<?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-7514314168320366309</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:33:55.250-03:00</updated><category term='nestas páginas'/><category term='musas'/><category term='três tiras'/><category term='acasos e descasos'/><category term='Signo do Mês'/><category term='dicas'/><category term='achados da internet'/><category term='putz'/><category term='do papel e do lápis'/><category term='eu quero'/><category term='prosa'/><category term='inutilidades da vida privada'/><title type='text'>Calcinha Listrada</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-6059073169433775117</id><published>2008-07-07T16:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:54:08.370-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acasos e descasos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musas'/><title type='text'>Aniversariando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SHJyK3D0YSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/yai9Bkm4B60/s1600-h/ftd_3701b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220360448980050210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SHJyK3D0YSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/yai9Bkm4B60/s200/ftd_3701b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faz falta ver teu sorriso, ou escutar a tua voz. E por mais que eu olhe as fotos de nós duas juntas, serão apenas fotografias.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter estado contigo neste aniversário. Mais uma vez, apenas fechei os olhos e desejei um &lt;em&gt;Felicidades&lt;/em&gt; enquanto olhava a lua crescente pela janela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É estranho imaginar que este trechinho que eu encontrei no meio das minhas coisas consiga refletir o que pensei dia quatro de julho... Enfim, &lt;em&gt;feliz aniversário&lt;/em&gt; pra Calcinha querida do meu coração!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-6059073169433775117?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/6059073169433775117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=6059073169433775117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6059073169433775117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6059073169433775117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/07/aniversariando.html' title='Aniversariando'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SHJyK3D0YSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/yai9Bkm4B60/s72-c/ftd_3701b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-517736816636802976</id><published>2008-06-30T10:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:53:11.609-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inutilidades da vida privada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achados da internet'/><title type='text'>Isn't my baby just soooooooooooooooo sweet???</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://makemebabies.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://makemebabies.com/uploads/babyframe/25/babywb20080630084807jtbjqjfbhim9etbq2v73u8ct07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O nome do baby é Dominique. O do pai, eu não me lembro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Entre e se registre pra dar boas gargalhadas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://makemebabies.com/"&gt;www.makemebabies.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTQ4MzM2OTM5NjgmcHQ9MTIxNDgzMzcxNzg*MyZwPTEzMjgxJmQ9bW1iJTVGd2Vic2l*ZSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-517736816636802976?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/517736816636802976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=517736816636802976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/517736816636802976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/517736816636802976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/isnt-my-baby-just-soooooooooooooooo.html' title='Isn&apos;t my baby just soooooooooooooooo sweet???'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1472728116029115058</id><published>2008-06-26T10:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:53:02.522-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='três tiras'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lanacion.com.ar/anexos/imagen/08/843573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lanacion.com.ar/anexos/imagen/08/843573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SGOe_eIkxYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/IP0HgJ5gdew/s1600-h/843011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1472728116029115058?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1472728116029115058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1472728116029115058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1472728116029115058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1472728116029115058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_26.html' title='=)'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-538655020128268860</id><published>2008-06-24T16:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:18:05.894-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signo do Mês'/><title type='text'>Homenagem ao Signo do mês &gt;Câncer&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SGFWdidzqHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/zQuKl0XmFwM/s1600-h/Cancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SGFWdidzqHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/zQuKl0XmFwM/s320/Cancer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215544908939765874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De 21 de Junho a 20 de Julho&lt;br /&gt;Planeta regente: Lua&lt;br /&gt;Frase: Eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Câncer é um signo de água, sendo a mesma a representante da emotividade...o que define um legítimo canceriano. O elemento água é aquele que amolece a rigidez da terra, controla o ardor do fogo e dá sentimento para a comunicação do ar, sendo assim os nativos deste signo geralmente se saem bem das situações mais embaraçosas e sabem "contornar" e convencer as pessoas com os seus pontos de vistas. Os cancerianos recebem uma influência fortíssima da Lua , também possuindo suas fases que podem variar no decorrer do mesmo dia, não se espante se um canceriano combinar de manhã em jantar com você à noite e logo mais a tarde lhe ligar desmarcando o compromisso pois não se sente mais disposto. São suscetíveis à depressão e necessitam de carinho e atenção demasiadamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como irritar um canceriano:&lt;br /&gt;Critique sua casa;&lt;br /&gt;Diga que a foto da família pendurada na parede é brega e confunda sua vózinha com o Mike Tayson;&lt;br /&gt;Descubra o seu lugar (cantinho) preferido e mude tudo de lugar;&lt;br /&gt;Diga que não se importa como ele se sente sobre determinado assunto;&lt;br /&gt;Ao cumprimentá-lo diga apenas um curto e seco: -oi.&lt;br /&gt;Critique todos os ex's dele; ex-namorado , ex-marido....&lt;br /&gt;Se ele vier lhe dar um abraço deixe os braços bem frouxos e fuja rápido logo depois;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-538655020128268860?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/538655020128268860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=538655020128268860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/538655020128268860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/538655020128268860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/homenagem-ao-signo-do-ms-cncer.html' title='Homenagem ao Signo do mês &gt;Câncer&lt;'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SGFWdidzqHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/zQuKl0XmFwM/s72-c/Cancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-3787766701565595586</id><published>2008-06-18T15:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:34:31.005-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acasos e descasos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achados da internet'/><title type='text'>Imagem do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SFlU_p2HPeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6aJA6i7QRIw/s1600-h/calcinhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SFlU_p2HPeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6aJA6i7QRIw/s320/calcinhas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213291496199372258" 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/7514314168320366309-3787766701565595586?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/3787766701565595586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=3787766701565595586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/3787766701565595586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/3787766701565595586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/imagem-do-dia.html' title='Imagem do dia'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SFlU_p2HPeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6aJA6i7QRIw/s72-c/calcinhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1226166624589231404</id><published>2008-06-16T10:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T10:21:10.945-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='putz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1924428"&gt;&lt;img title="woman" height="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmNMZUZMYUU3M1JHeTQtYnV5ZnphdXcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" 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/7514314168320366309-1226166624589231404?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1226166624589231404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1226166624589231404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1226166624589231404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1226166624589231404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/woman.html' title=''/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-8362032169297542344</id><published>2008-06-12T09:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:48:11.133-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosa'/><title type='text'>Ensaio sobre o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SFEag18TPeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wIIrWXuct50/s1600-h/core.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210975395382509026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SFEag18TPeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wIIrWXuct50/s400/core.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O coração aprendeu o compasso da música. Aquela que se dança a dois, entre abraços e carinhos. Aquela música que é feita pelos suspiros, pelos olhares, pelas palavras não ditas e pelos gestos que dizem tudo. Composta por amantes. Sem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gênero&lt;/span&gt;, sem parênteses, sem ponto final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a sinfonia do perdão, da compreensão, da &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ação&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele som que nasce todo o dia com um jeitinho diferente, que ganha uma cara nova a cada descoberta, que se molda a cada um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é a melodia universal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-8362032169297542344?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/8362032169297542344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=8362032169297542344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8362032169297542344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8362032169297542344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/ensaio-sobre-o-amor.html' title='Ensaio sobre o amor'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SFEag18TPeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/wIIrWXuct50/s72-c/core.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1083264083222089022</id><published>2008-06-10T15:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:48:42.816-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achados da internet'/><title type='text'>Foundations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orACIBjHuI4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orACIBjHuI4&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adoro o clipe, adoro a música, adoro os sapatos dela.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1083264083222089022?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1083264083222089022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1083264083222089022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1083264083222089022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1083264083222089022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/foundations.html' title='Foundations'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1244201025419534951</id><published>2008-06-09T16:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:06:31.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Harry Pottermania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SE2NQRLYBiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QPfZU6Y0M8A/s1600-h/harrypotter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SE2NQRLYBiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QPfZU6Y0M8A/s320/harrypotter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209975654566069794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, 18 anos ( quase dezenove para ser bem sincera) e apaixonada pela história de um menino que aos onze anos descobre ser bruxo e que deve ir para a escola de magia em Hogwarts , além de ser o herói número um no mundo da Magia por ter sobrevivido ao ataque de Lord Voldermort quando bebê!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, mas é verdade...tá certo que minha adoração começou na idade correta (aos meus doze ou treze anos) mas esta foi uma das literaturas que não consegui "abandonar" mesmo com o passar dos anos até mesmo por achar a escritora simplesmente deslumbrante e magnética; A história não é mais uma daquelas baboseragens sobre um mundo de poções de pirlimpimpins...não é mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Fica portanto aqui uma dica dessa Calcinha: os livros de Harry Potter são uma ótima literatura e digo mais, deveriam ser obrigatórios nas escolas!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tá...exagerei um pouquinho...mas fica a dica pelo menos.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1244201025419534951?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1244201025419534951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1244201025419534951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1244201025419534951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1244201025419534951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-sei-18-anos-quase-dezenove-para-ser.html' title='Harry Pottermania'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SE2NQRLYBiI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QPfZU6Y0M8A/s72-c/harrypotter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-6561319177537550472</id><published>2008-06-05T13:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:10:57.804-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achados da internet'/><title type='text'>Minha egüinha pocotó!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEgP1OZ4BJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/efINeqLZb6w/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208430376128087186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEgP1OZ4BJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/efINeqLZb6w/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para você poder sair por aí dando patadas em qualquer um que atravessar seu caminho, sem perder o estilo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-6561319177537550472?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/6561319177537550472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=6561319177537550472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6561319177537550472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6561319177537550472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-eginha-pocot.html' title='Minha egüinha pocotó!'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEgP1OZ4BJI/AAAAAAAAAXo/efINeqLZb6w/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1464171192400167975</id><published>2008-06-04T14:56:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:30:06.002-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signo do Mês'/><title type='text'>Homenagem ao Signo do mês       &gt;Gêmeos&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEbX1QYdijI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WZAhXhT7FKY/s1600-h/Gemeos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEbX1QYdijI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WZAhXhT7FKY/s320/Gemeos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208087329031162418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De 21 de Maio a 20 de Junho.&lt;br /&gt;Planeta regente: Mercúrio&lt;br /&gt;Frase: "Eu penso"&lt;br /&gt;Gêmeos é um signo de Ar que é o elemento da comunicação e de ligação entre as pessoas; sendo o signo que representa a expressão, o contato, as notícias [ cuidado ao revelar segredos para pessoas geminianas portanto].&lt;br /&gt;É um signo duplo, tendo assim vários humores ao decorrer do mesmo dia e é um dos mais determinados do zodíaco quanto aos seus objetivos. Além de ágeis, os geminianos são adaptáveis e alto astral [tipo a amiga perfeita pra curtir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aquela &lt;/span&gt;festa].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como irritar um geminiano:&lt;br /&gt;Aborreça-o com muitas lágrimas e longos monólogos sobre sua vida [melhor ainda se for a sentimental];&lt;br /&gt;Não converse com ele;&lt;br /&gt;Monopolize sua atenção em uma festa para que ele não possa conversar com mais ninguém;&lt;br /&gt;Repita sempre: "De onde você tirou essa idéia??????"&lt;br /&gt;Peça para ele fazer menos movimentos de braços e falar mais baixo em público;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele iniciar um assunto diga: "Ahh, mas isso eu já sabia!" ou então: "Lá vem você de novo..."&lt;br /&gt;Abra a porta do quarto dele e berre: "Vai sair desse telefone ou me enganei??????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Início da série Homenagem ao Signo do Mês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1464171192400167975?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1464171192400167975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1464171192400167975&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1464171192400167975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1464171192400167975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/homenagem-ao-signo-do-ms-gmeos.html' title='Homenagem ao Signo do mês       &gt;Gêmeos&lt;'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEbX1QYdijI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WZAhXhT7FKY/s72-c/Gemeos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-7118244965236364256</id><published>2008-06-03T09:18:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:25:01.024-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEU4_QYdiUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/I-3qBEbb6yI/s1600-h/Coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEU4_QYdiUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/I-3qBEbb6yI/s200/Coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207631203504326978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Particularmente falando, sou uma verdadeira aficcionada (quase viciada mesmo) em café!Quentinho, cremoso. Huuum... no inverno é difícil achar coisa melhor! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Mas este delicioso líquido sempre foi alvo de preconceitos por conter a tal cafeína que as pessoas acreditam ser maléfica à saúde. Pois bem, recentes pesquisas (esse pessoal realmente é muito criativo na hora de escolher sobre o quê pesquisar) mostram que a cafeína representa apenas 2% dos componentes do nosso amigo café, os outros 98% ficam por conta de "componentes ativos" que incluem alguns tipos de gorduras que podem ajudar a controlar o açúcar do sangue (calma mulherada, algumas gorduras podem ser benéficas sim!!!) e também antioxidantes (e adeus às rugas \ô/).&lt;br /&gt;Claro que nem tudo são rosas sem espinhos né...foi comprovado também que ele pode causar a famosa insônia, mas no geral ele se mostrou positivo para a saúde, aumentando a resistência e até a capacidade de raciocínio das pessoas, além de um fato &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;importantíssimo: &lt;/span&gt;por acelerar o metabolismo e incentivar a produção de energia pelo nosso organismo ele pode ser um auxiliador na hora de perder aqueles quilinhos indesejáveis!!!!!!(Tudo o que eu precisava, uma boa notícia nessa manhã chuvosa!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Então amigas canecas a postos, vamos nos deliciar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( Mesmo sendo difícil )  Andressa adverte: consuma café com moderação, qualquer componente em excesso pode fazer  mal à sua saúde  ;)&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/7514314168320366309-7118244965236364256?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/7118244965236364256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=7118244965236364256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/7118244965236364256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/7118244965236364256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/coffee.html' title='Coffee'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SEU4_QYdiUI/AAAAAAAAAWw/I-3qBEbb6yI/s72-c/Coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-8639604475021531972</id><published>2008-06-02T17:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:47:24.339-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu quero'/><title type='text'>Beaglemania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERb-D0zNcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_XgZPem72Ik/s1600-h/beagle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERb-D0zNcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_XgZPem72Ik/s200/beagle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207388190883919298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bunitim" demais!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-8639604475021531972?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/8639604475021531972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=8639604475021531972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8639604475021531972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8639604475021531972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/beaglemania.html' title='Beaglemania'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERb-D0zNcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_XgZPem72Ik/s72-c/beagle2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-5360694429989585651</id><published>2008-06-02T16:49:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:48:21.747-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosa'/><title type='text'>Sentimentos de mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERO3z0zNWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9phdcsrEM6M/s1600-h/crian%C3%A7as02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERO3z0zNWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9phdcsrEM6M/s400/crian%C3%A7as02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207373789858575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Com certeza nos lembaremos desses momentos, doces e singelos; calmos e fraternos; puros e eternos;&lt;br /&gt;Nossas mentes, nossas almas não deixarão que eles se percam no passar do tempo, no pulsar de nossos corações em sentidos opostos.&lt;br /&gt;Sem sentido...&lt;br /&gt;A pureza do momento que se eternizou é bela, é única, é verdade. É o rumo, o chão, onde o caminho começou a ser traçado.&lt;br /&gt;Você fez parte disto, nós &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somos &lt;/span&gt;a história.&lt;br /&gt;O que passou e não volta mais; mas existiu e marcou como ferro quente.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje só posso ser eu porque um dia você me mostrou a imagem de meu ser refletida em teus olhos, gravada em sua aura.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sou eu porque um dia fui você, amei você.&lt;br /&gt;Com a pureza da criança, com sentimentos de mulher.&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/7514314168320366309-5360694429989585651?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/5360694429989585651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=5360694429989585651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5360694429989585651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5360694429989585651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/sentimentos-de-mulher.html' title='Sentimentos de mulher'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SERO3z0zNWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9phdcsrEM6M/s72-c/crian%C3%A7as02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-2137960156464110240</id><published>2008-06-02T14:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:54:43.925-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu quero'/><title type='text'>Bolinhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEQzu9lF0tI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D4zV8yFeSKU/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207343951044268754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEQzu9lF0tI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D4zV8yFeSKU/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flor-da-Pele, R$85,00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-2137960156464110240?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/2137960156464110240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=2137960156464110240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/2137960156464110240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/2137960156464110240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/06/bolinhas.html' title='Bolinhas...'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SEQzu9lF0tI/AAAAAAAAAWo/D4zV8yFeSKU/s72-c/DSC00713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-5374566263966857891</id><published>2008-05-30T08:52:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:01:34.100-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='putz'/><title type='text'>Soma</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_q6nlihTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/tVgaOQbullA/s1600-h/He-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206137987043329330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_q6nlihTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/tVgaOQbullA/s200/He-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;              +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_rnnlihUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/pzUKSxNdG8I/s1600-h/penico%25203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206138760137442626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_rnnlihUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/pzUKSxNdG8I/s200/penico%25203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                 =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_sAXlihWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/5oTt-f48Nmc/s1600-h/bianca.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206139185339204962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_sAXlihWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/5oTt-f48Nmc/s320/bianca.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-5374566263966857891?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/5374566263966857891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=5374566263966857891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5374566263966857891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5374566263966857891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/soma.html' title='Soma'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD_q6nlihTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/tVgaOQbullA/s72-c/He-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-5771327463592471788</id><published>2008-05-28T15:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:50:19.698-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Tédio</title><content type='html'>Não. Nada de consolos aqui. O que você tem que fazer é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Colocar a roupa mais linda que você tem no seu roupeiro (&lt;em&gt;exclui-se longos e roupas para a noite&lt;/em&gt;), passar uma maquiagem bem bacana e fazer um penteado &lt;em&gt;lin-do&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Arrumar um bom dinheiro. Pode ser cartão de crédito, cheque... &lt;em&gt;Se vira, Berenice&lt;/em&gt;! O importante é você ter em mãos grana.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, uma dica: evite roubar, matar ou chantagear pra isso. Sei que tédio é um assunto sério, mas não queremos entrar em (muitas) confusões, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Chame uma outra mulher. Dê preferência a alguém que tenha mais ou menos a sua idade - pode ser amiga, prima, irmã...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Vá para o centro da cidade, encontre a loja mais legal, mais fresca , mais cara e que tenha um atendente gay. Se ele for bonitinho, bônus pra você;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Procure muita roupa. Muita coisa mesmo; um look completo. Experimente tudo, saia do provador e desfile próximo aos provadores (&lt;em&gt;só não tire fotos; é brega&lt;/em&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Peça ajuda ao atendente. Deixe que ele elogie seu estilo, seu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Visto que o atendente é gay, pode não haver elogios espontâneos. Entre em ação e faça perguntas onde a resposta só poderá ser: &lt;em&gt;você está linda&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Depois, escolha a peça de roupa mais barata e diga para o atendente que você não se sentiu bem com as roupas, mas que vai levar esta pecinha porque ele foi muito atencioso com você;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Pague, mas antes de sair, despeça-se do vendedor com um abraço bem apertado. Aproveite pra cheirar o perfume dele e o shampoo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Saia de lá balançando a sacolinha e sorria. Faça sua amiga sorrir junto, pra não parecer que as duas saíram de um velório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;::Por dentro da psicologia::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você aumenta sua auto-estima ao se preocupar com você mesma; sente poder ao ter dinheiro em suas mãos, ao entrar na loja chique; você se sente admirada quando recebe as atenções e caminha pela loja com as roupas que experimentou; você se sente vingada por ser um homem quem lhe atende (mesmo sendo um &lt;em&gt;homo&lt;/em&gt;...); não há preocupação em arrumar as roupas depois; seu ego infla por achar que está ajudando o vendedor quando leva a peça de roupa; você se sente amada quando recebe (&lt;em&gt;rouba&lt;/em&gt;) um abraço e de quebra ainda tem a dica de que shampoo deve procurar pra ficar com o cabelo cheirosinho daquele jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A amiga.&lt;/em&gt; Bem, provavelmente você terá que se desculpar um milhão de vezes por ela fazer papel de figurante. Seus bolsos ficarão mais vazios. Provavelmente a peça de roupa ficará mofando no seu quarto porque você nunca a usará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Observações&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamais peça uma roupa em tamanho menor. Isso pode colocar tudo por água abaixo. Não escolha o atendente que &lt;em&gt;não&lt;/em&gt; tem pinta de gay; eles são uma faca de dois gumes. E, por último: escolha uma loja que você jamais entrará novamente, porque, provavelmente os vendedores lhe evitarão pelo resto da vida deles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-5771327463592471788?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/5771327463592471788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=5771327463592471788&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5771327463592471788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5771327463592471788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/tdio.html' title='Tédio'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-8850165763116975479</id><published>2008-05-28T08:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:14:13.283-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nestas páginas'/><title type='text'>A roubadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD1K4nlihQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qW7eqAinYLI/s1600-h/a%2Bmenina%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205399080869725442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD1K4nlihQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qW7eqAinYLI/s320/a%2Bmenina%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma menina. Uma narradora inusitada. Uma guerra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parece simplista demais, mas é assim que eu consigo traçar algumas linhas quando se trata de um livro que consegui na Feira do Livro do ano passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A menina que roubava livros&lt;/em&gt; se tornou um dos meus maiores tesouros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O livro em si traz a perspectiva de um outro olhar para a Segunda Guerra Mundial; o olhar da Morte sobre Liesel Meminger. Mas não é apenas isso que torna a história fantástica: o que mais me encantou, sem dúvida, foi a forma &lt;em&gt;humana&lt;/em&gt; como os sentimentos se abateram sobre todos os fatos. Dói quando a narradora apresenta certos detalhes, você sorri quando centelhas de esperança passam através do olhar da menina. Você até se apega aos outros personagens e suas características tão reais. É poético.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afora a narrativa, a estrutura é invejável. Os pequenos comentários colocados no meio do texto, as pequenas explicações, os desenhos. Tudo ajuda a tornar a roubadora de livros uma pessoa papável, até.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu chorei. Não só no final, mas em cada pedacinho de vida que se apresentava para a menina, em cada perda ou descoberta que ela tinha. Emocionou-me pela simplicidade com que assuntos como amor, ódio, promessas, morte, entre outros, foram abordados. Sem o menos compromisso de passar alguma moral, o livro consegue inserir em que lê questões profundas, mas não D&lt;em&gt;e onde viemos?&lt;/em&gt;, e sim &lt;em&gt;O que devemos fazer com aquilo que nos é dado?.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Venha comigo, quero lhe contar uma história. Vou lhe mostrar uma coisa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_______&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;:: Ficha técnica::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A menina que roubava livros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de&lt;em&gt; Markus Zusak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Editora Intrinseca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edição em português: 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-8850165763116975479?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/8850165763116975479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=8850165763116975479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8850165763116975479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/8850165763116975479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/roubadora.html' title='A roubadora'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SD1K4nlihQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/qW7eqAinYLI/s72-c/a%2Bmenina%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-6849132703268016962</id><published>2008-05-27T10:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:26:24.215-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu quero'/><title type='text'>Made of Brick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDwIxXlihPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/n5hQBcwvtrc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205044913571529970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDwIxXlihPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/n5hQBcwvtrc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é ótimo cantar&lt;em&gt; I just want your kiss boy&lt;/em&gt; junto com aquele sotaque britânico carregado.&lt;br /&gt;Não estou traindo o movimento, &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt;. Mas pop de vez em quando é bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musica.busca.uol.com.br/radio/index.php?param1=homebusca&amp;amp;check=artista&amp;amp;busca=kate%20nash"&gt;Pra escutar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-6849132703268016962?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/6849132703268016962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=6849132703268016962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6849132703268016962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6849132703268016962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/made-of-brick.html' title='Made of Brick'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDwIxXlihPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/n5hQBcwvtrc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-4768012614465757038</id><published>2008-05-21T15:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:29:14.495-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achados da internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='putz'/><title type='text'>De calcinha???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDRpvG--UmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mbGRo9cWpUg/s1600-h/homem+lingerie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDRpvG--UmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mbGRo9cWpUg/s400/homem+lingerie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202899727569277538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDRpoG--UlI/AAAAAAAAARI/9jtKmHoFBHU/s1600-h/homem+de+calcinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDRpoG--UlI/AAAAAAAAARI/9jtKmHoFBHU/s400/homem+de+calcinha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202899607310193234" 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;Pasmei!!!!!!! Sim....estou pasma!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eu que sempre me achei uma pessoa de mente aberta, "prafrentex" do meu tempo...hoje fiquei de boca aberta ao encontrar estas fotos junto a um artigo de que cada vez mais os homens têm se sentido a vontade em usar "calcinhas"; isso mesmo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;E ainda há comentários de alguns dizendo preferir as peças no estilo fio dental.   O.o&lt;br /&gt;Realmente...pode ser caretice mas acredito que vou preferir o meu homem de cuecas mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-4768012614465757038?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/4768012614465757038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=4768012614465757038&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/4768012614465757038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/4768012614465757038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/pasmei-sim.html' title='De calcinha???'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDRpvG--UmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mbGRo9cWpUg/s72-c/homem+lingerie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-1110357997113055523</id><published>2008-05-21T10:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:45:31.394-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='três tiras'/><title type='text'>Cyanide &amp; Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDQnRGE9dUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/t-bt4frpQns/s1600-h/anorsexyajg6.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDQnDmE9dTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/moSbzm6MzIA/s1600-h/comicnascar1dt2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202826412234208562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDQnDmE9dTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/moSbzm6MzIA/s320/comicnascar1dt2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humor duvidoso + Bonequinhos feinhos = &lt;a href="http://cyanidehappinesstraduzidos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Todos os direitos reservados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1110357997113055523?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1110357997113055523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=1110357997113055523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1110357997113055523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/1110357997113055523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/cyanide-happiness.html' title='Cyanide &amp; Happiness'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDQnDmE9dTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/moSbzm6MzIA/s72-c/comicnascar1dt2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-2211878721949865159</id><published>2008-05-20T13:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:52:36.307-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acasos e descasos'/><title type='text'>Redundante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDL_JWE9dSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JsAI7sZwdfo/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202501055576634658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDL_JWE9dSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JsAI7sZwdfo/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O caso contado de trás para frente, de frente para trás, em códigos, por diferentes pontos de vistas.&lt;br /&gt;O mesmo caso recontado com conotações diferentes: de amante, de amiga, de psicóloga, de filha da vizinha, de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fulana&lt;/span&gt;. As mesmas palavras afirmando o que cada uma delas já sabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma tremenda redundância.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas elas voltavam a se encontrar só pra falar daquele mesmo caso, como se tudo girasse em torno daquele fato há tanto tempo esquecido por outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Só pelo prazer de ter certeza de jogar na cara de quem quisesse que ela sempre tivera razão quando o assunto era &lt;em&gt;aquele&lt;/em&gt; homem. Pelo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frenesi&lt;/span&gt; de ter aquela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;platéia&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;a mesma de anos e anos &lt;/em&gt;- concordando que ela sim tinha algum conhecimento sobre o sexo oposto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagem do ilustrador francês &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Arthur&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-2211878721949865159?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/2211878721949865159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=2211878721949865159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/2211878721949865159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/2211878721949865159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/redundante.html' title='Redundante'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SDL_JWE9dSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JsAI7sZwdfo/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-6131982868327168278</id><published>2008-05-19T17:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:06:15.463-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu quero'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDHdJG--UgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Zc7nc_L0zYM/s1600-h/oculos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SDHdJG--UgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Zc7nc_L0zYM/s400/oculos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202182193152938498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desculpa, mas este óculos é simplesmente M-A-R-A-V-I-L-H-O-S-O !!!! É participante da linha da Dolce Gabbana..........ai, como eu quero!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-6131982868327168278?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/6131982868327168278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=6131982868327168278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6131982868327168278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6131982868327168278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/lonely.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeune Fille Vert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Tamara De Lempicka&lt;br /&gt;Sim, combina comigo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-7305296344460147586?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;Landscape With Butterflies&lt;br /&gt;By Salvador Dali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E eu torcendo pra ser a &lt;em&gt;La Gioconda&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Clica &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; se também não tem nada pra fazer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-1072979606088029403?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/1072979606088029403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v115/souaflavia/ana_flavia_tiara2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v115/souaflavia/ana_flavia_tiara2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-7692686855885727863?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/7692686855885727863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=7692686855885727863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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três tiras ::</title><content type='html'>Ultimamente tenho lido muitas coisas diferentes: me aventurei pelo fandoom de algumas séries de livros, tentei não pirar lendo &lt;em&gt;Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt;, tentei abstrair algumas idéias lendo &lt;em&gt;Kandinsky&lt;/em&gt;, ri muito com as tiras do &lt;em&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas sem dúvida, uma das coisas que mais me vanglorio de ler são as tirinhas encontradas no blog &lt;a href="http://www.autoliniers.blogspot.com/"&gt;AutoLiniers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São fofíssimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só pra dar água na boca:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200228588380320722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SCrsWWE9c9I/AAAAAAAAASA/HfDSW6l3UbI/s320/784041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200228781653849058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SCrshmE9c-I/AAAAAAAAASI/vVlACn4bDL4/s320/793883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200229086596527090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rTVMxfleSaw/SCrszWE9c_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/MWO2VjTwKsI/s320/787086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7514314168320366309-5308659438211695772?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCRfwAiegvI/AAAAAAAAANg/kiQDYwro1fk/s400/desenho+dessa+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198385148275360498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, como dizem por aí...o que vale é a intenção, não é mesmo????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-5767522025204412874?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/5767522025204412874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=5767522025204412874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5767522025204412874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5767522025204412874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/contribuio-duvidosa-ao-blog.html' title='Contribuição (duvidosa) ao blog'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCRfwAiegvI/AAAAAAAAANg/kiQDYwro1fk/s72-c/desenho+dessa+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-6835385711258504679</id><published>2008-05-08T09:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:13:15.994-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musas'/><title type='text'>Essa é da turma do Calcinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCMEB-clBiI/AAAAAAAAANI/8YLT8Moiiyo/s1600-h/betty_boop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCMEB-clBiI/AAAAAAAAANI/8YLT8Moiiyo/s400/betty_boop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198002826904929826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje escrevo sobre um ícone feminino chamado Betty Bopp! Essa moçinha simpática, com cara de coitadinha e - sem sombra de dúvidas - encantadora que todos conhecem. Mas você sabe como ela começou a "carreira"?&lt;br /&gt;Ela já completou 77 anos, isso mesmo...nem parece né, acredito que ela tenha recorrido ao botox e essas modernidades todas inventadas por pessoas que não querem que as experiências vividas pela humanidade fiquem marcadas também em seus cansados rostos e corpos, para conseguir tal feito; Bom o fato é que Betty ao longo deste tempo conquistou milhares de fãs...mas o que pouca gente sabe é que a ninfetinha apareceu em 1930 não como a sensual dançarina de cabaré que conhecemos, mas sim como uma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cadela! &lt;/span&gt;Calma, calma é no sentido físico da palavra mesmo, ela possuía quatro patas, e fez uma participação no desenho animado "Dizzy Dishes"; Mas acabou chamando a atenção (não adianta tem gente que "nasce" para o estrelato mesmo) reaparecendo portanto três anos depois já com formas (e que formas!!!) humanas.&lt;br /&gt;Com jeito provocante, olhar inocente e pernas sempre de fora enfeitadas com uma sensual cinta liga, retratava as divas daquela época..mas como elas foi brutalmente censurada. Em 1934 o Novo Código de Produção impediu que ela continuasse a exibir seus decotes e roupas insinuantes que contrastavam com toda a moral dos bonecos felizes, fofos e cantantes da Disney (é...desde aquela época o ser humano já possuía hipocrisia). Mas...os produtores também apresentavam outra faceta do comportamento humano, a teimosia; Não se deram por vencidos, vestiram a doce representante feminina com roupas até o pescoço, mas não deixando de fora os contornos de seu exuberante corpo que aparecia agora coberto sim, mas por malhas super colantes (hehehe, acho que eu me daria muito bem com esses caras, adorei a atitude!!) e para completar o novo momento, Betty ganhou até um namorado: Fearless Fred, que a acompanhava em situações mais comportadas.&lt;br /&gt;É..mas a vida não é fácil e a moral e os bons costumes do Comitê Moralizador ganhou a batalha em 1939, quando a revolucionária foi proibida de aparecer nas telas com ou sem roupas cobrindo suas formas. Esta decisão perdurou até 1988 quando a bela fez uma "ponta" no filme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uma cilada para Roger Rabitt  &lt;/span&gt;sensualíssima como sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Desde então ela aparece vez ou outra nos quadrinhos, mas nunca deixou de povoar a mente das pessoas, sendo símbolo das mulheres femininas sim mas decididas e provocantes, aquelas que lutam contra a repressão e conquistam cada vez mais o "seu lugar".&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a homenagem do Calcinha para a mulher símbolo da sensualidade e garra feminina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-6835385711258504679?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/6835385711258504679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=6835385711258504679&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6835385711258504679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/6835385711258504679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoje-escrevo-sobre-um-cone-feminino.html' title='Essa é da turma do Calcinha'/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCMEB-clBiI/AAAAAAAAANI/8YLT8Moiiyo/s72-c/betty_boop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-5385684954113480879</id><published>2008-05-07T16:11:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:50:07.082-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCH_E-clBhI/AAAAAAAAANA/Dv8CGHmW8AA/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCH_E-clBhI/AAAAAAAAANA/Dv8CGHmW8AA/s400/rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197715905909687826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Te trago uma rosa, ó Rainha!&lt;br /&gt;Soberana, deusa....Mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Ao vê-la não pude deixar de trazer-te, tamanha semelhança a você; Com suas pétalas lindas,perfumadas e delicadas e seus espinhos prontos para ferir as mãos oportunistas.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso jeito e sensibilidade para colher uma rosa; Para conquistar uma Mulher também.&lt;br /&gt;Não enrijeça seu coração nem feche seus olhos para esta verdade. Não são gestos de carinho que tiram de um homem uma [possível] autoridade, abra sua mente.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher  segue teu caminho, aquele que manda teu coração, nos coroe com tua presença e com tua força mascarada em doces frases escritas e impressas em teu destino no dia a dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-5385684954113480879?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/5385684954113480879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=5385684954113480879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5385684954113480879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/5385684954113480879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/te-trago-uma-rosa-rainha-soberana-deusa.html' title=''/><author><name>*.* Dessa *.*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02674327735994523052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/Snx0GGCOOqI/AAAAAAAAA6s/YzegOwu2YZE/S220/eu+02.08.2009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHxdfmmB1AQ/SCH_E-clBhI/AAAAAAAAANA/Dv8CGHmW8AA/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7514314168320366309.post-9137519493312784591</id><published>2008-05-07T14:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:44:23.268-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inutilidades da vida privada'/><title type='text'>Cantiga de embalar</title><content type='html'>A capa da revista tinha uma mulher toda bonita, maravilhosa e... &lt;em&gt;photoshopada&lt;/em&gt;. E lá vem as edições de imagem, regras de etiqueta, Cláudia e Novas da vida. E lá vem as mulheres em seus saltos altos, com suas pernas depiladas. E a rotina que parece cada vez mais emaranhada nos nossos cérebros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cérebros, estes, que precisaram se mostrar capazes de competir com os homens. Por espaço, por idéias. Por uma chance de viver. E quem é o sexo frágil, agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dor do parto é horrível, dizem. Mas a felicidade de carregar um filho no ventre vence tudo. Inclusive leis e tabus. Porque se o corpo é nosso, o direito de escolher se quer ou não uma gravidez também é. Ou não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direito a vida... Lutamos por isso assim como lutamos pelo direito de ser felizes. Com ou sem maquiagem. Casadas, solteiras, divorciadas, viúvas, enroladas. Seguras de si. &lt;em&gt;Femme fatale&lt;/em&gt;. Ou sei lá, simplesmente mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos um dia pra comemorar o fato de nascermos com uma vagina (!), enquanto sentamos na frente da televisão e pensamos num monte de coisas sem sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem sentido. Com sentido. Sentimento. Não é só culpa dos hormônios se largamos litros de lágrimas. Somos sensíveis. Inegavelmente. Seja mulherzinha, mulherão, mulher. Independente de credo, etnia ou crença. Coisas de mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos de ode, não pelo fato de sermos mulheres, mas por conseguirmos ser flexíveis o bastante para nos adaptarmos a quase tudo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7514314168320366309-9137519493312784591?l=calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/feeds/9137519493312784591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7514314168320366309&amp;postID=9137519493312784591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/9137519493312784591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7514314168320366309/posts/default/9137519493312784591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calcinhalistrada.blogspot.com/2008/05/cantiga-de-embalar.html' title='Cantiga de embalar'/><author><name>. samanta vanz .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02115049359920336635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://images.samlandia.multiply.com/image/3/photos/1/500x500/3/sampequena.jpg?et=67LySui6OzeYFK%2BX88VS5A'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
