<?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-3014834352935558298</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:28:26.955Z</updated><category term='Dire straits'/><category term='Sultans of Swing'/><title type='text'>O que mais sou...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7372323319273049930</id><published>2011-06-02T00:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:21:03.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Energia Pt. II</title><summary type='text'>Escrevi isto no outro dia, cheguei a conclusão que não iria precisar....mas achei que estava tão bem escrito (ou não) que nem tive coragem de apagar.....


"Até há pouco tempo, a humanidade construiu toda uma sociedade onde se admitia que as fontes fósseis de energia seriam virtualmente inesgotáveis, sabe-se hoje que isso não passou de uma ilusão. Com o acentuado crescimento da população e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7372323319273049930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2011/06/energia-pt-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7372323319273049930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7372323319273049930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2011/06/energia-pt-ii.html' title='Energia Pt. II'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-3552216337609325100</id><published>2010-11-04T12:39:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:39:00.575Z</updated><title type='text'>O porquê de quer la ir...</title><summary type='text'>Desde que vi na televisão que ando com uma vontade de lá ir.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3552216337609325100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-porque-de-quer-la-ir.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3552216337609325100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3552216337609325100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-porque-de-quer-la-ir.html' title='O porquê de quer la ir...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-6381684983220481324</id><published>2010-10-31T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:54:59.266Z</updated><title type='text'>What a rush!</title><summary type='text'>Uma das maiores bandas do mundo!!...

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/6381684983220481324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-rush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6381684983220481324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6381684983220481324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-rush.html' title='What a rush!'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-305104653038837294</id><published>2010-10-31T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:34:21.443Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia a dia...</title><summary type='text'>Dia a dia, é como vivo agora. Dividido entre o saber e o querer saber. Entre o futuro e o presente (porque o passado já la vai). Uma fase muito chata, onde vejo a "luz ao fundo do túnel" , mas só vejo, ainda não lhe consigo tocar. Mas está quase. Já faltou mais.
No presente sei o que tenho de fazer e o que tem de ser feito. O futuro é a maior incógnita. Por mais que pense nele, não consigo chegar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/305104653038837294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/305104653038837294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/305104653038837294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-dia.html' title='Dia a dia...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/TM1h3LCU8HI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dH7EdxsmZPs/s72-c/0914206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-667574974962288988</id><published>2010-07-26T00:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:04:56.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um ano que passou.</title><summary type='text'>Mai um ano lectivo que acabou, posso dizer que não correu como eu gostaria mas também não posso dizer que tenha corrido mal. Sinto que cresci em algumas coisas mas em outras...continuo o mesmo incorrigível.
Descobri um gosto/prazer enorme na área da mecânica dos fluidos, área da aeronáutica que me despertava um maior interesse em relação a muitas outras que fazem parte deste mundo maravilhoso. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/667574974962288988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/07/mais-um-ano-que-passou.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/667574974962288988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/667574974962288988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/07/mais-um-ano-que-passou.html' title='Mais um ano que passou.'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5148177887034263511</id><published>2010-07-09T08:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:43:27.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Avião que vai levar 6 civis a voar no limite do espaço!!!
No mínimo fantástico!

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5148177887034263511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/07/aviao-que-vai-levar-6-civis-voar-no.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5148177887034263511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5148177887034263511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/07/aviao-que-vai-levar-6-civis-voar-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-6317921389572934513</id><published>2010-04-18T22:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:00:59.595+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades pt 2.</title><summary type='text'>Já me ia esquecer deste belo instrumental...Que saudades que tenho de ali estar...

Czardas

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/6317921389572934513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudades-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6317921389572934513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6317921389572934513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudades-pt-2.html' title='Saudades pt 2.'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-4181759766816242221</id><published>2010-04-18T21:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:50:19.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades</title><summary type='text'>Maria Maria



Passion

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/4181759766816242221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/4181759766816242221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/4181759766816242221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudades.html' title='Saudades'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-6140509619521848374</id><published>2010-03-25T21:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:51:47.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Musicas que me fazem sonhar....</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/6140509619521848374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/03/musicas-que-me-fazem-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6140509619521848374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6140509619521848374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/03/musicas-que-me-fazem-sonhar.html' title='Musicas que me fazem sonhar....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5747700806994009340</id><published>2010-02-22T22:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:11:51.272Z</updated><title type='text'>As vezes.....</title><summary type='text'>Há musicas que nos fazem sonhar.....Algumas são como se nos embalassem num mar de melodias....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5747700806994009340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-vezes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5747700806994009340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5747700806994009340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-vezes.html' title='As vezes.....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-4792704863238957438</id><published>2010-02-22T21:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:58:25.372Z</updated><title type='text'>Não é moleskine, mas é quase...</title><summary type='text'>A quando do interrail, eu sei... que falta de respeito para com os meus caríssimos leitores não ter uma descrição do que foi o meu interrail. Desde já mil perdãos e perdões...Bem para começar a condizer com o titulo, porque isto depois vai acabar como um episódio dos Simpson's, não comprei um moleskine porque são muito caros. Sim sou forreta no que toca a dar 14€ por um caderno com um elástico...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/4792704863238957438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-e-moleskine-mas-e-quase.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/4792704863238957438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/4792704863238957438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-e-moleskine-mas-e-quase.html' title='Não é moleskine, mas é quase...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5945021138648945420</id><published>2010-02-20T07:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T07:17:41.009Z</updated><title type='text'>Caminhada por Coimbra.....</title><summary type='text'>Hoje são 7:15 e estou de saída para uma caminhada histórica!(não de fazer historia mas de aprender historia...) Vou a Coimbra ver monumentos, saber alguns segredo não escondidos e passar um bom bocado a andar....Vamos a ver se o tempo ajuda....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5945021138648945420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/caminhada-por-coimbra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5945021138648945420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5945021138648945420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/caminhada-por-coimbra.html' title='Caminhada por Coimbra.....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-862020513448391128</id><published>2010-02-18T18:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:28:06.284Z</updated><title type='text'>depois da tempestade....</title><summary type='text'>Ola mais uma vez!ete texto tem a particularidade de ser escrito ao som de um das minhas favoritas bandas. Epa é cá uma energia......e eu que o diga que tenho muita energia........ acumulada sob a forma de calorias....Chegou ao fim mais um época de exames. Já só faltam mais duas.... mas esta teve contornos diferentes. Em primeiro, foi muito mais exaustiva e intensiva, em segundo, o calendário não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/862020513448391128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/depois-da-tempestade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/862020513448391128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/862020513448391128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2010/02/depois-da-tempestade.html' title='depois da tempestade....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321668264440264455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S3bXSP1I6II/AAAAAAAAACs/FgP_yFAHDa8/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OMgC-oqpDto/S36s5tKR9hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MptBLbsdSvU/s72-c/corrida.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-625740096394584432</id><published>2009-12-12T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:08:27.042Z</updated><title type='text'>O que mais sou...</title><summary type='text'>Hoje sou isto.....



Tentem focar na musica...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/625740096394584432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-que-mais-sou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/625740096394584432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/625740096394584432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-que-mais-sou.html' title='O que mais sou...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-758885620740549949</id><published>2009-12-04T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:06:12.747Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje não</title><summary type='text'>Epá hoje não!
É o que mais me apetece dizer a toda a gente...
Hoje não!
Não quero fazer nada...
Hoje não!!
Não vou discutir outra vez isso contigo!
Hoje não!
Não tens razão, mas tá bem...
Hoje não!
Leva lá a porra da bicicleta e deixa-me em páz!..
Hoje não!
É como quiseres...
Hoje não!
Quero estar sossegado.
Hoje não!
Epá a sério, hoje não...
Hoje não!
Quero ver isto e acabar de vez!
Hoje não!
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/758885620740549949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoje-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/758885620740549949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/758885620740549949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoje-nao.html' title='Hoje não'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-3096538695267706355</id><published>2009-12-02T01:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:43:00.686Z</updated><title type='text'>O EU distante.....</title><summary type='text'>Eu sou conhecido, ou melhor, era-me atribuída uma característica muito peculiar que ainda hoje, raramente, se manifesta, que é o típico “do contra”. É verdade eu era, e ainda sou um bocado, aquele tipo de pessoa que contraria só porque sim... Tinha sempre opinião sobre tudo e todos, e, claro está, maior parte das vezes estava errado.
De tanto criar confusão e mau estar nos grupos, comecei a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3096538695267706355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-eu-distante.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3096538695267706355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3096538695267706355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-eu-distante.html' title='O EU distante.....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5187105974535905586</id><published>2009-12-01T01:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:39:48.217Z</updated><title type='text'>O big show está no ar....</title><summary type='text'>É oficial.....
Entei na época de exames...
Vão começar os meus dias de clausura e marranço....
Dormir menos que o sol e ter aquelas fantásticas noites de estudo em que se chega a um ponto onde já so se diz disparates....
A única semelhança com férias é o não saber a quantas ando...
(Que tal umas chouriças e umas minis!!??)

E esta hein?...

Isto é fantástico, hoje dei por mim que só me faltam 5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5187105974535905586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-big-show-esta-no-ar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5187105974535905586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5187105974535905586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-big-show-esta-no-ar.html' title='O big show está no ar....'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-6031862604816336611</id><published>2009-11-30T14:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:56:39.616Z</updated><title type='text'>Flake</title><summary type='text'>I know she said it's alright 
 But you can make it up next time 
 I know she knows it's not right 
 There ain't no use in lying 
 Maybe she thinks I know something 
 Maybe maybe she thinks its fine 
 Maybe she knows something I don't 
 I'm so, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of trying 
 
 It seems to me that maybe, 
 It pretty much always means no 
 So don't tell me you might just let it go 
 And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/6031862604816336611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-she-said-its-alright-but-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6031862604816336611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/6031862604816336611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-she-said-its-alright-but-you-can.html' title='Flake'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-684949096553308216</id><published>2009-11-29T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:04:06.634Z</updated><title type='text'>O meu reino...</title><summary type='text'>É verdade...
Domingo a noite sozinho em casa...Sem nada nem ninguém para me chatear a cabeça, para me pedir coisas, para falar comigo, para me ouvir... Ainda bem... Para quem me conhece à já alguns anos pode parecer um bocado estranho, e se calhar até é mesmo, mas sabe-me bem estar sozinho. Posso ter o controlo de tudo o que me rodeia...Ponho no canal que quero, ouço a musica que quero, sento-me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/684949096553308216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-meu-reino.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/684949096553308216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/684949096553308216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-meu-reino.html' title='O meu reino...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-8679733640572295792</id><published>2009-11-29T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:25:21.298Z</updated><title type='text'>Que isto??</title><summary type='text'>
Este país não está grande espingarda...
Oias minha gente!
Ultimamente tenho andado mais atento aos jornais aos demais (ou demasiados) meios de comunicação. E tou muito triste. Estou triste com a situação nacional e mundial. Não acho que iremos a algum lado. Estamos tão proximos de uma gerra mundial que acho que pouca gente se preocupa ou tem consciência (ou então sou eu que estou a exagerar..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/8679733640572295792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-isto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8679733640572295792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8679733640572295792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/que-isto.html' title='Que isto??'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-2939418867391893146</id><published>2009-11-29T01:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:07:09.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Já agora!...</title><summary type='text'>Uma musica que não me sai da cabeça...

Musica mais votada para conduzir, segundo a BBC...

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/2939418867391893146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/ja-agora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2939418867391893146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2939418867391893146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/ja-agora.html' title='Já agora!...'/><author><name>Joaquim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SvTL0PQYytI/AAAAAAAAA9c/F3d17OgxADs/S220/P109050698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-2711817210926802467</id><published>2009-11-10T01:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:20:50.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Hope I Don't Fall In Love With You</title><summary type='text'>Esta voz rouca que tante gente inspirou, adiciono-me a essa grande lista muito por esta musica...

Tom Waits "Hope I Don't Fall In Love With You"

Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/2711817210926802467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/lyrics-to-hope-i-dont-fall-in-love-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2711817210926802467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2711817210926802467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/lyrics-to-hope-i-dont-fall-in-love-with.html' title='Hope I Don&apos;t Fall In Love With You'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-8160281395692483439</id><published>2009-11-09T01:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:05:00.649Z</updated><title type='text'>Taquetòmeu</title><summary type='text'>Táquetomeuqueuquerordemasemprenquantordemaiseistontemolheisntrumentalmentenquantolhavaquelenormempedradondestavanciosamententretidaquela.....Um exercício para exercitar a mente e a língua mental.Escrever um texto sem espaços onde a ultima letra de uma palavra é a primeira da próxima... ??Outra vez???Que esta Merd@??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/8160281395692483439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/taquetomeu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8160281395692483439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8160281395692483439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/taquetomeu.html' title='Taquetòmeu'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7199414566150853131</id><published>2009-11-08T01:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:00:03.135Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><summary type='text'>Hoje apetece-me chorar...Riras gargalhas...dar um abraço, um beijo, um pontapé um murro...Porquê?Não sei...Acho que o tico saiu de casa e esqueceu-se da chave...O pobre teco ficou a descascar batatas porque não tinha abre latas para mudar de canal no micro ondas...Por isso o Mikey teve de ligar ao homem-aranha para pendurar um candeeiro no tecto, porque o Pateta teve de pegar no escadote para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7199414566150853131/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7199414566150853131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7199414566150853131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1925602481737856289</id><published>2009-11-07T00:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:57:36.994Z</updated><title type='text'>??</title><summary type='text'>Como seria se eu pudesse mudar tudo.Mudar o que fiz, o que não fiz... O que poderia ter feito e o que talvez não fizesse.Não sei. As vezes dou por mim a ver tudo a acontecer, coisas boas, coisas más, boas oportunidades (para estar calado, essa acontece-me frequentemente), más oportunidades...Ás vezes comparo-me com outras pessoas, acho que toda agente faz isso, por mais que digam que somos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1925602481737856289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1925602481737856289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1925602481737856289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='??'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-8208493133887791715</id><published>2009-10-29T14:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:00:46.159Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sultans of Swing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dire straits'/><title type='text'>Sultans of Swing</title><summary type='text'>Em 1978 foi lançado um single em Inglaterra com uma música que não era nada de especial, na altura as rádios recusaram-se a toca-la, dada a grande componente lírica. Diziam simplesmente que a musica tinha muita letra...Quando o album chegou aos USA, essa mesma musica foi um êxito que conseguiu chegar ao 8 lugar nas tabelas nacionais....A versão que se ouvia na rádio era uns minutos mais curta que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/8208493133887791715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/10/sultans-of-swing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8208493133887791715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8208493133887791715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/10/sultans-of-swing.html' title='Sultans of Swing'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1136047520661239283</id><published>2009-10-12T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:33:52.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tambem me lembro de algo parecido...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1136047520661239283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/10/tambem-me-lembro-de-algo-parecido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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intelegent elephantand Nellie was her nameOne dark nightshe slipt her iron chain, and of she ranto Hindustan and was never seen againoooooooooooooooooo...Nellie the elephant pack her trunk andsaid goodbye to the circusof she road with a trumety trumptrump trump trumpNellie the elephant packed her trunkand trumbled of to the jungleof she road with a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3942381343493960466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-e-o-rodolfo-mas-e-quase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3942381343493960466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3942381343493960466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-e-o-rodolfo-mas-e-quase.html' title='Não é o rodolfo mas é quase...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7005790936056712163</id><published>2009-06-15T00:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:27:17.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmhhhhh....</title><summary type='text'>......Conselhos para sentir...1º rodear-se de bons amigos2º ter a melhor namorada do mundo3º ter um objectivo4º ler um livro5º escrever um blogue6º aprender a cozinhar7º tocar um instrumento8º ver um filme de autor9º fechar os olhos...10º não sei...isto é tudo muito bonito.....não sou pessoa de me arrepiar facilmente...mas bastou ser confrontado com uma das "coisas" que fez de mim o que sou (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7005790936056712163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/06/grande-concerto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7005790936056712163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7005790936056712163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/06/grande-concerto.html' title='mmmhhhhh....'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-2831172512355342596</id><published>2009-05-13T22:04:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:19:55.909+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Tap</title><summary type='text'>Mais um para a minha lista de guitarristas, no mínimo, originais...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/2831172512355342596/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/05/air-tap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2831172512355342596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2831172512355342596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/05/air-tap.html' title='Air Tap'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-3718722888923866723</id><published>2009-05-12T17:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:28:09.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De uma vez por todas...</title><summary type='text'>Já cá não vinha à muito tempo. Isto não tem andado muito fácil...Aliás, hoje apercebi-me de uma coisa que até tenho alguma vergonha em admitir. Eu nunca fui um aluno brilhante, sempre andei na média, ás vezes mais para baixo, outras mais para cima. Mas nunca fugi muito da média. Mas hoje apercebi-me que tenho capacidade para fazer grandes coisas, que tenho uma capacidade (não digo tremenda, mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3718722888923866723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-uma-vez-por-todas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3718722888923866723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3718722888923866723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-uma-vez-por-todas.html' title='De uma vez por todas...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-3817139378131443581</id><published>2009-04-12T00:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:13:00.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até parece fácil...</title><summary type='text'>Sem menosprezar os Asas de Portugal.Para mim esta é a melhor, ou para ser diferente, que dá mais espectáculo, equipa de acrobacias aéreas. Para além de serem consideradas a mais bem equipada força aérea do mundo, são também os que mais espectáculo dão, ou não fossem eles americanos....Os Thunderbird da USAF... (United States Air Force)Para quem partilha esta paixão, vale mesmo a pena ver até ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3817139378131443581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/04/ate-parece-facil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3817139378131443581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3817139378131443581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/04/ate-parece-facil.html' title='Até parece fácil...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-162750485348095478</id><published>2009-03-26T19:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:56:10.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Mundo verde...</title><summary type='text'>Em vez de um mundo de cartão porque não um mundo verde?Para quem realmente se importa, dá que pensar...GreenThe environment is dyingWe need a solution fastIf we don’t devise a big old planit simply will not lastWe don’t to freak anybody outWe don’t want to make a sceneWe’d rather sweep it under the matbut instead we’ll paint it greenGreen, green, greenWe’ll paint it greenIt doesn’t really matter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/162750485348095478/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/mundo-verde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/162750485348095478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/162750485348095478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/mundo-verde.html' title='Mundo verde...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1680328243748045555</id><published>2009-03-24T21:05:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:20:36.429Z</updated><title type='text'>High Voltage</title><summary type='text'>Não sei explicar o que esta banda significa para mim....Transcende tudo...!!!!!Esta é uma das (muitas) musicas favoritas deles....HIGH VOLTAGE(1975)(Young, Young, Scott)You ask me 'bout the clothes I wearAnd you ask me why I grow my hairAnd you ask me why I'm in a bandI dig doin' one night standsYou wanna see me do my thingAll you gotta do is plug me into highI said highHigh voltage rock 'n' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1680328243748045555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/high-voltage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1680328243748045555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1680328243748045555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/high-voltage.html' title='High Voltage'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1397934716565996180</id><published>2009-03-21T12:11:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T12:21:08.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Se na Toys´r´us tivesse isto...</title><summary type='text'>No outro dia andava sem nada para fazer, a "surfar" pela web sem destino definido. Claro está que a maioria das páginas eram sobre aviões, mas algumas também eram, por incrível que pareça, de carros. Sim eu andei a ver carros...E tropecei numa fantasia que eu já tinha à muito tempo mas que nunca tive a audácia de a realizar. Agora vem a boca do costume:- "Ó paixão, quando não souberes o que me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1397934716565996180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-outro-dia-andava-sem-nada-para-fazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1397934716565996180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1397934716565996180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-outro-dia-andava-sem-nada-para-fazer.html' title='Se na Toys´r´us tivesse isto...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7619343119071277001</id><published>2009-03-20T19:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:52:36.401Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Auguries Of InnocenceWilliam BlakeTo see a world in a grain of sandAnd a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your handAnd eternity in an hour.A robin redbreast in a cagePuts all heaven in a rage.A dove-house filled with doves and pigeonsShudders hell through all its regions.A dog starved at his master's gatePredicts the ruin of the state.A horse misused upon the roadCalls to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7619343119071277001/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/auguries-of-innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7619343119071277001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7619343119071277001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/auguries-of-innocence.html' title=''/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-8083015454663104610</id><published>2009-03-19T12:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:36:00.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Se todas as mesas fossem assim...</title><summary type='text'>Daqui a pouco até as sanitas são iterativas... E beber uns finos numa mesa destas?....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/8083015454663104610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-todas-as-mesas-fossem-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8083015454663104610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/8083015454663104610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-todas-as-mesas-fossem-assim.html' title='Se todas as mesas fossem assim...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5391133689527887513</id><published>2009-03-18T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:47:37.901Z</updated><title type='text'>Brinquedos de crianças...</title><summary type='text'>Fico um pré-adolescente quando vejo isto...Imaginem-se a beber um cafe e de repente....BUMMM!!!Sera que há uma daquelas smart boxes com isto???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5391133689527887513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/12/fico-um-pre-adolescente-quando-vejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5391133689527887513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5391133689527887513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/12/fico-um-pre-adolescente-quando-vejo.html' title='Brinquedos de crianças...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/Sb-NNIedx6I/AAAAAAAAA3k/6sWKs27vASQ/s72-c/FunnySmile2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5487242641089567989</id><published>2009-03-17T11:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:30:13.786Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Erick TurnbullDe vez em quando há uma musica que nos prega quatro chapadas....esta foi a mais recente....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5487242641089567989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/erick-turnbull-de-vez-em-quando-ha-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5487242641089567989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5487242641089567989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2009/03/erick-turnbull-de-vez-em-quando-ha-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/Sb-JVL00ZzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vcaRb8u4Rwk/s72-c/41ai75D4sPL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-6673109392877247973</id><published>2008-12-13T22:10:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:16:58.921Z</updated><title type='text'>A minha guitarra é para mim.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; 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Calma, não estou a dizer que me vou tornar um escritor, isso seria um pesadelo para mim, uma perda de tempo para vocês e um desastre para a literatura...  Mas como duvido que alguém irá ler estas palavras, não tenho problemas em dizer que sou um escritor. Sim, a partir de agora sou escritor, até tenho óculos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7796326828478815575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/escrever-ou-no-escrevernunca-foi-questo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7796326828478815575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7796326828478815575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/escrever-ou-no-escrevernunca-foi-questo.html' title='Escrever ou não escrever?...Nunca foi questão.'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1082308239348076097</id><published>2008-11-23T22:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:38:52.208Z</updated><title type='text'>The italian who went to malta.</title><summary type='text'>Tem de se ler como se fosse um italiano a falar inglês.One day ima gonna Malta to bigga hotel. Ina morning I go down to eat breakfast. I tella waitress I wanna two pissis toast. She brings me only one piss. I tella her I want two piss. She say go to the toilet. I say you no understand, I wanna to piss onna my plate. She say you better no piss onna plate, you sonna ma bitch. I don't even know the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1082308239348076097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/italian-who-went-to-malta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1082308239348076097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1082308239348076097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/italian-who-went-to-malta.html' title='The italian who went to malta.'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7312646638946542183</id><published>2008-11-23T17:00:00.017Z</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:00:32.740Z</updated><title type='text'>Uns gigantes voadores...</title><summary type='text'>Como já devem ter reparado, eu gosto muito de aviões. Entre muitos que poderia aqui falar, existe um que me prendeu a atenção durante os últimos anos. Sim leram bem, últimos anos... O A380 (ou, se não me falha a memória, X380 como eu primeiro o conheci). À primeira vista e para os mais desatentos, ou desinteressados, este é o maior avião do mundo. Sim é verdade, se tivermos a falar de aviões de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7312646638946542183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-gigante-de-compositos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7312646638946542183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7312646638946542183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-gigante-de-compositos.html' title='Uns gigantes voadores...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SSmSpYbTMAI/AAAAAAAAABg/bUHtmRMF75k/s72-c/hughes_h-4_hercules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-7033239722688686526</id><published>2008-11-23T12:44:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:44:40.477Z</updated><title type='text'>Guitarras e guitarreiro...</title><summary type='text'>Quem não gosta de ouvir uma guitarra? Obviamente que para mim é das melhores coisas que me pode entrar na cabeça. Há dias vi uma que me prendeu a atenção. Olhei para ela como um homem olha para a Scarlett Johansson. erá pelo som que sai dela? Talvez.À partida parece um pouco esquesita, talvez porque foi feita de propósito para este artista.Será que ela prima pelo visual? Ou pelo desafio que é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/7033239722688686526/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/quem-no-gosta-de-ouvir-uma-guitarra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7033239722688686526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/7033239722688686526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/quem-no-gosta-de-ouvir-uma-guitarra.html' title='Guitarras e guitarreiro...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-696527421202618541</id><published>2008-11-23T12:36:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:42:43.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Fantastico</title><summary type='text'>Há uns tempos atrás, andava a pesquisar uns vídeos de guitarristas.Quando vi este nem quis acreditar no que estava a ver.Chama-se Justin King e é realmente fantástico.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/696527421202618541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantastico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/696527421202618541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/696527421202618541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/11/fantastico.html' title='Fantastico'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-2073836707641734808</id><published>2008-10-30T19:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:02:21.910Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu e os aviões</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0   21         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/2073836707641734808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/eu-e-os-avies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2073836707641734808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2073836707641734808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/eu-e-os-avies.html' title='Eu e os aviões'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-2990518143736023147</id><published>2008-10-29T15:34:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:33:54.973Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu e a Musica</title><summary type='text'>Musica na minha vida. Se alguma coisa nunca me desiludiu na vida, foi a música. Sim, já apanhei muitas desilusões na vida, não que seja velho e já tenha vivido muito, sinto que ainda me falta muito para viver. Mas na música encontrei sempre consolo, ou no instrumento ou na voz ou no ouvido, ou outro qualquer estimulo que sentia e sinto.Da mesma maneira que há pessoas que se arrepiam com beijos, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/2990518143736023147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/musica-na-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2990518143736023147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/2990518143736023147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/musica-na-minha-vida.html' title='Eu e a Musica'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-787304280582501970</id><published>2008-10-29T14:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:03:28.031Z</updated><title type='text'>Meia hora a espera por um momento mágico.</title><summary type='text'>Pois foi, nunca vos aconteceu estarem 1,2,3 ou mais horas à espera para 5segundos de magia? Não estou a falar do óbvio...... Mas sim das filas de espera, tive agora na secretaria à espera meia hora para ter 5 segundos de magia. Magia essa que não passou de quatro carimbos...Nesse tempo de espera tive tempo para pensar em variadíssimas coisas, tais como: porque é que o Pato Donald quando sai do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/787304280582501970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/meia-hora-espera-por-um-momento-mgico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/787304280582501970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/787304280582501970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/meia-hora-espera-por-um-momento-mgico.html' title='Meia hora a espera por um momento mágico.'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-5885953391177850381</id><published>2008-10-29T10:20:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:42:55.467Z</updated><title type='text'>Só mesmo nos states...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      PT   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/5885953391177850381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/s-mesmo-nos-states.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5885953391177850381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/5885953391177850381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/s-mesmo-nos-states.html' title='Só mesmo nos states...'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-1648752959177788241</id><published>2008-10-27T20:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:39:25.320Z</updated><title type='text'>Se eu escrevesse....</title><summary type='text'>Gostava de um dia escrever um livro, não um livro que ganha-se prémios ou muito dinheiro. Um livro, só um livro. Nem que seja para saber qual é a sensação de ver uma criação nossa numa prateleira de uma qualquer biblioteca ou loja.Se eu escrevesse um livro talvez fosse sobre dragões, mas já existem muitos por isso não pode ser.Já sei, um livro sobre um peixe que se perde no mar, e o pai dele tem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/1648752959177788241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/se-eu-escrevesse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1648752959177788241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/1648752959177788241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/se-eu-escrevesse.html' title='Se eu escrevesse....'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAppHeZerpE/SQYoj-89zoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AUfXeZlM6N4/S220/P1030922.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3014834352935558298.post-3288921732449153902</id><published>2008-10-27T19:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:39:01.732Z</updated><title type='text'>O país do politico-entretenimento</title><summary type='text'>Por vezes dou por mim a pensar, como seriam os nossos dias se de um momento para o outro todos os políticos desaparecessem. Ou melhor, os fins de semana. Que bom! Podíamos pensar já. Mas quem é que depois nos ia entreter nos nossos serões? Das desgraças dos outros ninguém (este ninguém refere-se a uma pessoa normal) tira gozo, ou porque foi uma morte, um roubo ou outra coisa qualquer que o que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/feeds/3288921732449153902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-pas-do-politico-entretenimento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3288921732449153902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3014834352935558298/posts/default/3288921732449153902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oquemaissou.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-pas-do-politico-entretenimento.html' title='O país do politico-entretenimento'/><author><name>Zappa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
