<?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-24315442</id><updated>2012-01-08T21:03:02.459-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarcisio Rocha</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the T.Box.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-1593312544563124004</id><published>2008-11-16T21:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:40:59.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coisas idiotas.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas idiotas&lt;br /&gt;E eu sendo idiota também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que ninguém entre nesse blog.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que alguém leia.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas escritas terapêuticas&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixam tão exposto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa eu apago tudo e tchau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquece o que eu ia escrever.&lt;br /&gt;Tô de saco cheio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-1593312544563124004?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1593312544563124004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=1593312544563124004' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/1593312544563124004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/1593312544563124004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/11/coisas-idiotas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-6727533656259539052</id><published>2008-10-11T14:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:50:01.915-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 da manhã!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi o video dessa música na tv.&lt;br /&gt;Baixei e joguei no MP4.&lt;br /&gt;E no meu trajeto voltando para casa foi a última que tocou.&lt;br /&gt;Dormi. Descansei... (Arranjar um espaço para cada coisa num disputado espaço.. numa bagunça de se andar.) Ao menos tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei...daqueles sonhos reais... que você sente uma alegria fundamental.&lt;br /&gt;E que você se vê ao final dele sem poder mudá-lo, mesmo querendo.&lt;br /&gt;Reencontrei no sonho: Ela.&lt;br /&gt;A quem deixei partir três anos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Achei que era o melhor pra ela, mesmo não sendo o melhor pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;E tome punhalada.&lt;br /&gt;No sonho em que ela partia pela segunda vez.&lt;br /&gt;Só o que ficou foi a sensação de que dessa vez eu não queria desistir.&lt;br /&gt;Mas que já era tarde pra isso.&lt;br /&gt;Ela já havia ido.&lt;br /&gt;Acordei angustiado.&lt;br /&gt;Não consegui mais dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Vi que eram 4 da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;Decidi escutar música.. e quando ligo o MP4 o que toca é justamente a música que fala das 4 da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No outro dia fui buscar notícias. Descobri o quão bem estava.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que assim seja e que esteja melhor aí do que aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-6727533656259539052?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6727533656259539052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=6727533656259539052' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6727533656259539052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6727533656259539052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/10/4-da-manh-vi-o-video-dessa-msica-na-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-5748235160656757781</id><published>2008-04-17T21:32:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:54:00.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rascunhando na padaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAf5SHbwvRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nnbxHS6ssE/s1600-h/z.curvas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190391185196236050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAf5SHbwvRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nnbxHS6ssE/s320/z.curvas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É estranha a sensação confortável.&lt;br /&gt;Tão de repente. Tão imediata.&lt;br /&gt;Sensação privilegiada.&lt;br /&gt;De tomar um café e comer um pãozinho com queijo.&lt;br /&gt;A mistura dos sabores e combinações que te fazem bem.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais quando descobre uma sobremesa que mistura o chocolate e o sorvete.&lt;br /&gt;Sentar. Poder saboreá-las. Escutar minha música e ter um momento meu.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu divido aqui.&lt;br /&gt;A aula “sem futuro” de hoje até que me gerou um questionamento...&lt;br /&gt;Por quê precisamos de um outro para sermos felizes?&lt;br /&gt;Por quê a felicidade tem que ser algo vindouro e não do que eu não espero por já estar em mim?&lt;br /&gt;E eu espero... e eu espero.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os bustos, troncos, sombras e perfis.&lt;br /&gt;Me fazem querer te descobrir. Te montar. Criar você.&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado pensar tanto em alguém que ainda nem se revelou pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;E eu fico querendo que seja você.&lt;br /&gt;Você existe?&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente te criou tão bem ou tão mal que eu não acharei no mundo real?&lt;br /&gt;Antes preciso me achar.&lt;br /&gt;A chave pra chegar até você está em mim.&lt;br /&gt;E porquê será que eu a escondo tanto?&lt;br /&gt;Pedi minha sobremesa. Veio faltando o sorvete.&lt;br /&gt;A falta que sempre me acompanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3IpTlsSM5k&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-5748235160656757781?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5748235160656757781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=5748235160656757781' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/5748235160656757781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/5748235160656757781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/04/rascunhando-na-padaria-estranha-sensao.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAf5SHbwvRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nnbxHS6ssE/s72-c/z.curvas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-6712030076059446198</id><published>2008-04-13T20:22:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:32:32.774-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAKV83bwvMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8abzKZypjVc/s1600-h/1683005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decreto nº 1304&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188874593589312706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAKV83bwvMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8abzKZypjVc/s320/1683005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Meu coração não é de papel.. Não sou descartável.&lt;br /&gt;E pra reciclar dá trabalho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque precisa sempre se desfazer em pedaços? Cada vez mais miúdos.. cada vez mais difíceis de juntar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não me acostumei com essas pancadas.. esses vacilos... essas quebradas...&lt;br /&gt;Cansado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu.. tão intenso.. que me deixo indefeso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Dóoooiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que porcaria he essa???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, 2, 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me aposentei....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje entrei na comunidade: “Coração burro da porra!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apartir de agora... trancado... parafusado.. acorrentado..&lt;br /&gt;A chave nem sei onde foi parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eu decreto que apartir de hoje ninguém tem mais o direito de entrar nesse meu coração”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tizo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jG6TS2huZpI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jG6TS2huZpI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-6712030076059446198?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6712030076059446198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=6712030076059446198' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6712030076059446198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6712030076059446198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/04/decreto-n-1304-meu-corao-no-de-papel.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/SAKV83bwvMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8abzKZypjVc/s72-c/1683005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-7753696565912217566</id><published>2008-04-02T21:04:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:33:04.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;FELICIDADE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Como fazer para estar sempre em busca da felicidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E mesmo que eu tenha sido o meu desperdício&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me deixe escondido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O que se revela é o que eu mais preciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou me polindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enquanto tento invadir a fonte destes pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em punho e armado de força&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por não saber&lt;br /&gt;Ou não entender&lt;br /&gt;O domínio que tens aqui.&lt;br /&gt;E esquecer o olhar atento&lt;br /&gt;E tua voz que ressoa em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Goodbye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/apxEBV0rJco&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-7753696565912217566?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7753696565912217566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=7753696565912217566' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7753696565912217566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7753696565912217566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/04/felicidade-como-fazer-para-estar-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-6992641995517775655</id><published>2008-03-23T00:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:20:33.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOLTANDO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-XZ-cxj3vI/AAAAAAAAADg/EaATcFft4M4/s1600-h/Tizo+cinza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180786613258804978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-XZ-cxj3vI/AAAAAAAAADg/EaATcFft4M4/s200/Tizo+cinza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3, 2, 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testando....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-6992641995517775655?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6992641995517775655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=6992641995517775655' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6992641995517775655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/6992641995517775655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2008/03/voltando-3-2-1-testando.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-XZ-cxj3vI/AAAAAAAAADg/EaATcFft4M4/s72-c/Tizo+cinza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-7476001051666598092</id><published>2007-06-13T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:36:52.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;A Farinha de Mandioca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A raiz da mandioca brava é arrancada e levada da roça à Casa da Farinha em samburás (cestos feitos de cipó ou taquara). Começa então o trabalho feminino de raspar a mandioca, tirar aquela espécie de casca cor de terra. Depois de raspada a mandioca é entregue à raladeira. Os homens movem o ralador e a mulher vai enfiando a mandioca cautelosamente no caititu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075662995039405810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RnBgmhrrRvI/AAAAAAAAABw/66I7l4RIzWw/s320/Farinha1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A mandioca ralada vai caindo no cocho. Depois é imprensada no tipiti (cesto ou paneiro), para retirar um líquido venenoso chamado manipuera (ácido cianídrico). Existem diversas prensas, as roscas de sem fim (as de arataca, as de arrochador) que comprimem o tipiti, tirando o líquido. O líquido decantado dá a goma do polvilho e o polvilho é usado também na alimentação (biscoitos, sequilhos de polvilho...) Os blocos de massa de mandioca retirados da prensa são desfeitos e passados numa urupemba (peneira), deixando a massa pronta para ir ao forno. Algumas pessoas preferem deixar a massa "dormir" antes de ir para o forno, para ficar mais saborosa. Outras torram-na no mesmo dia e está pronta a farinha de mandioca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075663467485808386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RnBhCBrrRwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PqwKLnygckc/s320/Farinha2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A farinha de mandioca é usada como alimentação básica de muitos nordestinos. Muitos pratos brasileiros também ficam mais saborosos com a farinha. A farofa feita com manteiga (farofa de manteiga) e a farofa com azeite de dendê (farofa amarela) estão presentes em muitas mesas brasileiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LEMA: O.C.C.F!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.R.F.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Retirado do site: Terra Brasileira&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.terrabrasileira.net/folclore/regioes/4modos/ndfarinha.html"&gt;http://www.terrabrasileira.net/folclore/regioes/4modos/ndfarinha.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-7476001051666598092?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7476001051666598092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=7476001051666598092' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7476001051666598092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7476001051666598092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2007/06/farinha-de-mandioca-raiz-da-mandioca.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RnBgmhrrRvI/AAAAAAAAABw/66I7l4RIzWw/s72-c/Farinha1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-7135057016009628314</id><published>2007-03-30T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T13:39:20.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPOSITIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galera, aqui está uma de minhas canções. Chama-se "Pra ser feliz".&lt;br /&gt;Voh deixar dois links do youtube, o primeiro é o audio da música e o segundo é um ensaio do amigo Rafael Duaity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PRA SER FELIZ"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Letra e melodia: &lt;em&gt;Tarcísio Rocha Filho&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUANTO TEMPO FAZ&lt;br /&gt;QUE O SOL NÃO ME LEMBRA E VAI&lt;br /&gt;PRO SEU PORTO MAIS SEGURO&lt;br /&gt;E ME DEIXANDO AQUI NO ESCURO&lt;br /&gt;RELEMBRANDO AS AVENTURAS&lt;br /&gt;POR SUPOSTO DESVENTURAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUANTO TEMPO TEM&lt;br /&gt;QUE NÃO VEJO MAIS NINGUÉM&lt;br /&gt;VIVO SEM GESTOS E FALAS&lt;br /&gt;ALEIJADO DOS MEUS SONHOS&lt;br /&gt;DE CORAÇÃO A MIL PEDAÇOS&lt;br /&gt;TÃO ESTRANHO EM MEIO A CHUVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FICO OLHANDO A CHUVA&lt;br /&gt;E O QUE ELA PODE DIZER?&lt;br /&gt;NADA QUE EU ENTENDA,&lt;br /&gt;NADA A SABER&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE&lt;br /&gt;NESSE JOGO TODO&lt;br /&gt;A TUA LUA ME DEU&lt;br /&gt;A LUZ DO OLHAR QUE ACENDE E VAI&lt;br /&gt;RESTAURAR O AMOR SEM PAR&lt;br /&gt;PRA SER FELIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*PRA SER FELIZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - (versão audio - Por Cláudio Régis e JP):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrBn0vL2_yY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PRA SER FELIZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - (versão ensaio Duaity):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IqzH4VExXA8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T.R.F&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-7135057016009628314?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7135057016009628314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=7135057016009628314' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7135057016009628314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/7135057016009628314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2007/03/compositions-galera-aqui-est-uma-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-3078761209265154932</id><published>2007-03-30T12:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T12:58:02.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/Rg0y9K8vkGI/AAAAAAAAABg/4unZ9LdkYJQ/s1600-h/1114902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047746783844733026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/Rg0y9K8vkGI/AAAAAAAAABg/4unZ9LdkYJQ/s320/1114902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galera, estou reativando o blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então.. voh voltar a postar meus textos, minhas músicas etc.. E espero que vc's comentem tá... pra eu saber que ao menos algumas almas visitam este BOX! He he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Começando por uma futura canção chamada "Olhar atento":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;OLHAR ATENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Tarcísio Rocha Filho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abro os olhos&lt;br /&gt;E tenho desfeita a razão&lt;br /&gt;Digo que foi...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o teu toque fingiu ser silêncio&lt;br /&gt;E vi a torre mais alta encobrir meu medo&lt;br /&gt;Para apagar a sombra que fez teus passos&lt;br /&gt;Nessa última viagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um tiro certeiro&lt;br /&gt;Que me aprisionou no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Machucando, doendo..&lt;br /&gt;Agora quero resgatar meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Desacatar as últimas ordens&lt;br /&gt;E invadir a fonte destes pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra retirar você dali&lt;br /&gt;Em punho e armado de força&lt;br /&gt;Atacando a mim mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Em luta contra todas as dores&lt;br /&gt;Pra esconder a maior delas&lt;br /&gt;Que é você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inverter-me pra insanidade&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter controle sobre você&lt;br /&gt;Por não saber&lt;br /&gt;Ou não entender&lt;br /&gt;O domínio que ainda tens aqui.&lt;br /&gt;E esquecer o olhar atento&lt;br /&gt;E tua voz que ressoa em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;T.R.F&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-3078761209265154932?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3078761209265154932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=3078761209265154932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/3078761209265154932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/3078761209265154932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2007/03/galera-estou-reativando-o-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/Rg0y9K8vkGI/AAAAAAAAABg/4unZ9LdkYJQ/s72-c/1114902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-8965224172053473128</id><published>2007-01-27T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:16:45.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RbvBDemkOXI/AAAAAAAAABA/f9FdZREla8s/s1600-h/AALIYAH+NOME+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024822074760509810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RbvBDemkOXI/AAAAAAAAABA/f9FdZREla8s/s400/AALIYAH+NOME+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;          Em breve...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-8965224172053473128?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8965224172053473128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=8965224172053473128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/8965224172053473128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/8965224172053473128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2007/01/em-breve.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/RbvBDemkOXI/AAAAAAAAABA/f9FdZREla8s/s72-c/AALIYAH+NOME+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114788479334628950</id><published>2006-05-17T13:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:33:03.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/2687/splash8jo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/2687/splash8jo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em muitos estados nos EUA as patrulhas rodoviárias carregam dois galões de Coca-Cola no porta-bagagens para serem usados na remoção de sangue na estrada depois de um acidente.&lt;br /&gt;Se você puser um osso numa uma tigela com Coca-Cola ele se dissolverá em dois dias.&lt;br /&gt;Para limpar casas de banho: despeje uma lata de Coca-Cola dentro do vaso e deixe a "coisa" decantar por uma hora e então dê descarga.&lt;br /&gt;O ácido cítrico na Coca-Cola remove manchas na louça.&lt;br /&gt;Para remover pontos de ferrugem dos pára-choques cromados de automóveis esfregue o pára-choques com um chumaço de papel de alumínio (usado para embrulhar alimentos) molhado com Coca-Cola.&lt;br /&gt;Para limpar corrosão dos terminais de baterias de automóveis despeje uma lata de Coca- Cola sobre os terminais e deixe efervescer sobre a corrosão.&lt;br /&gt;Para soltar um parafuso emperrado por corrosão aplique um pano encharcado com Coca-cola sobre o parafuso enferrujado por vários minutos.&lt;br /&gt;Para remover manchas de graxa das roupas despeje uma lata de Coca-Cola dentro da máquina com as roupas com graxa, adicione detergente. A Coca-cola ajudará a remover as manchas de graxa.&lt;br /&gt;A Coca-cola também ajuda a limpar o embaçamento do pára-brisa do seu carro.&lt;br /&gt;Para sua informação: ingrediente ativo na Coca-Cola é o ácido fosfórico.Seu PH é 2,8. Ele dissolve uma unha em cerca de 4 dias.Ácido fosfórico também rouba cálcio dos ossos e é o maior contribuintepara o aumento da osteoporose.&lt;br /&gt;Há alguns anos, fizeram uma pesquisa na Alemanha paradetectar o porquê do aparecimento de osteoporose em crianças a partir e 10 anos (pré-adolescentes). Resultado: Excesso de Coca-Cola, por falta de orientação dos pais.&lt;br /&gt;Para transportar o xarope de Coca-Cola, os caminhões comerciais são identificados com a placa de Material Perigoso que é reservado para o transporte de materiais altamentecorrosivos.&lt;br /&gt;Os distribuidores de Coca-Cola têm usado a Coca para limpar os motores deseuscaminhões há pelo menos 20 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Mais um detalhe: A Coca Light tem sido considerada cada vez mais pelosmédicos e pesquisadores como uma bomba de efeito retardado, por causa da combinaçãoCoca + Aspartame, suspeito de causar lúpus e doenças degenerativas do sistemanervoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Fonte: Texto enviado pelo Orkut)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;É isso aí.. quer financiar a morte??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BEBA COCA-COLA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/2079/boycottcoke6ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/2079/boycottcoke6ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img447.imageshack.us/img447/3060/cocacolalogo7sj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img447.imageshack.us/img447/3060/cocacolalogo7sj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114788479334628950?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114788479334628950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114788479334628950' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114788479334628950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114788479334628950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/05/coca-cola-em-muitos-estados-nos-eua-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114649835437248418</id><published>2006-05-01T12:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T15:58:51.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTÍCIA &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Casal de namorados morre na mesma hora em acidentes diferentes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img487.imageshack.us/img487/1247/5269912fz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img487.imageshack.us/img487/1247/5269912fz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em uma insólita coincidência, dois jovens namorados de Forli, no noroeste da Itália, morreram neste fim de semana em dois acidentes de trânsito diferentes ocorridos na mesma hora, informaram os meios de comunicação locais.&lt;br /&gt;Mauro Monucci, 29, morreu por volta da meia-noite de sábado quando sua moto, de alta cilindrada, chocou-se contra um poste em um cruzamento nos arredores do Palácio dos Esportes de Forli. O jovem morreu quando era levado ao hospital, segundo a edição digital do jornal "La Repubblica".&lt;br /&gt;Praticamente ao mesmo tempo, o carro de sua namorada, Simona Acciai, 27, saía da estrada em uma área periférica da cidade e caía em um fosso, o que lhe causou morte instantânea.&lt;br /&gt;Os telefonemas para os serviços de emergência para alertar sobre os dois acidentes foram feitos com poucos minutos de diferença, mas as autoridades só perceberam que as vítimas eram um casal ao verificar em seus documentos que os dois tinham o mesmo endereço.&lt;br /&gt;Frente ao caso inusitado, a magistratura de Forli ordenou a realização de autópsias nos dois corpos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.folha.uol.com.br"&gt;www.folha.uol.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.R.F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114649835437248418?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114649835437248418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114649835437248418' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114649835437248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114649835437248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/05/notcia-casal-de-namorados-morre-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114582832140380685</id><published>2006-04-23T17:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:26:58.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/2949/kilpat1x9na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/2949/kilpat1x9na.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Killers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers é uma das minhas bandas preferidas. A banda formou-se em 2002 em Las Vegas e logo conseguiu um contrato com a Island Def Jam Record. Não demorou muito e estouraram na Inglaterra com seu som estiloso, bastante peculiar, misto de glam rock dos anos 70 com New Wave dos anos 80. Tudo embrulhado numa sonoridade moderna.&lt;br /&gt;O nome da banda vem do clipe ‘Crystal’ do “New Order”, onde aparece uma banda fictícia com esse nome.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro álbum, intitulado “Hot Fuss” foi lançado em junho de 2004 e desde então já foram vendidas mais de 6 milhões de cópias, sendo inclusive indicados a um Grammy.&lt;br /&gt;Recentemente anunciaram a gravação do segundo álbum, onde prometem vir com um som inspirado mais no rock americano. Vamos esperar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/3768/1101054killers4005op.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/3768/1101054killers4005op.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Integrantes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Flowers – vocais e teclado&lt;br /&gt;David Keuning - guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Mark Stoermer – baixo&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie Vannucci - bateria &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Site Oficial: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islandrecords.com/thekillers"&gt;www.islandrecords.com/thekillers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/7118/hotfuss6ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/7118/hotfuss6ny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/4426/hotfusslimited4da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/4426/hotfusslimited4da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hot Fuss" lançado em junho de 2004 e "Hot Fuss - edição limitada", lançado em agosto de 2005 e contendo as inéditas 'Glamorous Indie Rock &amp; Roll', 'The Ballad Of Michael Valentine' e 'Under The Gun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singles - &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MP3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/2999/somebodytoldmept1enhanced7ej.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/2999/somebodytoldmept1enhanced7ej.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"SOMEBODY TOLD ME"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Somebody told me” – Album version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18665701/01_-_Somebody_Told_Me_-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18665701/01_-_Somebody_Told_Me_-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Somebody told me” – Unreleased version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18666706/02_-_Somebody_Told_Me_-__Unrelease_version__-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18666706/02_-_Somebody_Told_Me_-__Unrelease_version__-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Somebody told me” – (Josh Harris Club Remix) – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/10538119/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__Josh_Harris_Club_Remix_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/10538119/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__Josh_Harris_Club_Remix_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Ballad of Michael Valentine” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18679089/03_-_The_Ballad_Of_Michael_Valentine_-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18679089/03_-_The_Ballad_Of_Michael_Valentine_-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Uder the Gun” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18679742/04_-__Under_the_gun_-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18679742/04_-__Under_the_gun_-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/1228/mrbrightsidept1enhanced3wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/1228/mrbrightsidept1enhanced3wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"MR. BRIGHTSIDE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside” – Album version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18658245/01_-_Mr._Brightside.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18658245/01_-_Mr._Brightside.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Somebody Told Me (Inside Remix)” – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18659335/02_-__Somebody_Told_Me__Inside_Remix_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18659335/02_-__Somebody_Told_Me__Inside_Remix_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside (Jacques Lu Cont's Thin White Duke Mix)” – Original version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18662962/03_-__Mr._Brightside__Jacques_Lu_Cont_s_Thin_White_Duke_Mix_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18662962/03_-__Mr._Brightside__Jacques_Lu_Cont_s_Thin_White_Duke_Mix_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside” – Instrumental version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18663685/04_-_Mr._Brightside_-__Instrumental_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18663685/04_-_Mr._Brightside_-__Instrumental_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/6835/vedonept1enhanced8zj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/6835/vedonept1enhanced8zj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"ALL THESE THINGS THAT I'VE DONE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “All These Things That I’ve Done” – Album version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18690939/05_-_All_These_Things_That_I_ve_Done.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18690939/05_-_All_These_Things_That_I_ve_Done.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside (The Lindbergh Palace Club Remix)” – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18692127/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__The_Lindbergh_Palace_Club_Remix_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18692127/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__The_Lindbergh_Palace_Club_Remix_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “All These Things That I’ve Done” – Instrumental version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18692698/The_Killers_-__Instrumental__All_These_Things_That_I_ve_Done.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18692698/The_Killers_-__Instrumental__All_These_Things_That_I_ve_Done.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/3340/smilelikeyoumeanit5iy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Smile like you mean it” – Album version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18681585/01_-_Smile_Like_You_Mean_It_-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18681585/01_-_Smile_Like_You_Mean_It_-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Chande your mind” – Album version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18684922/02_-_Change_Your_Mind_-The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18684922/02_-_Change_Your_Mind_-The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside (The Lindbergh Palace Radio Edit)” – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18686443/03_-__Mr._Brightside_-_The_Lindbergh_Palace__Radio_Edit__-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18686443/03_-__Mr._Brightside_-_The_Lindbergh_Palace__Radio_Edit__-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Get Trashed” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/16494320/The_Killers_-_Get_Trashed.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/16494320/The_Killers_-_Get_Trashed.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Smile like you mean it” – Instrumental version – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18689961/05_-__Smile_Like_You_Mean_It__instrumental__-_The_Killers.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18689961/05_-__Smile_Like_You_Mean_It__instrumental__-_The_Killers.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/1982/livekillers47dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/1982/livekillers47dp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Live &amp; Acoustic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “All These Things That I’ve Done” – Live in Live 8 – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18695015/The_Killers_-_Live_8_London.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18695015/The_Killers_-_Live_8_London.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Somebody Told Me” – Live Glastonbury 2005 – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18695674/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__live_Glastonbury_2005.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18695674/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__live_Glastonbury_2005.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Smile like you mean it” – Live – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18696297/_The_Killers__live__-_Smile_Like_You_Mean_It_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18696297/_The_Killers__live__-_Smile_Like_You_Mean_It_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Somebody Told Me” – Live Acoustic – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18696662/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__Live_Acoustic_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18696662/The_Killers_-_Somebody_Told_Me__Live_Acoustic_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside” - (Radio 1 Live Lounge, Acoustic) – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18697319/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__Radio_1_Live_Lounge__Acoustic_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18697319/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__Radio_1_Live_Lounge__Acoustic_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] “Mr. Brightside” – Acoustic – The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18749079/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__acoustic_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18749079/The_Killers_-_Mr._Brightside__acoustic_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “All Pretty Faces” – Live – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18750185/The_Killers_-_All_The_Pretty_Faces.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18750185/The_Killers_-_All_The_Pretty_Faces.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Replaceable” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/17577421/The_Killers_-_Replaceable.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/17577421/The_Killers_-_Replaceable.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Show You How” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/10533914/The_Killers_-_Show_You_How.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/10533914/The_Killers_-_Show_You_How.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Who Let You Go” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18752993/The_Killers_-_Who_Let_You_Go.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18752993/The_Killers_-_Who_Let_You_Go.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Soft Surrender” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18754018/The_Killers_-_Soft_Surrender.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18754018/The_Killers_-_Soft_Surrender.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself (Morrissey Cover)” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18754676/The_Killers_-_Hot_Fuss_-_Why_Don_t_You_Find_Out_For_Yourself__Morrissey_Cover_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18754676/The_Killers_-_Hot_Fuss_-_Why_Don_t_You_Find_Out_For_Yourself__Morrissey_Cover_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town” – The Killers - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18767794/_Live__The_Killers_-_Ruby__Don_t_Take_Your_Love_to_Town__Zane_Lowe_23-02-05_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18767794/_Live__The_Killers_-_Ruby__Don_t_Take_Your_Love_to_Town__Zane_Lowe_23-02-05_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] “Glamorous Indie Rock &amp;amp; Roll – (previously unreleased) - &lt;strong&gt;inédita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/18693302/The_Killers_-_Glamorous_Indie_Rock___Roll.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/18693302/The_Killers_-_Glamorous_Indie_Rock___Roll.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pessoal, comenta aí!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.R.F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114582832140380685?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114582832140380685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114582832140380685' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114582832140380685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114582832140380685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/04/music-killers-killers-uma-das-minhas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114581723777852426</id><published>2006-04-23T15:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:27:27.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HUMOR&lt;/span&gt; - O Calote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/6306/pe017092vo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/6306/pe017092vo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARTA ENVIADA POR UM CLIENTE A UMA OPERADORA DE TELEMÓVEIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta carta foi enviada por um cliente de uma operadora de telemóveis, por sinal muito criativo e cara-de-pau. A Carta é verídica e foi enviada a uma das várias Lojas Credoras.&lt;br /&gt;Foi divulgada pelo próprio Clube de Dirigentes Lojistas (SPC) e publicada na Folha de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Prezados Senhores, esta é a oitava carta jurídica de cobrança que recebo de Vossas Senhorias... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que não estou em dia com os meus pagamentos. Acontece que eu estou a dever também noutras lojas e todas esperam que eu lhes pague. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contudo, os meus rendimentos mensais só permitem que eu pague duas prestações no fim de cada mês. As outras ficam para mês seguinte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou ciente de que não sou injusto, daquele tipo que prefere pagar a esta ou aquela empresa em detrimento das demais. Não! Todos os meses quando recebo o meu ordenado, escrevo o nome dos meus credores em pequenos pedaços de papel, que enrolo e coloco dentro de uma caixinha. Depois, olhando para outro lado, retiro dois papéis, que são os dois "Sortudos" que irão receber o meu rico dinheirinho. Os outros, paciência. Ficam para o mês seguinte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afirmo aos Senhores, com toda a certeza, que a vossa empresa consta todos os meses na minha caixinha. Se não paguei ainda, é porque os Senhores estão com pouca sorte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finalmente, faço-lhes uma advertência: Se os Senhores continuarem com essa mania de me enviar cartas de cobrança ameaçadoras e insolentes, como a última que recebi, serei obrigado a excluir o nome da vossa Empresa dos meus sorteios mensais... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.estranhomasverdade.com/"&gt;http://www.estranhomasverdade.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;a href="http://www.e-farsas.com"&gt;www.e-farsas.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUAHUAHUA!!! Ô povo 'loco'. He he he!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comenta aí, galera!! T.R.F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114581723777852426?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114581723777852426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114581723777852426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114581723777852426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114581723777852426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/04/humor-o-calote-carta-enviada-por-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114539176896323648</id><published>2006-04-18T17:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:55:28.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FREQUÊNCIA 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/2218/920799jq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/2218/920799jq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoal, os meus amigos do “Freqüência 7” estão lançando um Cd demo com algumas de suas canções intitulado “Porque ficar parado?”.&lt;br /&gt;O objetivo desse Cd é arrecadar recursos pra gravar o cd oficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/3696/cdfrequencia77yn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img460.imageshack.us/img460/3696/cdfrequencia77yn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ‘Frequência’ é uma banda cearense, sem rótulos e que tem as mais diversas influências. Desde o hardcore ao hip hop, funk metal ao regional. O propósito da banda é divulgar suas ideologias fundamentadas na vida de Cristo, expondo em suas letras questões socias, éticas, morais e políticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os integrantes são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adson Oliveira&lt;/strong&gt; - Voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delsinho&lt;/strong&gt; - Programações /Teclado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anso&lt;/strong&gt; - Voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulinho Brasil&lt;/strong&gt; - Guitarra/Violão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estênio&lt;/strong&gt; - Baixo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DJ&lt;/strong&gt; - Bateria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer saber mais sobre o “Frequência 7” ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acesse os endereços da banda:&lt;br /&gt;FOTOLOG: &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/frequencia7"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/frequencia7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMUNIDADE NO ORKUT: &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=4802919"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=4802919&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAMA VIRTUAL: &lt;a href="http://www.tramavirtual.com.br/frequencia_7" target="_blank"&gt;www.tramavirtual.com.br/frequencia_7&lt;/a&gt; (Aqui você pode ouvir algumas das canções da banda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser adquirir o cd, tá saindo por R$ 10,00 e é só entrar em contato com algum dos integrantes da banda pelo Orkut ou pelo fotolog. Deixa um recado lá com o contato que eles te retornam.&lt;br /&gt;Vâmo lá pessoal.. apoiar a banda.. comprem o cd pra ajudar a galera do "Frequência 7" nesse projeto deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vlw! Abração para os meus amigos do "Frequência 7".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114539176896323648?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114539176896323648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114539176896323648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114539176896323648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114539176896323648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/04/frequncia-7-pessoal-os-meus-amigos-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114477447741874085</id><published>2006-04-11T13:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T18:59:04.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ABRIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img55.imageshack.us/img55/8874/5670397hc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img55.imageshack.us/img55/8874/5670397hc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 de abril de 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hoje, um ano depois do GRANDE susto!!&lt;br /&gt;O tempo vai fazendo o seu percurso&lt;br /&gt;E algumas vezes não queremos entender.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não entendo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus tem o seu porquê.&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem Seus planos e eu nem preciso entender,&lt;br /&gt;Porque Ele já me entende.&lt;br /&gt;Quando acontece algo forte,&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos da estabilidade Desse porto seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Porque as lembranças vêm e parecem tocar a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Profundo.&lt;br /&gt;As imagens passam como um filme..&lt;br /&gt;Que só é reprisado nos nossos pensamentos, nos nossos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Saudades!!! Muuuuuuitas!!&lt;br /&gt;O coração fica pequeno quando vem a lembrança&lt;br /&gt;E o olho fechadinho pra não deixar escapar nenhuma lágrima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Senhor, obrigado por permitir que ele tenha feito parte da minha vida. Sendo instrumento de amor, de ensino e bênçãos.&lt;br /&gt;Cumprida sua missão, hoje, ele ao Teu lado. Amém!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre te amei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu avô,&lt;br /&gt;ENOQUE NERES TEIXEIRA - 15.01.1935 – 11.04.2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.R.F.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114477447741874085?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114477447741874085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114477447741874085' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114477447741874085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114477447741874085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/04/abril-11-de-abril-de-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114333734035856130</id><published>2006-03-25T22:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:24:13.762-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alicia Keys &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img97.imageshack.us/img97/4774/1110375aliciakeys3200x2004bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img97.imageshack.us/img97/4774/1110375aliciakeys3200x2004bg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dica de uma música que nos faz refletir sobre o que realmente é importante para as nossas vidas. Uma bela letra, bela melodia e interpretação de Alicia Keys.&lt;br /&gt;Uma das minhas canções preferidas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;If I Ain't Got You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artista:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Álbum:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Diary of Alicia Keys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gravadora:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;SonyBMG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Site Oficial:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.aliciakeys.com"&gt;www.aliciakeys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people live for the fortune&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas vivem pela fortuna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people live just for the fame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas vivem pela fama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people live for the power, yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas vivem pelo poder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people live just to play the game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas vivem só pra jogar o jogo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people think that the physical things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas pensam que as coisas materiais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Define what's within&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definem o que elas são por dentro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been there before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu já me senti assim antes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But that life's a bore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a vida é morga (sem graça)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So full of the superficial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tão cheia de coisas superficiais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people want it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas querem tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas eu não quero nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se não for você querida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu não tiver você querida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas querem anéis de diamante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some just want everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas apenas querem tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas tudo significa nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu não tiver você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people search for a fountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas procuram por fontes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promises forever young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promessas para serem sempre jovens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people need three dozen roses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas precisam de três dúzias de rosas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that's the only way to prove you love them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para provar seu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in a world on a silver platter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E em um mundo de prato de prata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wondering what it means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu me pergunto o que isso importa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one to share, no one who truly cares for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém pra dividir e ninguém que realmente se importa comigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024534217462397250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/Rbq7P-mkOUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zKcRVS3QTdU/s200/aLICIA.IFIAINTGOTYOU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF I AIN’T GOT YOU – &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MP3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Links atualizados em 26.02.07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*BAIXE AQUI: [MP3]&lt;br /&gt;"If I ain't got you" - Original version - Alicia Keys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13537469/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13537469/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Spanish version – Alicia Keys feat. Arturo Sandoval&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13540169/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You__Spanish_Version_feat_Arturo_Sandoval_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13540169/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You__Spanish_Version_feat_Arturo_Sandoval_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Duet version – Alicia Keys feat. Usher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13541704/Alicia_Keys_feat._Usher_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13541704/Alicia_Keys_feat._Usher_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Unplugged version – Alicia Keys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13544391/Alicia_Keys_-_Unplugged_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13544391/Alicia_Keys_-_Unplugged_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Kanye Remix version – Alicia Keys &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13545288/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You_-_Kanye_Remix.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13545288/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You_-_Kanye_Remix.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Piano Vocal version – Alicia Keys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13549813/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You__Piano_Vocal_Version_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13549813/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_Got_You__Piano_Vocal_Version_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Acapella version – Alicia Keys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13552559/Alicia_Keys_-_If__I_Ain_t_Got_You__Acapella_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13552559/Alicia_Keys_-_If__I_Ain_t_Got_You__Acapella_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BAIXE AQUI:[MP3] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“If I ain’t got you” – Instrumental version – Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/13555649/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_got_you__Instrumental_.mp3.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/13555649/Alicia_Keys_-_If_I_Ain_t_got_you__Instrumental_.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF I AIN’T GOT YOU – &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vídeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/5521/capvideo19yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5vyCkL9gM8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Comentem, BLZ!&lt;br /&gt;T.R.F&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114333734035856130?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114333734035856130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114333734035856130' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114333734035856130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114333734035856130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/03/music-alicia-keys-dica-de-uma-msica.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/Rbq7P-mkOUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zKcRVS3QTdU/s72-c/aLICIA.IFIAINTGOTYOU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114333462150303102</id><published>2006-03-25T21:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:14:49.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPEN THE BOX!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/8158/4729056ez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/8158/4729056ez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Súbito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casualmente, escolhemos dias para pensar&lt;br /&gt;E entender a linguagem que nosso corpo insiste em expressar.&lt;br /&gt;Paramos para refletir sem nem sabermos o “porquê?”.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que é o dia em que nossa mente funciona e,&lt;br /&gt;Nesse período de lucidez levantamos as mais revolucionárias questões.&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca quis salvar o mundo e colocar todos sob sua proteção?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez quando fomos crianças...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez agora.&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser por que alguns permanecem crianças,&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda acreditam que o ser humano não é capaz de causar o mal.&lt;br /&gt;Somos todos tão BONS! Tão ESPECIAIS!&lt;br /&gt;Somos tão evoluídos que conseguimos nos adaptar a qualquer situação,&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive de ver a guerra todos os dias na nossa tv e nem lembrar que ela está acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;Somos tão INTELIGENTES que aceitamos de primeiro momento tudo o que nos impõem,&lt;br /&gt;É a notícia tendenciosa, é o descumprimento das regras, são os valores vazios...&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade é que há falta deles.&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser porque...&lt;br /&gt;“Coisas importantes não devem ser discutidas”,&lt;br /&gt;Assim somos nós.&lt;br /&gt;Pois quem no dia-a-dia conversa com o colega ao lado sobre sentimentos, sobre a preservação do ambiente, sobre os milhares que morrem diariamente e nós sem nada a fazer?&lt;br /&gt;Mas é que é MUITO chato isso.&lt;br /&gt;Bom é não ter o que falar e viver no individualismo sossegado.&lt;br /&gt;“Eu me importo é comigo”.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes há um alguém ao teu lado que está como um tronco velho à beira de um precipício, e você nem nota.&lt;br /&gt;Você não quer saber,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda se choca quando o tronco cai.&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser alguém te lembrando que algo poderia ter sido feito pra evitar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois passa...&lt;br /&gt;“Somos bons pra esquecer”.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes num dia você pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;“-Como você está?”&lt;br /&gt;Mas quantas vezes você quer saber de verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas dessas vezes você realmente está preocupado com esta pessoa?&lt;br /&gt;Acostumamos a nos alimentar errado.&lt;br /&gt;Alimentamos nossa aparência, nossa preguiça, nossa raiva, nosso medo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o armário de mantimentos da nossa alma está vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos valores, nossa conciência, nossos sonhos não estão como prioridade.&lt;br /&gt;Agora preferimos o que beneficia nosso espelho, nosso ego e nosso bolso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“-Senhor, que não sejamos sempre tão momentâneos”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.R.F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pessoal, deixem seus comentários pra que eu possa saber que vocês estiveram por aqui, BLZ!! Abração!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114333462150303102?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114333462150303102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114333462150303102' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114333462150303102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114333462150303102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/03/open-box-o-sbito-casualmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114279678165685699</id><published>2006-03-19T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:32:47.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANUAL DE INSTRUÇÕES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma caixa.&lt;br /&gt;Várias faces..&lt;br /&gt;A Informação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linguagem da caixa:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img378.imageshack.us/img378/7627/artigo4np.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img378.imageshack.us/img378/7627/artigo4np.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Artigos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img453.imageshack.us/img453/4341/notcias1qw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img453.imageshack.us/img453/4341/notcias1qw.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Notícias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/1407/curiosidades2cp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/1407/curiosidades2cp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Curiosidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/9766/composies7se.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/9766/composies7se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Composições.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/7849/cinema4wv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/7849/cinema4wv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cinema.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/7149/msicas3fq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/7149/msicas3fq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Música.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/6149/videos3zh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/6149/videos3zh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Vídeo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/1715/humor9tu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/1715/humor9tu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espérate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114279678165685699?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114279678165685699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114279678165685699' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114279678165685699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114279678165685699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/03/manual-de-instrues-uma-caixa.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24315442.post-114271453622161291</id><published>2006-03-18T16:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T03:22:44.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A GÊNESE DA CAIXA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/8585/boxinbox8ao.gif   "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img71.imageshack.us/img71/8585/boxinbox8ao.gif   " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomeando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visualizando..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And now the T.Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img92.imageshack.us/img92/4356/doiboxhires5if.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img92.imageshack.us/img92/4356/doiboxhires5if.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24315442-114271453622161291?l=tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/feeds/114271453622161291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24315442&amp;postID=114271453622161291' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114271453622161291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24315442/posts/default/114271453622161291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarcisiorocha.blogspot.com/2006/03/gnese-da-caixa.html' title=''/><author><name>Tarcísio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082347518629082895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WMQuIfCkNJc/R-Wuwcxj3tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/imyKxtTWWNM/S220/tizo+boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
