<?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-6138394</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:13:51.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E Então?</title><subtitle type='html'>A vida, é para ser vivida! Mas se não for, é mais segura...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-4530456864641309714</id><published>2010-05-07T11:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:38:19.971+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Irmão...</title><summary type='text'>...nunca mais é Domingo!Saudades e Abraços,Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/4530456864641309714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/4530456864641309714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#4530456864641309714' title='Meu Irmão...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-6606131874699172651</id><published>2008-03-27T12:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:46:01.757Z</updated><title type='text'>Volta ao Mundo</title><summary type='text'>Meu Irmão,andam por aí os amigos à(s) volta(s) pelo Mundo, fazendo questão de partilhar connosco as suas histórias.Atento!Abraço,Dr. Irmão</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/6606131874699172651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/6606131874699172651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6606131874699172651' title='Volta ao Mundo'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-1491154426496939719</id><published>2007-12-19T12:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:00:38.939Z</updated><title type='text'>Carta das Boas Festas</title><summary type='text'>Meu Irmão,por aqui, cá se vai andando com a cabeça entre as orelhas (como canta aquele Senhor que acompanha, certamente, alguns dos teus ideais políticos). Uns bem, outros menos bem, lá nos vamos habituando à tua nova morada, embora eu, num registo ao nível do particular, não possa deixar de criticar, não só a altura, como a distância.A Sis mudou-se para uma empresa do sector do capitalismo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/1491154426496939719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/1491154426496939719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1491154426496939719' title='Carta das Boas Festas'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-1563181440116643115</id><published>2007-05-16T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:27:32.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu, que viveste de acordo com as palavras do poeta</title><summary type='text'> Por aqui ficamos: eternamente!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/1563181440116643115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/1563181440116643115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1563181440116643115' title='Tu, que viveste de acordo com as palavras do poeta'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1s5sjzzZaas/RksGeW6DoXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6OYVNpHdJmg/s72-c/Img223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-116490294928465067</id><published>2006-11-30T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:09:10.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Meu Irmão,</title><summary type='text'>...porque ainda não encontrei as palavras, recorro às tuas:"Vemo-nos por aí, num qualquer sítio que consideremos, em qualquer altura, ser esse o topo do nosso já vasto Mundo. Abraço"Abraço,César</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/116490294928465067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/116490294928465067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116490294928465067' title='Meu Irmão,'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-116012925163210192</id><published>2006-10-06T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:07:31.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do plágio</title><summary type='text'>NB: O comunicado que se segue foi retirado do blog Caderno de Corda:   "COMUNICADO Aquilo que escolhemos, enquanto bloggers, partilhar com o mundo, poderá sempre ser usado por terceiros, interessados nessas ideias. Mas é errada a não atribuição ao autor ou, pior, a tentativa dissimulada de fazer com que as ideias pareçam decorrer do pensamento de quem meramente as transcreve.A citação e o plágio </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/116012925163210192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/116012925163210192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116012925163210192' title='Do plágio'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-115832168446728289</id><published>2006-09-15T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:01:24.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose Blog</title><summary type='text'>De acordo com “sitemeter”, no passado dia 11 de Setembro verificaram-se 11 “page views” no “E Então?”!Cheira-me a conspiração...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/115832168446728289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/115832168446728289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115832168446728289' title='Loose Blog'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114478031828306123</id><published>2006-04-11T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:31:58.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Futebol: A Paixão!</title><summary type='text'>Os adeptos do Vitória Sport Clube (Guimarães, para as menos familiarizadas), que no jogo contra o Sport Lisboa e Benfica (o Glorioso) fizeram um comboio humano de mais de 3 km, em apoio à sua equipa (e só neste jogo, curioso...), agora - hoje - receberam os seus jogadores com insultos e outras coisas que tal...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114478031828306123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114478031828306123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114478031828306123' title='Futebol: A Paixão!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114477729105783314</id><published>2006-04-11T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:41:31.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por razões que...</title><summary type='text'>...a razão não desconhece (não, não foi por causa do jogo do Glorioso, o qual, refira-se, obrigou ao adiamento do Concerto das 21h para as 22h), não pude ir ao Coliseu ver os Sisters of Mercy. Assim, o concerto ficou resumido a uma chamada da minha irmã, durante a qual vislumbrei uma leve sugestão de "Temple of Love", e uma sms do David: "Não perdeste grande coisa"...Recomposto da não-experiência</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114477729105783314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114477729105783314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114477729105783314' title='Por razões que...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114381358908711788</id><published>2006-03-31T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T14:59:49.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sublime!</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, na Aula Magna, depois de um concerto magistral, retive o seguinte pensamento:- O John Butler (Trio) entrou no comboio da genialidade, depois do Jeff Buckley ter saído.Ontem, repito, fez-se Música na Aula Magna!Beijos e Abraços,Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114381358908711788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114381358908711788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114381358908711788' title='Sublime!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114286618592130554</id><published>2006-03-20T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:49:45.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Justiça por linhas tortas...muito tortas!</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, o Benfica quebrou com mais de 270 minutos de marasmo futebolístico, arrancando uma vitória inteiramente merecida frente ao Rio Ave, que peca pelos erros da arbitragem e por não ter sido uma goleada das antigas.Inteiramente merecida, porque o Benfica jogou para ganhar, mas não isenta de erros na arbitragem:- o golo anulado (que não foi anulado, uma vez que, tecnicamente, o fiscal-de-linha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114286618592130554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114286618592130554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114286618592130554' title='Justiça por linhas tortas...muito tortas!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114252261406815244</id><published>2006-03-16T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:23:34.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Da incompetência</title><summary type='text'>Em post anterior, não me recorda quando, disse, grosso modo, que o problema da arbitragem em Portugal estava, em primeiro lugar, na manifesta incomptência dos senhores do apito. Ontem, via televisão, podemos assistir a mais uma pobre demonstração das qualidades de um dos nossos árbitros: Jorge Sousa. Pois bem, para verem que eu não sou o único a falar da incompetência, atentem bem nas palavras do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114252261406815244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114252261406815244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114252261406815244' title='Da incompetência'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-114140853668209687</id><published>2006-03-03T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T17:55:36.733Z</updated><title type='text'>E então?</title><summary type='text'>Então...nada.Ando à procura de tempo para reanimar esta página. A falta de tempo, uma das mais modernas doenças sociais (como diz o Marco, um bom amigo), parece querer ficar e eu... eu vou deixando andar.Não queria, no entanto, deixar de fazer quatro pequenas sugestões:1.ª Hoje, Pavilhão Atlântico, "Pink Floyd";2.ª Aí à porta, 13 de Março, o Jack Johnson - eu sei que era melhor se fosse o Donovan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114140853668209687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/114140853668209687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114140853668209687' title='E então?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113778403533309987</id><published>2006-01-20T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T19:07:15.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Por seu turno,...</title><summary type='text'>...o Presidente do clube do Freixo, acusa um seu irmão de se ter reunido com um "influente ex-assistente" do futebol português.O Presidente lá saberá se ele é influente...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113778403533309987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113778403533309987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113778403533309987' title='Por seu turno,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113775133746411697</id><published>2006-01-20T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:02:17.473Z</updated><title type='text'>O treinador do clube do Freixo...</title><summary type='text'>...diz que não entende a decisão federativa.Se calhar, não era mau pensado traduzirem o raio da decisão...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113775133746411697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113775133746411697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113775133746411697' title='O treinador do clube do Freixo...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113680634631329583</id><published>2006-01-09T11:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:32:27.580Z</updated><title type='text'>Regresso às origens.</title><summary type='text'>Depois de um prolongado atalho gímnico, vamos tentar regressar às origens.Entretanto, não percam o Jeff Buckley "Live a l' Olympia", DJ Shadow e a sua "Endtroducing", sempre acompanhados por uns pózinhos de Led Zepellin ao som de "Since I've Been Loving You".Advirtam-se,Beijos e Abraços,Kaiser.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113680634631329583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113680634631329583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113680634631329583' title='Regresso às origens.'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113507553204796693</id><published>2005-12-20T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:45:32.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><summary type='text'>É desta que o Beto vai para o Real Madrid!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113507553204796693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113507553204796693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113507553204796693' title='Será?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113464776639944203</id><published>2005-12-15T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T11:56:06.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Não fosse a Constituição...</title><summary type='text'>...e eu até sugeria que a Direcção do Glorioso solicitasse o adiamento do jogo com o Vitória.Acontece, porém, que uma tal solicitação iria colidir com o direito à greve dos jogadores do Vitória, constitucionalmente consagrado, ao que se seguiriam as acusações de "fascismo" e afins.Enfim, um verdadeiro dilema.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113464776639944203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113464776639944203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113464776639944203' title='Não fosse a Constituição...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113415143764999222</id><published>2005-12-09T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-09T18:05:02.576Z</updated><title type='text'>A simplicidade dos números 2 e 1:</title><summary type='text'>2-1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113415143764999222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113415143764999222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113415143764999222' title='A simplicidade dos números 2 e 1:'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113245373609686089</id><published>2005-11-20T02:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:28:56.106Z</updated><title type='text'>Imperdoável!</title><summary type='text'>Hoje, a partir das 17h00m, assisti a um dos maiores espectáculos de incompetência do mundo:1- Geovanni, a titular (ainda);2- Beto, a titular (outra vez);3- Simão, a titular (porquê?);4- Quim, a titular (tem mesmo de ser...);5- Penaltie, de quem????;6- Fora-de-jogo (escandaloso!!!!);7- 7m e 40 s de descontos (por que carga de água?).Os sete pontos juntos formam um nome: João Ferreira. É de Setúbal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113245373609686089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113245373609686089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113245373609686089' title='Imperdoável!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113201244398199550</id><published>2005-11-14T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-14T23:54:03.993Z</updated><title type='text'>Nasceu um novo espaço...</title><summary type='text'>...dedicado aos ritmos da ginástica. Passem por lá.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113201244398199550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113201244398199550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113201244398199550' title='Nasceu um novo espaço...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113140476020030192</id><published>2005-11-07T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:06:00.243Z</updated><title type='text'>Então e o sistema?</title><summary type='text'>Mesmo com juízes do Sport Algés e Dafundo, as ginastas do CRP lograram ficar em primeiro, oh demónios!E sabem porquê? Se calhar é porque foram as melhores!Parabéns a todas as ginastas que encheram o praticável de alegria!Beijos e Abraços,Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113140476020030192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113140476020030192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113140476020030192' title='Então e o sistema?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-113092699442271272</id><published>2005-11-02T10:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:23:14.433Z</updated><title type='text'>More Human Than Human</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, durante o meu zapping nocturno, na pausa de um sudoku e a páginas 100 d' A Conspiração, voltei a tropeçar no programa da tropa: a 1.ª Companhia!Num dia normal, tal facto não seria suficiente para motivar um post, mas ontem não foi um dia normal. Ontem fez-se humor na 1.ª Companhia. E do bom!Pois bem, enquanto se recriava um cenário de interrogatório de prisioneiros de guerra, ao bom estilo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113092699442271272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/113092699442271272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113092699442271272' title='More Human Than Human'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112956373763324551</id><published>2005-10-17T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:42:17.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dúvidas restassem...</title><summary type='text'>...da coligação Isaltino, um dos Corruptos Formalizados,  e PS, no Concelho de Oeiras, atentem vem no seguinte:1 - Nos cartazes do Isaltino podia ler-se, qualquer coisa do género, "no dia 9 de Outubro começa o futuro";2 - Por seu turno, nos cartazes do PS podia ler-se "Vote no Futuro!".E o futuro aí está!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112956373763324551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112956373763324551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112956373763324551' title='Dúvidas restassem...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112949368540352757</id><published>2005-10-16T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:16:20.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um zero à esquerda:</title><summary type='text'>0-2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112949368540352757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112949368540352757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112949368540352757' title='Um zero à esquerda:'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112903014929922828</id><published>2005-10-11T12:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:29:09.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já falaste com o teu Banco?</title><summary type='text'>A Fátima Felgueiras, depois de umas folgadas férias em terras de Vera Cruz, viu a sua carteira ficar demasiado leve e vai daí pediu um novo empréstimo aos seus munícipes, o qual foi prontamente concedido! Com direito a festa e tudo... Vou falar com o Banco dela!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112903014929922828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112903014929922828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112903014929922828' title='Já falaste com o teu Banco?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112868152965537209</id><published>2005-10-07T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T11:38:49.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GUAPA!!!</title><summary type='text'>Uma última palavra para a Almudena Cid, a atleta mais velha em competição - 25 anos -, que, não obstante o factor idade, ainda apareceu em uma das finais de aparelhos, rivalizando de igual para igual com as restantes "meninas" que por lá andavam (meninas que, de acordo com as estatísticas oficiais do Campeonato, chegavam a pesar 34 Kg).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112868152965537209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112868152965537209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112868152965537209' title='GUAPA!!!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112867533801506617</id><published>2005-10-07T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:00:40.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Muita picaaaaaaaa!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Os meus parabéns às ginastas portuguesas que andaram a saltitar pelos praticáveis de BAKU.Em especial para a Inês Gomes que se cotou como a melhor ginasta portuguesa nestes Campeonatos do Mundo.Resta dizer que soube a pouco, a muito pouco...Beijos e Abraços,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112867533801506617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112867533801506617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112867533801506617' title='Muita picaaaaaaaa!!!!!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112833663025859453</id><published>2005-10-03T11:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:50:30.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para que as nossas ginastas...</title><summary type='text'>...partam a loiça toda nos Campeonatos, deixem aqui a vossa mensagem:MUITA PICA!!!Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112833663025859453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112833663025859453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112833663025859453' title='Para que as nossas ginastas...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112781622496861483</id><published>2005-09-27T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:17:04.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando tiverem 10 minutos,...</title><summary type='text'>...passem:por aqui!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112781622496861483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112781622496861483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112781622496861483' title='Quando tiverem 10 minutos,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112715436938990184</id><published>2005-09-19T19:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T19:26:09.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Regressei do Sul...</title><summary type='text'>...mesmo a tempo de me sentar na minha cadeira (acho que ao fim de um ano posso dizer que é minha!) e ver o Glorioso marcar quatro sem resposta a uma sombria Leiria.Mas vi mais. Vi o Glorioso jogar no sistema que desenvolveu durante 3 anos e que uma teimosia holandesa insistia (ou insiste, vamos ver) em não aplicar.Com efeito, o Treinador do Glorioso decidiu ouvir as vozes dos treinadores de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112715436938990184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112715436938990184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112715436938990184' title='Regressei do Sul...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112689416180551724</id><published>2005-09-16T19:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:09:21.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alterações de última hora.</title><summary type='text'>Leiam o comunicado da Liga Portuguesa do Futebol Profissional, e reparem nos 10 primeiros pontos escritos, certamente, por um advogado e nos últimos 2, escritos, digo eu, pelo próprio Major Valentim Loureiro.Estilos e rastilhos...Bom fim-de-semana, estarei mais a Sul e ao Sol.Beijos e Abraços,K.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112689416180551724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112689416180551724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112689416180551724' title='Alterações de última hora.'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112611778141829812</id><published>2005-09-07T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:29:41.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A não perder!</title><summary type='text'>O confronto de hoje Agassi vs. Blake (USOpen), na Eurosport, pela madrugada dentro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112611778141829812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112611778141829812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112611778141829812' title='A não perder!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112560485796351551</id><published>2005-09-01T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:00:58.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusio actual...</title><summary type='text'>Quando criei este blog, no longínquo Novembro de 2003, estava longe de pensar que este dia, melhor dizendo, estes últimos dias viessem a acontecer. E nestes últimos dias vimos - leia-se, "lemos" - de tudo! Mas mesmo de tudo!O post original, como todas as verdades, mantém-se verdadeiro. A melhor ginasta portuguesa da actualidade, naquela actualidade, foi preterida pela quarta. Assim a primeira, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112560485796351551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112560485796351551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112560485796351551' title='Conclusio actual...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112552032522202022</id><published>2005-08-31T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:32:49.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A actualidade é uma coisa imensa...</title><summary type='text'>Minhas Caras e Meus Caros,Regressei hoje de férias e deparei-me com um apocalipse de comentários.Depois de devidamente lidos, farei uma ténue tentativa de conclusio.Beijos e Abraços,Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112552032522202022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112552032522202022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112552032522202022' title='A actualidade é uma coisa imensa...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112375136995069068</id><published>2005-08-11T10:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:09:29.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...ainda do actualmente...</title><summary type='text'>Resta acrescentar que a participação portuguesa em Duisburg se contentou com dois penúltimos e dois antepenúltimos lugares...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112375136995069068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112375136995069068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112375136995069068' title='...ainda do actualmente...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112239604414486192</id><published>2005-07-26T17:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:13:12.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Actualmente... actualmente!?!?!?</title><summary type='text'>"No dia 18 de Julho parte para a cidade de Duisburt (Alemanha), a comitiva portuguesa de Ginástica Rítmica, composta pela Treinador Adjunta da Selecção Nacional e a Ginasta Sénior Inês Gomes, da Selecção Nacional de Individuais, para participarem nos 7.os Jogos Mundiais, evento que engloba várias modalidades e entre elas a Ginástica Rítmica.A presença portuguesa em Ginástica Rítmica surgiu com a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112239604414486192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112239604414486192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112239604414486192' title='Actualmente... actualmente!?!?!?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112188503461369901</id><published>2005-07-20T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:43:54.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos lá continuar!</title><summary type='text'>Queria falar-vos da escandaleira que se passa, nos dias de hoje, na ginástica rítmica portuguesa, capaz de ombrear com qualquer número de circo do nosso querido "desporto rei". Infelizmente, não consigo aceder ao site da Infoginástica (ferramenta vital para a tarefa que se avizinha).Espero que, amanhã, o problema seja resolvido.Beijos e Abraços,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112188503461369901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112188503461369901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112188503461369901' title='Vamos lá continuar!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112074897286532736</id><published>2005-07-07T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:09:32.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao meu Avô</title><summary type='text'>No passado dia 30 de Junho, a minha curta existência viu-se confrontada com uma nova situação: o desaparecimento de um familiar, ou seja, a morte.Nunca tinha vivido a morte no seio da minha família, e depois daquele dia, sei que nunca a vou conseguir viver. É duro, é muito duro.Ao meu Avô, homem que sempre se regeu pelos valores que caracterizam os grandes Homens, um abraço do tamanho do Universo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112074897286532736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112074897286532736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112074897286532736' title='Ao meu Avô'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-112005770699791025</id><published>2005-06-29T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:08:27.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogos perigosos</title><summary type='text'>A F.I.A anunciou que as equipas que as equipas que se recusaram participar no GP de Indianápolis infrigiram duas normas. Mais fez saber que as punições apenas serão conhecidas a 14 de Setembro de 2005, ou seja, antes dos três últimos GPs.Será que vão fazer o jeitinho ao Schumi?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112005770699791025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/112005770699791025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112005770699791025' title='Jogos perigosos'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111944918660825963</id><published>2005-06-22T15:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:06:26.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A vergonha continua...</title><summary type='text'>FIA reveal Michelin team chargesThe seven Michelin teams who pulled out of Sunday’s race at Indianapolis are to face charges of breaching the International Sporting Code by committing "one or more acts prejudicial to the interests of a competition, namely the 2005 United States Grand Prix, and/or to the interests of motor sport generally."...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111944918660825963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111944918660825963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111944918660825963' title='A vergonha continua...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111937394808219484</id><published>2005-06-21T17:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T18:12:28.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Senhor correcção... Michael Schumacher!</title><summary type='text'>«Foi uma corrida estranha, disso ninguém pode duvidar. Ganhei este circuito mas não tenho qualquer dúvida de que tinhamos condições para ganhar em circunstâncias normais e eu teria tido muito gosto em o ter demonstrado».O heptacampeão altertou para o facto de muita gente tentar culpar a Ferrari do sucedido, visto ser a maior beneficiada da saída de sete equipas da prova: «Muita gente tem estado a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111937394808219484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111937394808219484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111937394808219484' title='O Senhor correcção... Michael Schumacher!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111927852259117862</id><published>2005-06-20T15:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:42:02.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Num outro registo, outra desilusão...</title><summary type='text'>Rico em acontecimentos, o passado fim-de-semana evidenciou outra dura realidade: a F1, outrora conhecida como "o Circo", morreu com o Senna.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111927852259117862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111927852259117862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927852259117862' title='Num outro registo, outra desilusão...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111927765091718992</id><published>2005-06-20T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:27:30.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Assim se realiza o Estado de Direito Democrático...</title><summary type='text'>Neste fim-de-semana fomos brindados com uma manifestação que envergonhou o país. Lá andaram os skins e seus companheiros de causa, de bandeira nacional em punho, a entoar "A Portuguesa", com o apoio da saudação nazi/fascista. Perguntado, um dos jovens que nesse dia pisou a Constituição da República Portuguesa e o Código Penal Português, respondeu assim, com a inteligência que não se inveja, à </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111927765091718992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111927765091718992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927765091718992' title='Assim se realiza o Estado de Direito Democrático...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111894105786111808</id><published>2005-06-16T17:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:58:15.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando o disparate ultrapassa o ridículo,...</title><summary type='text'>...escrevem-se coisas destas...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111894105786111808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111894105786111808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111894105786111808' title='Quando o disparate ultrapassa o ridículo,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111874348592124482</id><published>2005-06-14T11:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:04:45.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservoir Dogs - The end</title><summary type='text'>POLICE FORCE (OS)- Freeze, motherfucker! Drop your fucking gun!Mr White looks up at them, smiles, PULLS the trigger.BANGWe hear a BURST of SHOTGUN FIRE.Mr. White is BLOWN out of frame, leaving it empty.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111874348592124482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111874348592124482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111874348592124482' title='Reservoir Dogs - The end'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111831782685914752</id><published>2005-06-09T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:56:46.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultima Ratio Regnum</title><summary type='text'>Rei de Maconge, D. Caio J.C.Silveira IV, também conhecido como o meu Avô.Aqui fica, também, o site da Real República de Maconge.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111831782685914752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111831782685914752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111831782685914752' title='Ultima Ratio Regnum'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111805434362086547</id><published>2005-06-06T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T11:39:03.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Das tropicalidades!</title><summary type='text'>Tive um fim-de-semana brilhante!Numa praia fantástica!Com amigos ao mais alto nível!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111805434362086547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111805434362086547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111805434362086547' title='Das tropicalidades!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111764761859510651</id><published>2005-06-01T18:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:40:18.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chic a valer!</title><summary type='text'>O Blog de alguém que vive, sem ter medo de ser feliz!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111764761859510651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111764761859510651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111764761859510651' title='Chic a valer!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111687085582921765</id><published>2005-05-23T18:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:54:15.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordar o que foi dito!</title><summary type='text'>Aproveito para recordar umas palavras nascidas em Novembro:- "Oiçam Jeff Buckley, bebam Black Label, fumem uns Monte Cristo n.º 5, e vão ver que o Santana desapareceu, o Glorioso foi campeão, o Professor Marcelo está na SIC, e a Phillip Morris abriu uma discoteca na capital - onde "só podem entrar" fumadores - regularmente frequentada pelos fumadores passivos, por ser a da moda...".SLB!SLB!SLB, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111687085582921765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111687085582921765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111687085582921765' title='Recordar o que foi dito!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111581523926620355</id><published>2005-05-11T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T13:40:39.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Actualização</title><summary type='text'>... ora vamos lá acrescentar o a vida é larga! aos links aqui do lado.Beijos e abraços, voltarei em breve!Kaiser</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111581523926620355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111581523926620355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111581523926620355' title='Actualização'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111333307420366679</id><published>2005-04-12T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:11:14.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EI!</title><summary type='text'>heybeen trying to meet youheymust be a devil between usor whores in my headwhores at my doorwhores in my bedbut heywhere have youbeen if you go i will surely diewe're chaineduhsaid the man to the ladyuh said the lady to the man she adoredand the whores like a choirgo uh all nightand mary ain't you tired of thisuhis the sound that the mother makes when the baby breakswe're chainedPixies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111333307420366679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111333307420366679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111333307420366679' title='EI!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111289262439907011</id><published>2005-04-07T17:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T17:50:24.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Filosofia de Ponta #2</title><summary type='text'>Diz aqui uma colega de escritório que é:"Uma mulher non stop!".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111289262439907011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111289262439907011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111289262439907011' title='Filosofia de Ponta #2'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111279571824097480</id><published>2005-04-06T14:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:55:18.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Filosofia de Ponta</title><summary type='text'>Nas sábias palavras do Gustavo:- "Viver é melhor que levar um murro nos tomates!".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111279571824097480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111279571824097480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279571824097480' title='Filosofia de Ponta'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111142289862503011</id><published>2005-03-21T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:34:58.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Comunicado Oficial</title><summary type='text'>Caras e Caros fellow bloggers e voyeurs,desde de quarta-feira passada, dia 16 portanto(s), aqui o vosso escriba - no sentido que lhe quiserem dar - passou a ser um Advogado sem hífen.--- fim do comunicado ---</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111142289862503011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111142289862503011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111142289862503011' title='Comunicado Oficial'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-111038618579926864</id><published>2005-03-09T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-09T16:36:25.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Para Ministro dos Negócios Estrangeiros,...</title><summary type='text'>... não está nada mau!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111038618579926864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/111038618579926864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111038618579926864' title='Para Ministro dos Negócios Estrangeiros,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110858312973387170</id><published>2005-02-16T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:45:29.736Z</updated><title type='text'>Pérola #3</title><summary type='text'>Alguém que explique aos Senhores do PCP (e da CDU) que já estamos no século XXI:- "O quadro internacional é hoje determinado pelo processo de globalização capitalista,caracterizado por uma acelerada concentração do capital e da riqueza, acentuação da exploração do trabalho, a depredação dos recursos naturais, o domínio da actividade produtiva pelo capital financeiro, o ataque aos sectores </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858312973387170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858312973387170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110858312973387170' title='Pérola #3'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110858259820135927</id><published>2005-02-16T19:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:36:38.206Z</updated><title type='text'>Pérola #2</title><summary type='text'>O CDS/PP promete gralhas:- "O objectivo essencial do CDS-Partido Popular nos próximos quatro ano para Portugal (...)";- "Os nossos fins são claros, pretendemos alcançá-los através de uma equipa e de uma conjunto de políticas coerentes, sustentadas, estáveis e competentes".Isto para não falar das ameaças:- "O CDS-Partido Popular pode também ajudar a fazer às forças de segurança, o que fez às </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858259820135927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858259820135927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110858259820135927' title='Pérola #2'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110858169847123265</id><published>2005-02-16T19:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:23:07.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Pérola #1</title><summary type='text'>Esta, é das minhas preferidas!De acordo com o programa do Bloco de Esquerda - apelidado por alguns como a empresa de organização de eventos de rua -, o Senhor Louçã e seus comparsas assumem como uma prioridade, entre muitas outras, a revogação, sem mais, da "norma injusta e discriminatória sobre a contratação a prazo de jovens e de desempregados de longa duração" (cfr. página 25, ponto 1.2).Facto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858169847123265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110858169847123265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110858169847123265' title='Pérola #1'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110849566450094740</id><published>2005-02-15T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:27:44.503Z</updated><title type='text'>Pérolas, verdadeira pérolas!</title><summary type='text'>Estou a analisar, ainda que superficialmente, os programas dos partidos.PS: a análise, imbuída do mais puro espiríto democrático, também inclui os programas apresentados pelo Bloco de Esquerda (o qual, desde já avanço, seria um sério candidato a um qualquer Nobel que fosse criado para os partidos políticos) e pela Coligação Democrática Unitária.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110849566450094740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110849566450094740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110849566450094740' title='Pérolas, verdadeira pérolas!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110804993580772563</id><published>2005-02-10T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:38:55.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Curiosidades do Mundo, essa Aldeia Global!</title><summary type='text'>Outro dia, que é como quem diz ante-ontem, vi, pela primeira vez, o filme intitulado Patch Adams. No fim do filme apercebi-me que se tratava de uma históri verídica (o que desconhecia por completo) e resolvi dar um saltinho à Internet, em busca do site do Gesundheit Institute.Pessquisa levou a pesquisa, e dei por mim a vasculhar a coluna Patch's Take 10.Então não é que o Saramago e o Fernando</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110804993580772563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110804993580772563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110804993580772563' title='Curiosidades do Mundo, essa Aldeia Global!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110694412799018925</id><published>2005-01-28T20:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:28:47.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Imbecilidades 24/7</title><summary type='text'>A presente campanha eleitoral - a pior de todos os tempos -, liderada pelos líderes partidários mais incompetentes de sempre, é um marco na vida política portuguesa.Nas anteriores campanhas eleitorais, os políticos andavam meses a fio a falar de tudo aquilo que nunca iriam fazer: as chamadas promessas eleitorais!Mas esta não! Esta campanha é feita por quem não faz a mais pequena ideia do que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110694412799018925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110694412799018925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110694412799018925' title='Imbecilidades 24/7'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110609550237905632</id><published>2005-01-19T01:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-19T00:48:34.783Z</updated><title type='text'>Teorias</title><summary type='text'>A semana passada, durante um almoço, apareceu uma conhecida minha que recentemente publicou o seu primeiro livro.Depois dos normais cumprimentos, alguém lançou:- Então o livro, está a vender bem?- Não sei, mas espero que não!- Então porquê?!- Porque os livros que vendem muito em Portugal são maus!Zás! Num milésimo de segundo fiquei a pensar na Margarida Rebelo Pinto e no "Código Da Vinci</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110609550237905632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110609550237905632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110609550237905632' title='Teorias'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110546161209476995</id><published>2005-01-11T16:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-11T16:46:22.736Z</updated><title type='text'>Estava eu a entrar no balneário, quando leio a seguinte mensagem:</title><summary type='text'>"Por favor não deitem papeis para o chão. Enão escarrem para as paredes. Façam deste Clube como se fosse as vossas casas. Muito Obrigado."Clube Atlético de Campo de Ourique (CACO) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110546161209476995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110546161209476995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110546161209476995' title='Estava eu a entrar no balneário, quando leio a seguinte mensagem:'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110443207247865032</id><published>2004-12-30T18:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T18:41:12.476Z</updated><title type='text'>... de partida...</title><summary type='text'>Vou receber 2005 por terras do Vasco, o da Gama.Tenham um 2005 Glorioso!Beihos e Abraços,Kaiser </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110443207247865032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110443207247865032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110443207247865032' title='... de partida...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110424534130396131</id><published>2004-12-28T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:51:04.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Da desnecessidade...</title><summary type='text'>Ele há dois tipos de pessoas que não têm nada para dizer:(i) as que, nada tendo para patilhar, se remetem inteligentemente ao silêncio; e(ii) estas...Dito isto, volto ao meu silêncio.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110424534130396131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110424534130396131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110424534130396131' title='Da desnecessidade...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110382515472943584</id><published>2004-12-23T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-23T18:05:54.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Caras Leitoras, Estimados Leitores e Prezados outros tantos,</title><summary type='text'>UM BOM NATAL!Beijos e Abraços,Kaiser.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110382515472943584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110382515472943584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110382515472943584' title='Caras Leitoras, Estimados Leitores e Prezados outros tantos,'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110356521065847803</id><published>2004-12-20T17:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:53:30.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Pois é meus amigos...</title><summary type='text'>...isto não anda nada fácil.Falta-me o tempo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110356521065847803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110356521065847803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110356521065847803' title='Pois é meus amigos...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110268507428244378</id><published>2004-12-10T13:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:28:55.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Madrid #1, Dezembro 2003</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110268507428244378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110268507428244378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110268507428244378' title='Madrid #1, Dezembro 2003'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110268429092554221</id><published>2004-12-10T13:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:14:23.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnos</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110268429092554221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110268429092554221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110268429092554221' title='Nocturnos'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110234536299733715</id><published>2004-12-06T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-06T15:02:42.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Não se esqueçam...</title><summary type='text'>... que, de acordo com o despacho da Exma. Senhora Juíza do Tribunal Judicial da Comarca de Gondomar, o Arguido António Araújo se encontra proíbido de frequentar "as instalações do Estádio do Dragão ou qualquer casa de alterne"...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110234536299733715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110234536299733715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234536299733715' title='Não se esqueçam...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110184304970870180</id><published>2004-11-30T19:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-30T19:30:49.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Nem por acaso,...</title><summary type='text'>... estava a ouvir Jeff Buckley quando a laranja caiu da árvore...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110184304970870180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110184304970870180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110184304970870180' title='Nem por acaso,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110181672763167398</id><published>2004-11-30T13:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-30T12:12:07.633Z</updated><title type='text'>Porque ele há momentos inesquecíveis,...</title><summary type='text'>... sinto-me obrigado a publicar o que se segue!Ontem, por terras sadinas, foi descoberto um árbitro que não só assinala as faltas cometidas pelo inigualável Jorge Costa, mas também cumpre as "ordens" da FIFA, sancionando disciplinarmente esse "monstro" dos relvados portugueses.Sim meus amigos, é verdade. O Jorge Costa foi expulso, por acumulação de cartões amarelos e na primeira parte!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110181672763167398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110181672763167398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110181672763167398' title='Porque ele há momentos inesquecíveis,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110114401851298337</id><published>2004-11-22T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:20:18.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Audições,...</title><summary type='text'>... estou a ouvir o último álbum dos Nick Cave &amp; The Bad Seeds. Uma delícia!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110114401851298337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110114401851298337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110114401851298337' title='Audições,...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-110088284646024853</id><published>2004-11-19T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-19T16:49:48.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Crónica de uma ausência não anunciada</title><summary type='text'>Estive ausente, quase completamente ausente, é verdade! Nestas últimas semanas, andei agarrado ao muy nobre trabalho de elaborar os relatórios finais de estágio. Arre!Durante esta prolongada ausência, o nosso pequeno Portugal agigantou-se em polémicas e controvérsias.1 - O Governo do Sampaio veio dar razão às - agora sábias - palavras da minha querida mãe:- "Ganhou o PSD? Essa cambada de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110088284646024853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/110088284646024853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110088284646024853' title='Crónica de uma ausência não anunciada'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109904744074826979</id><published>2004-10-29T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T19:10:04.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas de aniversariante...</title><summary type='text'>No dia 29 de Outubro de 1978, o Autor deste blog deu o seu primeiro berro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109904744074826979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109904744074826979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109904744074826979' title='Coisas de aniversariante...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109843978027863002</id><published>2004-10-22T10:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T11:34:49.066Z</updated><title type='text'>Num país perto de si!</title><summary type='text'>Estava eu no Tribunal, quando tropecei na minha professora da primária - a Stôra Ivone -!- Bom dia Stôra, por aqui?- Bom dia César! Olha filho, foi o programa do Santana que me colocou aqui...- Eh pá! Então o borgas estva mesmo a falar a sério!- Não me digas nada... O meu filho, que trabalha no Ministério do Turismo, foi para Faro. As Finanças meteram na cabeça que eu tive rendimentos na </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109843978027863002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109843978027863002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109843978027863002' title='Num país perto de si!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109812426018030072</id><published>2004-10-18T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T19:31:00.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cá se vai andando...</title><summary type='text'>A única coisa que me fez rir este fim-de-semana, foi a seguinte piada:"Abaixo as Drogas! Assinado: o pessoal da cave."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109812426018030072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109812426018030072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109812426018030072' title='Cá se vai andando...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109783734710506202</id><published>2004-10-15T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:49:07.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Importa-se de repetir?</title><summary type='text'>"A Air Luxor admite recorrer a Bruxelas se não lhe for dada autorização, até Abril, para voar regularmente para o Brasil e Cabo Verde,..." (in Público).O que é que a Air Luxor quer dizer com regularmente?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109783734710506202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109783734710506202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109783734710506202' title='Importa-se de repetir?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109776803403786714</id><published>2004-10-14T16:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:33:54.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Temos génio!!!</title><summary type='text'>O Santana do PS diz que o Santana do PPD/PSD "não tem jeito para ser primeiro-ministro".Oh Sócrates! O problema do Santanda do PPD/PSD está muito para lá da falta de jeito (isso já nós sabiamos...), o grande drama é que ele é o primeiro-ministro!Esta história das novas fronteiras ainda acaba alaranjada em tons de azul...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109776803403786714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109776803403786714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776803403786714' title='Temos génio!!!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109725085134881659</id><published>2004-10-08T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T16:57:50.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para quem anda de cabeça perdida...</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109725085134881659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109725085134881659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109725085134881659' title='Para quem anda de cabeça perdida...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109724245877757957</id><published>2004-10-08T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T14:34:18.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O semi-presidencialismo, como nunca antes visto.</title><summary type='text'>Não, não vou falar dos fantásticos manuais de Direito Constitucional do Professor Jorge Miranda, vou mesmo falar do nosso semi-Presidente da República.Contente no seu segundo mandato como chefe da nação, o Pai do País, lá vai o nosso Sampaio brincando com os portugueses, usando o seu 4.º poder como outros não ousaram.Mas o nosso semi-Presidente faz mais. Vou sugerir que na próxima edição do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109724245877757957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109724245877757957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109724245877757957' title='O semi-presidencialismo, como nunca antes visto.'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109637046453976101</id><published>2004-09-28T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T12:21:04.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salazar, Eusébio e Benfica, a Lenda!</title><summary type='text'>Com devido pedido de desculpas à Sôfrega, voltemos ao futebol e à política!Noticia o Record, na versão on-line, que:"«A CAPITAL» DESMISTIFICA MITO, Salazar nunca proibiu Eusébio de sair do Benfica.O jornal "A Capital" dá grande destaque esta manhã a Eusébio, num artigo em que desfaz o mito que o Pantera Negra foi proibido de sair de Portugal porque Salazar o considerava patrimónia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109637046453976101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109637046453976101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109637046453976101' title='Salazar, Eusébio e Benfica, a Lenda!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109603473882405178</id><published>2004-09-24T14:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T15:08:39.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Santanices...</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, quando procurava adormecer, lá ia piscando o olho ao programa da malta da Best Rock FM, "O homem que mordeu o cão".Lá apareceu um jovem com ar de Cascais, que o Markl anunciou como sendo um "stand-up comediant" de alto gabarito. À parte do generoso e exagerado elogio do Markl, o rapaz (cujo nome não me alembra) teve piada no início:- "Ando com problemas de memória! A sério! Juro que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109603473882405178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109603473882405178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109603473882405178' title='Santanices...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109595507005734599</id><published>2004-09-23T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T16:57:50.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando Eu for grande, quero ser incompetente!</title><summary type='text'>Depois de saber da Celeste Cardona... o meu único desejo é ser incompetente...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109595507005734599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109595507005734599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109595507005734599' title='Quando Eu for grande, quero ser incompetente!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109577364573328651</id><published>2004-09-21T14:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:00:13.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas do Presidente...</title><summary type='text'>O Sampas dedica-se à semana da Saúde, quando a Educação carece dela mais que nunca...Oh Sr. Presidente, e que tal dedicar uma semana (uma que seja) a presidir o país?Ainda não lhe chega! É que mais cego, é aquele que não quer ver...Nos entretantos da vida lá vamos sendo brindados com a nova definição do dogma da justiça social que se avizinha: os ricos pagam mais, e os pobres pagam menos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109577364573328651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109577364573328651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109577364573328651' title='Coisas do Presidente...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109576350613732520</id><published>2004-09-21T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T11:45:06.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Visão profética sem "profit"...</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, assisti ao Sporting-Marítimo, no conforto do meu lar, acompanhado pelo caríssimo Tiago.Depois de cinco minutos de jogo, lança o Tiago:- A primeira vez que o Marítimo rematar vai ser golo!Passados outros seis minutos o Manduca deu-lhe razão...Olha lá! E os números do Totoloto, não!?!?!?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109576350613732520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109576350613732520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109576350613732520' title='Visão profética sem &quot;profit&quot;...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109569726742882652</id><published>2004-09-20T17:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T17:21:07.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservoir Dogs</title><summary type='text'>Mr. Blonde shoots Mr. White with his finger. Mr Whiteacts shot. Joe exits.NICE GUY EDDIEOkay, everybody cough up green forthe little lady.Everybody whips out a buck, and throws it on the table.Everybody, that is, except Mr. White.NICE GUY EDDIEC'mon, throw in a buck.MR. WHITEUh-uh. I don't tip.NICE GUY EDDIEWhaddaya mean you don't tip?MR. WHITEI don't believe in it.NICE GUY EDDIE</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109569726742882652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109569726742882652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109569726742882652' title='Reservoir Dogs'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109500882082189571</id><published>2004-09-12T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T18:07:00.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde é que eu já vi isto?</title><summary type='text'>Começou a limpeza!Depois das duas demissões, Putin, ao bom estilo americano, aceita uma Comissão altamente especializada, transparente e sem qualquer vínculo político, com um único propósito (dizem eles): analisar a tragédia.Permitam-me advinhar o resultado final, Putin não teve qualquer culpa e os culpados já foram demitidos. Sobre i que se passou, isso é que era bom!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109500882082189571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109500882082189571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500882082189571' title='Onde é que eu já vi isto?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109483893705567934</id><published>2004-09-10T18:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T18:55:37.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agora que o barquinho já se foi embora, podemos agradecer a essas mulherzinhas o facto de terem destruído uma luta de longos anos, levada a cabo por organizações sérias, conduzida por pessoas que tentavam, até hoje, mudar a lei que penaliza e criminaliza quem não deve.É este o preço a pagar pelos actos de quem não se sente!De boas intenções...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109483893705567934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109483893705567934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109483893705567934' title=''/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109233670795494064</id><published>2004-08-12T19:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T19:51:47.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Capítulo 0</title><summary type='text'>Os próximos minutos são só para mim e, como dizem os Da Weasel, o resto que se fo...Depois de uns largos dias de férias dividos entre Ayamonte e Odeceixe (por ocasião do Sudoeste), eis-me de volta às lides bloguistas.Que generosas mudanças ocorreram no rectângulo que delimita este fundo branco, o Word já chegou ao Blogger. Até qu' enfim!Pois bem, aqui ficam algumas experiências dos últimos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109233670795494064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109233670795494064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109233670795494064' title='Capítulo 0'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109215459270868923</id><published>2004-08-10T17:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T17:16:32.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>(este não é um post automático, antes sorumbático)</title><summary type='text'>...já cá estou (regressei hoje!!!), logo afogado em trabalho, amanhã tentarei blogar ou mesmo respirar...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109215459270868923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109215459270868923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109215459270868923' title='(este não é um post automático, antes sorumbático)'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-109147276359193931</id><published>2004-08-02T19:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T19:52:43.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>(este é um post automático)</title><summary type='text'>O Gustavo acha que devia dizer qualquer coisa aos meus leitores. Sou forçado a concordar com ele...Pois bem! A minha ausência tem uma razão: umas merecidas e bem merecidas férias!!!Dia 10 de Agosto, data do sempre penoso regresso, por cá estarei.Até lá, beijos e abraços!K.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109147276359193931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/109147276359193931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109147276359193931' title='(este é um post automático)'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108989322392350483</id><published>2004-07-15T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T13:07:03.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras da primeira, imagens da segunda...</title><summary type='text'>Il Benfica vince la sua prima Coppa dei Campioni, fermando, dopo cinque edizioni, il dominio del calcio spagnolo. La vittoria è il risultato di un ottimo centrocampo, una difesa sicura  grazie ai terzini Angelo e Joao e allo stopper Germano. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108989322392350483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108989322392350483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108989322392350483' title='Palavras da primeira, imagens da segunda...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108988890632477239</id><published>2004-07-15T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T11:55:06.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GERMANO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108988890632477239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108988890632477239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108988890632477239' title='GERMANO'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108972889471143347</id><published>2004-07-13T15:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T15:28:14.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem tudo é triste, nem tudo é Fado...</title><summary type='text'>A laranja, ainda que bem espremidinha, dá algum, muito pouco, sumo.Se não, vejamos:- O Durão desapareceu do panorama político português (ponto largamente positivo!!);- Passámos a ter um Primeiro-Ministro que, pelo menos (in limine), lava o cabelo;- O Santana nunca mais vai ser Primeiro-Ministro;- O Ferro foi, como já devia ter ido, dar banho ao Gastão;- Existem fortes probabilidades e</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108972889471143347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108972889471143347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108972889471143347' title='Nem tudo é triste, nem tudo é Fado...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108929290060488975</id><published>2004-07-08T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T14:21:40.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entretanto, numa pacata aldeia Gaulesa...</title><summary type='text'>- Mas quando é que o Sampaix se decide?- ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108929290060488975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108929290060488975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108929290060488975' title='Entretanto, numa pacata aldeia Gaulesa...'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108920854524869663</id><published>2004-07-07T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T14:55:45.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E esta, hã?</title><summary type='text'>Justamente quando nos preparamos para ter um Governo de centro/extrema-esquerda (PS/BE), eis que a UGT se pronuncia pela estabilidade e, pasme-se, "pela defesa de um quadro de gestão rigorosa do Orçamento do Estado".Eheheh!!! Isto está lindo! A crise, que nunca esteve na Assembleia ou no Governo, começa a estoirar onde nasceu: na classe da política social e das sindiquices.Eu até os percebo, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108920854524869663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108920854524869663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108920854524869663' title='E esta, hã?'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108879202566438210</id><published>2004-07-02T19:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T19:13:45.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma real, besta real!</title><summary type='text'>Divirtam-se com as palavras do Miguel Sousa Tavares, o Demente:- "Reza a história que Pedro Santana Lopes e Durão Barroso se conheceram em pleno PREC, nos bancos da Faculdade de Direito de Lisboa. Um era protofascista, o outro maoísta - o que para nós, democratas, implica uma quase fatal atracção mútua.";- (por falar em Democracia) "E senti-me, como qualquer português que se preze (o que é </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108879202566438210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108879202566438210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108879202566438210' title='Uma real, besta real!'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138394.post-108878905922846964</id><published>2004-07-02T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T18:24:19.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll make you an offer you can't refuse.</title><summary type='text'>No único papel que me fazia gostar dele e que só ele podia fazer...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108878905922846964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138394/posts/default/108878905922846964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-entao.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108878905922846964' title='I&apos;ll make you an offer you can&apos;t refuse.'/><author><name>Kaiser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888917439723691158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
