate&lt;/a&gt;. This position will allow the group members to freely discuss ideas without censorship overall creating a more productive environment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115453597903469876?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115453597903469876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115453597903469876' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115453597903469876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115453597903469876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/spiral-of-silence.html' title='SPIRAL OF SILENCE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115453050749470268</id><published>2006-08-02T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T15:57:49.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Everything is super good&lt;/strong&gt;", Barris said. Over his head Charles Freck could see a thought balloon in wich Beth was stripping off her cloathes and moaning to be banged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Not with me", Charles Freck said. "I got a lot of problems nobody else has."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a somber voice, Barris said, "&lt;strong&gt;More people than you'd think. And more each day. This is a world of illness and getting progressively worse&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly&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/16991835-115453050749470268?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115453050749470268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115453050749470268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115453050749470268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115453050749470268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/everything-is-super-good-barris-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115451483543711871</id><published>2006-08-02T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:39:51.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/siluette2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/siluette2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/siluette2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/siluette2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta semana no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apicia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apicia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; : Hitchcock Presents the Souffle Mistery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115451483543711871?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115451483543711871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115451483543711871' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115451483543711871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115451483543711871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/esta-semana-no-apicia-hitchcock.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115445292622888597</id><published>2006-08-01T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:22:06.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QANA/CANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/qana10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/qana10a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qana is a village located southeast of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/tyre" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tyre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/lebanon" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lebanon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. It is one possible site for the Biblical &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/cana" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, where &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/jesus-christ" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; is said by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="ilnk" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/john-2-1" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; to have turned water into wine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/qana-shelling"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Answers.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fotografia: The Guardian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115445292622888597?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115445292622888597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115445292622888597' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115445292622888597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115445292622888597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/08/qanacana.html' title='QANA/CANA'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115438278315084991</id><published>2006-07-31T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:53:03.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BEATRIX, THE HEDGEHOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/viagemEngland%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/320/viagemEngland%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16991835-115438278315084991?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115438278315084991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115438278315084991' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115438278315084991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115438278315084991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/07/beatrix-hedgehog.html' title='BEATRIX, THE HEDGEHOG'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16991835.post-115437210628162632</id><published>2006-07-31T19:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:55:06.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BATTLE OF BRICK LANE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Battle of Brick Lane...&lt;br /&gt;...and the failure to support Muslim feminists against a howling reactionary mob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brick Lane is a glorious streak of neon and curry, of clubbers and fundamentalists, of old Jewish immigrant stories and new Muslim ones, in the guts of the East End. It is my home, and over the past week I have been sharing it with a little news story – and with another small sign that free speech in Britain is slowly sandpapered down by reactionary mini-mobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins with one of the most tender and beautiful British novels I know. Monica Ali’s ‘Brick Lane’ is the almost Victorian story of one woman’s liberation. Nasneen is an eighteen year-old girl shipped over from Bangladesh to London’s Bangla-Town, to marry an obese forty year old she has never met. At first she sees the East End as “a vast dump of people rotting away under a mean strip of sky,” and she is forced to spend her days cutting off her husband’s corns and trimming his nasal hair. She is discouraged from learning English or from ever leaving the house. She has been taught to be limp and passive all her life – “we are women, what can we do?” her mother always asked. She is kept drugged by superstition, told constantly it would be a sin against God to rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slowly, Nasneen realises “she could not wait for the future to be revealed, but had to make it for herself”. She learns English. She learns to ice-skate. She has an affair with a beautiful young man. She even begins to develop a more liberal strain of Islam, rejecting the dogmatic literalism of the men around her. In the end, she lets her husband pursue the immigrants’ dream-disease – Going Home Syndrome – back to Bangladesh, while she stays here, a free woman in a free country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the BBC decided to make this into a film, they naturally wanted to shoot on Brick Lane itself – and the troubles began. A small number of Bengali men were enraged by Ali. A woman – a woman! – had dared to take the rest of us on an intimate tour of the Bengali community. She had even tried, in her subtle, tender way, to incite a rebellion of Muslim women, to encourage them to become Nasneems and discover the joy of being free-thinking sexual women rather than being terrorised into tethered livestock hiding in cloth-prisons. They organised demonstrations to halt the filming, to shut up this uppity bitch once and for all. Their meetings talked of burning the book and of burning her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I nipped down to the sweetshop where Abdus Saliqh has been masterminding this campaign. He is a neat man, sitting in front of a pile of newspaper cuttings, with a camera crew waiting to one side. “I have been here 37 years. It was a dark lane when we arrived,” he says. “Through our hard work, we made Brick Lane. The National Front used to come and attack us but we built it up. We are proud to live here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I instinctively warm to him as he says this. But when he speaks about Monica Ali, his face contorts. “She has targeted our community to get rich!” he says. “She is saying my father jumped from his ship like a monkey, that we are dirty, we are uncivilised!” I pause in incomprehension. Where in the book does it say this? “She says it! She compares us to monkeys!” One of Ali’s characters compares people from the Syleth region of Bangladesh to monkeys. Then the novel’s most sympathetic character Nasneem rebukes him, pointing out that two of Bangladesh’s great national heroes – Colonel Osmany and Shah Jalal – came from Sylhet. Don’t you see, Saliqh, that a novelist can make a character say something she doesn’t personally believe? Do you think the Holocaust survivor Elie Weisel is a Nazi because he writes dialogue for Nazi characters like “Kill the kike”? He scoffs. “It is the same thing!” he declares, waving his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salique claims to have read the book, but he keeps referring to events and passages that don’t exist, like a scene where lice fall from a character’s hair into food. But soon we get to the real reason for this rage. “Women are not fucking around in this area,” he says. “Our women, most of them, 99 percent, respect their husbands and respect their tradition.” He shakes with anger at Ali’s challenge to this ‘natural’ order. Ali’s crime has been to challenge the supremacy of Bengali men by articulating the secret experiences of Begali women. I have lived among (and loved) British Asian communities all my life – and I can attest to its veracity. More importantly, British-Bangladeshi women are seeing it for themselves: according to the Brick Lane bookshop, thousands of women hidden behind veils are buying the Bengali language version and reading it in samizdat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not new. Over the past few years, there has been a cascade of protests by ultra-conservatives within Europe’s immigrant communities trying to silence women from their own neighbourhoods who are bravely calling for change. It’s not just Monica Ali. Gurpreet Kaur Bhatti’s play Bezhti was stopped by a Sikh fundamentalist mob. Fadela Amara receives constant threats for setting up the Muslim feminist organisation ‘Neither Whores Nor Doormats’. Ayaan Hirsi Ali is living under armed guard because she dared to make a film exposing the epidemic of domestic violence thumping Muslim women in the Netherlands. (The director was decapitated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logic of multiculturalism has made it hard for these thugs to be challenged. Multiculturalism treats immigrant communities as homogenous blocks, represented by elderly, reactionary “community spokesmen”. It has created the bizarre situation where the often-great feminist Germaine Greer has ended up siding with the patriarchal protestors as the keepers of authentic Bengali culture against the carping feminists. Yet in reality, immigrant communities are diverse, clashing cacophonies like everyone else. As the great Amarya Sen has been arguing, we should ditch the outdated idea of multiculturalism and support the progressive wings of all and any communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along Brick Lane I find people who view Saliqh and his tiny band of protestors as an embarrasment. Jamal Abdul Quayam, co-owner of Taj Stores, the oldest Bengali shop on Brick Lane, calls him “a big-mouth who wants publicity,” adding, “It is uneducated people like this who stop the progress of our community.” Amzal Hussain, whose restaurant is only a few doors from Saliqh’s shop, says, “I believe in free speech. It is why I love this country, and why many Bengalis do. I would be very happy for the film to be made in my restaurant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this sane Bengali majority has been ignored. The filming on Brick Lane has been stopped. Salique brags about his victory. This is only a small infringement – the film will be made elsewhere – but the pattern is yet again affirmed. Instead of holding open the institutions of a free society to support these women as they change their communities, we are allowing reactionaries to intimidate them with threats of force. Bezhti is now unstageable. Hirsi Ali has been driven from Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In London, the police have begun to defend free speech only selectively, telling people under threat from foaming fundamentalist fringes that they “cannot guarantee their security”. When a Muslim man held up the Mohammed cartoons at a Free Speech rally in London earlier this year to demonstrate his support for free speech, he was actually arrested for a “public order disturbance”. When my friends at the Liberal magazine printed the cartoons, they were told by the police they were on their own. What right have the police to decide to abandon chunks of the population to fanatics? Why did they not guarantee the safe passage of camera crews on Brick Lane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Battle of Brick Lane has been another small deflating pin-prick for our free speech – and for some of the bravest women in Britain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johannhari.com/about.php"&gt;Johann Hari&lt;/a&gt;, The Independent-30/7/2006&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/16991835-115437210628162632?l=blogaurelia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/feeds/115437210628162632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16991835&amp;postID=115437210628162632' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115437210628162632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16991835/posts/default/115437210628162632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogaurelia.blogspot.com/2006/07/battle-of-brick-lane.html' title='THE BATTLE OF BRICK LANE'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00238720765797843520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5167/850/1600/joana5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
