<?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-17321654</id><updated>2012-01-09T22:34:54.866-03:00</updated><category term='tom'/><category term='inglês'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='culinária'/><category term='massa'/><category term='estatistica'/><category term='bolo'/><category term='rosas'/><category term='jogos'/><category term='los alamos'/><category term='tapioca'/><category term='receita'/><category term='africa'/><category term='moody'/><category term='montage-a-google'/><category term='foto'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='iTunes'/><category term='neve'/><category term='gato'/><category term='video'/><category term='resenhas'/><category term='inverno'/><category term='livros'/><category term='flash pops tv'/><category term='leao'/><category term='pancakes'/><category term='vocabulário'/><category term='filmes'/><title type='text'>Blog da Manu</title><subtitle type='html'>Esse blog era pra ter de tudo um pouco, mas é altamente tendencioso para assuntos culinários :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-1727017595640668349</id><published>2012-01-09T22:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:34:07.143-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Cookies de Chocolate com Amêndoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKT1RG3UMDI/TwuTA_GqggI/AAAAAAAAJjw/Rp15aGf5UjY/s1600/DSC_0469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKT1RG3UMDI/TwuTA_GqggI/AAAAAAAAJjw/Rp15aGf5UjY/s400/DSC_0469.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esses cookies são uma delícia e fáceis de fazer! A receita &lt;a href="http://www.davidlebovitz.com/2010/08/salted-butter-chocolate-chip-cookies-recipe/" target="_blank"&gt;original&lt;/a&gt; (em inglês) é do David Lebovitz, um &lt;i&gt;chef&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;americano e que foi morar em Paris e que eu adoro! Ele tem muitas receitas maravilhosas. Além desses cookies recomendo também o &lt;a href="http://www.davidlebovitz.com/2008/05/perfect-chocola/" target="_blank"&gt;mousse de chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(assunto para um outro post).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlLGWg5EK1Q/TwuS_kWphlI/AAAAAAAAJjo/bTljLF44nO8/s1600/DSC_0471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlLGWg5EK1Q/TwuS_kWphlI/AAAAAAAAJjo/bTljLF44nO8/s400/DSC_0471.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu praticamente usei a receita original, modificando apenas a quantidade de chocolate para 170g o que é o tamanho padrão atual de uma barra de chocolate. Usei o chocolate meio-amargo da Nestlé e amêndoas (tostei no forno por uns 10 minutos). Eu deixei a massa resfriar de um dia para o outro na geladeira, como ele recomenda. Se usar manteiga sem sal, adicione 1/4 ou 1/2 colher de chá de sal à massa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bU3Jr5_DH1k/TwuS-bKd7wI/AAAAAAAAJjg/P1GZYAiuuKQ/s1600/DSC_0480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="110" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bU3Jr5_DH1k/TwuS-bKd7wI/AAAAAAAAJjg/P1GZYAiuuKQ/s400/DSC_0480.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;115g de manteiga com sal, em temperatura ambiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2/3 de xícara de açúcar mascavo, bem compacto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de açúcar granulado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 ovo grande, em temperatura ambiente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 colher de chá de essência ou extrato de baunilha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 1/3 de xícara de chá de farinha de trigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 colher de chá de bicarbonato de sódio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 colher de chá de sal granulado (ou gourmet)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;200g (ou uma barra) de chocolate meio-amargo picado grosseiramente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1 xícara de chá de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;amêndoas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;nozes, ou castanhas tostadas e picadas grosseiramente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Modo de preparo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Na tigela de uma batedeira, ou à mão, bata a manteiga, o açúcar mascavo e o açúcar granulado até que fique um creme liso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Adicione o ovo e a baunilha e bata bem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Numa tigela pequena, misture a farinha, o bicarbonato de sódio e o sal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Desligue a batedeira. Adicione aos poucos a farinha e misture à mão só o suficiente para unir os ingredientes (cuidado para não bater demais). Depois misture o chocolate picado e as nozes picadas. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Cubra e depois resfrie a massa até que ela fique firme (É preferível deixá-la descansar de um dia para o outro).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. Para assar os biscoitos, pré-aqueça o forno a 180ºC ou use o forno médio. Forre duas assadeiras com papel manteiga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Com a ajuda de uma colher, faça montinhos arredondados da massa de mais ou menos 3cm de diâmetro e os coloque igualmente separados nas assadeiras. Achate um pouco os montes com uma espátula de forma que eles não fiquem mais com o topo arredondado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. Asse os biscoitos por 10 minutos, virando as assadeiras na metade do tempo. À essa altura, os biscoitos não devem estar dourados.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Retire-os do forno e rapidamente bata com uma espátula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;levemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;o topo de cada biscoito e depois retorne-os para o forno e asse-os por mais 2 ou 5 minutos até que o topo dos biscoitos fiquem levemente dourados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. Retire-os do forno e os deixe esfriar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Esses biscoitos podem ser guardados em temperatura ambiente em um recipiente vedado por até 5 dias. A massa pode ser mantida refrigerada por até uma semana ou congelada por um ou dois meses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-1727017595640668349?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/1727017595640668349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=1727017595640668349' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/1727017595640668349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/1727017595640668349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2012/01/cookies-de-chocolate-com-amendoas.html' title='Cookies de Chocolate com Amêndoas'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NKT1RG3UMDI/TwuTA_GqggI/AAAAAAAAJjw/Rp15aGf5UjY/s72-c/DSC_0469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-9126594486199729315</id><published>2011-04-04T23:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:33:35.130-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massa'/><title type='text'>Spaghettoni con Pesto alla Santa Margherita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iw4Q0u8pxhA/TZp6U2UAhiI/AAAAAAAAJPc/55bpWKol37A/s1600/DSC_0285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iw4Q0u8pxhA/TZp6U2UAhiI/AAAAAAAAJPc/55bpWKol37A/s400/DSC_0285.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Uma receita simples mas muito saborosa e com a cara da Itália (pelo menos é como imagino). Ano que vem eu digo se é isso mesmo ou não. O molho pesto eu fiz com basilico (manjericão) do meu jardim e ele tem a folha mais graúda, diferente das variedades que encontramos nos supermercados de Fortaleza. Fiz num pilão de pedra que eu tenho, mas pode ser feito no processador ou no liquidificador. Cuidado que o gosto pode ficar diferente. Os puristas podem observar que não usei pine nuts porque acho que nem existe aqui em Fortaleza e não faz muita diferença no sabor final. Em último caso, pode-se comprar o molho pronto, mas garanto que perde toda a graça! Vou ficar devendo uma foto do prato pronto, acabei esquecendo de tirar. A receita original do molho é de Patricia Wells, no livro &lt;a href="http://www.patriciawells.com/books/trattoria-cooking-by-patricia-wells"&gt;Patricia Wells' Trattoria Cooking&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 pacote de spaghettoni, spaghetti ou qualquer outra massa de boa qualidade. Gosto muito da barilla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 dentes de alhos grandes descascados e com o brotinho verde retirado (se tiver) deixa o alho muito amargo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sal a gosto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 xícaras de folhas de manjericão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de chá de azeite de oliva de boa qualidade (os melhores possuem acidez &amp;lt; 0.5%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 tomate maduro mas firme, sem pele e sem sementes cortado em pedaços (veja abaixo a dica para retirar a pele do tomate facilmente)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de queijo parmesão fresco ralado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de salsinha picada (opcional)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Modo de preparo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Cozinhe a massa em bastante água conforme as instruções do pacote.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Enquanto a água ferve, coloque uma outra panelinha com água para ferver. Faça um corte em x não muito profundo no tomate na parte oposta a que ficava o talo e ponha na panelinha com água fervente por 20 segundos. Retire o tomate e deixe esfriar um pouco. Depois descasque-o puxando pela pele junto ao corte que você fez no passo anterior. Perceba que a pele sai facilmente. Corte-o ao meio, retire as sementes e corte-o em pedacinhos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. No pilão, amasse o alho com o sal até obter uma pasta. Aos poucos vá adicionando as folhas de manjericão, sempre amassando bem para obter uma pasta quase homogênea. Depois adicione aos poucos e alternadamente o azeite e o tomate sempre amassando bem em cada adição.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Por fim adicione o queijo ralado e misture. Reserve.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Quando a massa estiver al dente, escorra a água, mas deixando a massa úmida para ajudar na absorção do molho. Junte o molho mexendo bem com dois garfos. Sirva logo a seguir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-9126594486199729315?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/9126594486199729315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=9126594486199729315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/9126594486199729315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/9126594486199729315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2011/04/spaghettoni-con-pesto-alla-santa.html' title='Spaghettoni con Pesto alla Santa Margherita'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iw4Q0u8pxhA/TZp6U2UAhiI/AAAAAAAAJPc/55bpWKol37A/s72-c/DSC_0285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-5779832998153901068</id><published>2011-02-25T18:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:34:54.875-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddnHEyljNLk/TWgdGYmZ1yI/AAAAAAAAJLI/VZmKdnwXXEE/s1600/DSC_0277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddnHEyljNLk/TWgdGYmZ1yI/AAAAAAAAJLI/VZmKdnwXXEE/s400/DSC_0277.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nos últimos meses, eu testei 3 receitas diferentes de bolo de chocolate, que pretendo publicar em uma série de posts aqui no blog. São receitas de origens diferentes: uma brasileira, outra americana e uma francesa. Como o título desse post sugere, a receita de hoje é a americana. Resolvi publicá-la primeiro porque é a que eu tenho feito com mais frequência e lembrei de tirar uma foto. Bem fácil de fazer! O bolo fica bem molhadinho, não muito doce e tão gostoso que quando eu faço, desaparece num piscar de olhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A receita original (em inglês) está disponível no site do &lt;a href="http://www.food52.com/recipes/2835_chocolate_bundt_cake"&gt;food52&lt;/a&gt;. Eu faço um pouco diferente, como vocês poderão notar na receita abaixo. Ao invés de usar uma xícara de sour milk (leite azedo) eu uso meia xícara de leite integral e meia xícara de iogurte natural. Eu já fiz com iogurte desnatado e também ficou bom, mas não sei se fazendo também com o leite desnatado vai funcionar. Se um dia eu tentar eu atualizo o post. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate Bundt Cake (com iogurte)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 xícaras de açúcar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 3/4 xícaras de farinha de trigo sem fermento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3/4 xícaras de chocolate em pó (eu uso o do fradinho) e mais um pouco para untar a forma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 colher de chá de sal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 colher de chá de fermento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 colheres de chá de bicarbonato de sódio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de leite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de iogurte natural (ou desnatado)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 xícara de café bem forte passado na hora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 xícara de óleo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 ovos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 colher de chá de baunilha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preparo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Pré-aqueça o forno a 180ºC e unte uma forma com um buraco no centro com manteiga e chocolate em pó. Reserve-a.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Em uma tigela, peneire o açúcar, a farinha, chocolate em pó, sal, fermento e o bicarbonato. Reserve.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Numa batedeira em baixa velocidade, misture o leite, iogurte, café, óleo, os ovos e a baunilha, adicionando um ingrediente por vez. Misture até que fica uma mistura homogênea. Com a batedeira ainda ligada em baixa velocidade, adicione a mistura da farinha aos poucos. Uma vez que toda a farinha foi adicionada, continue batendo a massa por mais 4 minutos em velocidade média.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Despeje a massa na forma untada e leve ao forno para assar por mais ou menos 45 minutos ou até que um palito inserido no centro saia limpo. Sempre cheque o bolo antes dos 45 minutos porque pode ser que fique pronto antes do tempo. Se passar do ponto ele fica seco. Depois de pronto retire do forno e deixe esfriar por uns 10 minutos antes de desenformar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-5779832998153901068?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/5779832998153901068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=5779832998153901068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5779832998153901068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5779832998153901068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2011/02/chocolate-cake.html' title='Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ddnHEyljNLk/TWgdGYmZ1yI/AAAAAAAAJLI/VZmKdnwXXEE/s72-c/DSC_0277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-7182994704015196364</id><published>2009-08-26T01:31:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:03:57.728-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Coffee Crunch Bars (Receita Secreta)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tPU9NsTGZDgwmYvdGF-R1w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Xz0wl743sns/SpS6cIyr8tI/AAAAAAAAFL4/ynNBEKzNNCc/s400/DSC_0572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Cooking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;A história dessas barras é longa! Desde quando elas apareceram na revista Bon Appétit de fevereiro que eu tinha vontade de fazer (e comer, principalmente) mas não dava certo. Como decidimos reunir as meninas para mais um café, resolvi levar essas barras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;O artigo que acompanha essa receita na revista é tão convincente, que se torna quase impossível de não querer fazer. Ainda mais que a receita era supostamente secreta, presente na família há 3 gerações... Eu só não contava com uma coisa! Recentemente, procurando pela receita no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bonappetit.com/magazine/2009/02/when_coffee_goes_crunch"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;site da revista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;, descobri que ela tinha péssimas reviews! Não consegui acreditar no que eu lia! Lendo os comentários com calma, vi que o problema era que a receita tinha sido modificada pela equipe da cozinha de testes da revista antes de ser publicada. No final das contas, a receita não prestava mais. Felizmente, uma alma caridosa da revista publicou a receita original nos comentários, e foi essa que usei (com apenas 1 substituição) para fazer as barrinhas. No final elas ficaram bem gostosas, e como não são difíceis de fazer, eu recomendo. Só procure saber se no Brasil há tipos diferentes de açúcar mascavo, porque a receita usa um claro e um escuro. O escuro é parecido com o açúcar mascavo normal do Brasil. Qualquer coisa é só procurar por "light brown sugar substitution" no google que sempre aparecem outras opções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Coffee Crunch Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Adaptada de Leah Reich e sua avó, Mamie Chaiffetz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Rendimento: 24 barras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;2 xícaras de farinha de trigo (sem ser branqueada) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/2 colher de chá de fermento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/4 colher de chá de sal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;230g de manteiga sem sal (em temperatura ambiente) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/2 xícara de chá (bem prensada) de açúcar mascavo claro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/2 xícara de chá (bem prensada) de açúcar mascavo escuro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/2 colher de chá de extrato de amêndoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;2 colheres de sopa de café em pó instantâneo para expresso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1/2 xícara de chá de amêndoas fatiadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1 xícara de chá de gotas de chocolate meio-amargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Modo de preparo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Pré-aqueça o forno em 180ºC. Numa tigela média, misture a farinha, o fermento e o sal. Usando uma outra tigela na batedeira, faça um creme com a manteiga e os açúcares, batendo até que a mistura fique um pouco mais clare e bem aerada (mais ou menos uns 2 minutos). Adicione o extrato de amêndoas e o café instantâneo, batendo por mais 1 minuto. Usando uma colher de pau, adicione a farinha ao creme em três doses, misturando apenas o suficiente para a absorção da farinha. Depois adicione as amêndoas e o chocolate à massa, que a essa altura deve estar bem grossa. Vire a massa em uma assadeira rasa não untada de mais ou menos 30cm x 45cm. Usando as mãos, pressione a massa com cuidado na forma até formar um quadrado de 30cm x 30cm e de modo que a superfície fique por igual. Asse por mais ou menos uns 25 minutos, ou até que as arestas estejam douradas e a parte de cima esteja firme. Deixe esfriar na forma por 1 minuto e então, ainda quente, corte a massa em 24 (4 x 6) barras. Note que as barras ainda estarão um pouco moles nessa hora. Transfira com cuidado para uma grade para que elas esfriem completamente (elas endurecem enquanto esfriam).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Observação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; As barras duram por até 5 dias se guardadas em um recipiente fechado. O sabor melhora com o tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-7182994704015196364?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/7182994704015196364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=7182994704015196364' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7182994704015196364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7182994704015196364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-crunch-bars-receita-secreta.html' title='Coffee Crunch Bars (Receita Secreta)'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Xz0wl743sns/SpS6cIyr8tI/AAAAAAAAFL4/ynNBEKzNNCc/s72-c/DSC_0572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-613836572476761719</id><published>2009-07-07T03:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:37:27.902-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O dia em que eu cheguei mais perto de voar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ChSc-Oa7C_0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/613836572476761719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/613836572476761719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-dia-em-que-eu-cheguei-mais-perto-de.html' title='O dia em que eu cheguei mais perto de voar...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-1947297370054299073</id><published>2008-12-15T00:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:47:48.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale a pena ver de novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/05/manu-va-visitar-su-hermana-d.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ela vem me visitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-1947297370054299073?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/1947297370054299073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=1947297370054299073' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/1947297370054299073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/1947297370054299073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2008/12/vale-pena-ver-de-novo.html' title='Vale a pena ver de novo'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-2600868230254353595</id><published>2008-04-27T12:39:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:21:08.631-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Café da manhã à la americana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking/photo#5193959882186999922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/emanuelemarques/SBSm_ntiyHI/AAAAAAAAA-g/QYl1l909SnI/s288/DSC03264.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Eu estava doida que chegasse o fim-de-semana para testar uma nova receita de pancakes (não gosto de traduzir como panqueca, porque pra mim, panqueca é outra coisa, então vou usar o termo em inglês mesmo). Eu já tinha testado a receita que aparece no filme "No Reservations" (Título em Português: Sem Reservas) com Catherine Zeta-Jones, Aaron Eckhart e a menina que está em todas, Abigail Breslin (de Little Miss Sunshine). Pra quem ainda não assistiu ao filme, acho que já está disponível em DVD e o trailer legendado pode ser visto no &lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=jO3t4h7lwzs"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queira deixar a receita um pouco mais saudável entao eu resolvi substituir parte da farinha de trigo por farinha de trigo integral e as pancakes continuaram deliciosas. Pra completar, eu fiz um molho de morangos que copiei de uma outra receita que combinou muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui segue a receita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pancakes Integrais com Molho de Morango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rendimento: 4 porções (+/- 3 pancakes por pessoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numa tigela peneire os seguintes ingredientes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3/4 xícara de farinha de trigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3/4 xícara de farinha de trigo integral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de sopa de fermento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 colheres de sopa de açúcar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de chá de sal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numa outra tigela, misture bem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 ovos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 1/2 xícara de chá de leite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de chá de essência de baunilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Depois acrescente os ingredientes secos bem devagar, continuando misturando até que fique uma massa homogênea. Não bata de mais, só até que misture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esquente uma panela e ponha a manteiga ou margarina. A panela deve estar quente o bastante para derreter a manteiga, mas sem escurecer. Coloque 1/4 de xícara de massa na panela e em mais ou menos 2,5 minutos vire a pancake. Guarde as pancakes prontas no forno aquecido em 100º C, enquanto você termina as outras, assim elas se conservam quentinhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sirva 1/4 de molho de morango (receita abaixo) num pratinho, fazendo tipo uma e ponha 3 pancakes em cima. Se você tiver açúcar de confeiteiro, polvilhe um pouco em cima para enfeitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molho de morango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rendimento: 4 porções (1/3 de xícara por porção)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;br /&gt;250g de morangos frescos (+/- 2 xícaras de chá)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de sopa de maple syrup (acho que dá pra substituir por 2 colheres de sopa de açúcar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1/2 colher de chá de suco de limão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bata os morangos num processador ou liquidificador no pulsar, mas só um pouco para os morangos ainda ficarem pedaçudos. Passe os morangos para uma panelinha em fogo bem baixinho, apenas aqueça o suficiente para amornar os morangos. Coloque o limão e o maple syrup (ou açúcar), misture e sirva. Também vai muito bem com sorvete de creme ou  iogurte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-2600868230254353595?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/2600868230254353595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=2600868230254353595' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/2600868230254353595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/2600868230254353595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2008/04/caf-da-manh-la-americana.html' title='Café da manhã à la americana'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/emanuelemarques/SBSm_ntiyHI/AAAAAAAAA-g/QYl1l909SnI/s72-c/DSC03264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-5650642873923973501</id><published>2008-04-25T02:33:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:45:08.256-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Meus videos favoritos no YouTube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aqui onde eu trabalho Macs são praticamente maioria. Como eles são bem mais acessíveis aqui do que no Brasil, já vou no meu segundo mac e virei uma Mac fã. Não sei se vocês já viram os &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/getamac/ads/"&gt;comerciais&lt;/a&gt;, mas para o povo que conhece e gosta de Macs eles são muito engraçados. &lt;img src="http://emanuelemarques.googlepages.com/laugh.png" border="0" /&gt; Sim, mas o post não é sobre isso, e sim, sobre a versão South Park disponível no YouTube, que eu coloco aqui:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-22EpQOm8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-22EpQOm8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meu segundo vídeo favorito e esse acho que vai agradar aos fãs de Star Wars, principalmente meu caríssimo amigo Wellington Wagner. Mas é preciso saber um pouco de inglês pra entender o que essa garotinha de 3 anos de idade diz ao descrever o 4o episódio de Star Wars. Acho a coisa mais fofa do mundo quando ela diz: " The shining guy... The shining guy always worries!" Se referindo ao C3PO. É muito interessante ver como ela usa o vocabulário que ela tem, pra descrever as cenas. Valeu &lt;a href="http://www.adrianapicoral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adriana&lt;/a&gt; por ter indicado o vídeo. &lt;img src="http://emanuelemarques.googlepages.com/laugh.png" border="0" /&gt;  A versão que eu coloco aqui tem uns clipes do filme, assim dá pra associar com o que ela fala, mas o original está &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBM854BTGL0"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MVyNnyLbcXM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MVyNnyLbcXM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E pra concluir o post, esse outro vídeo mostra as "sutilezas" da língua inglesa com relação a pronúncia. Acho a voz do narrador igualzinha a do Robin Williams. &lt;img src="http://emanuelemarques.googlepages.com/laugh.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m1TnzCiUSI0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m1TnzCiUSI0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/17321654-5650642873923973501?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/5650642873923973501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=5650642873923973501' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5650642873923973501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5650642873923973501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2008/04/meus-videos-favoritos-no-youtube.html' title='Meus videos favoritos no YouTube'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-14558894501849027</id><published>2007-09-14T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:08:35.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rus3S4nWuaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tUUtI6Ej3BM/s1600-h/Image009-734670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rus3S4nWuaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tUUtI6Ej3BM/s320/Image009-734670.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110238999756585378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As nuvens mais estranhas que eu ja vi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-14558894501849027?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/14558894501849027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=14558894501849027' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/14558894501849027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/14558894501849027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-nuvens-mais-estranhas-que-eu-ja-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rus3S4nWuaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/tUUtI6Ej3BM/s72-c/Image009-734670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-8433417221775427213</id><published>2007-08-29T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:08:36.048-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RtYoV_YKipI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/-rR964qA68I/s1600-h/Image008-751689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RtYoV_YKipI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/-rR964qA68I/s320/Image008-751689.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104311585926187666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Minha nova vista. Estou adorando!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-8433417221775427213?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/8433417221775427213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=8433417221775427213' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8433417221775427213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8433417221775427213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/minha-nova-vista.html' title=''/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RtYoV_YKipI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/-rR964qA68I/s72-c/Image008-751689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-4500480784538752025</id><published>2007-08-29T01:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:34:54.605-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom'/><title type='text'>O adeus do Tom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/27/45123909_741e8b6d14_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/27/45123909_741e8b6d14_d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/MyCats/photo#5103982342323210834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RtT85fYKilI/AAAAAAAAAgo/70tB4yx-Njc/s144/DSC00020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/MyCats/photo#5103982411042687602"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RtT89fYKinI/AAAAAAAAAg4/s3pcbf0sxow/s144/DSC00072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/MyCats/photo#5103982380977916514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/emanuelemarques/RtT87vYKimI/AAAAAAAAAgw/h2NbcEsCU0g/s144/DSC00060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Menina, por que não cantas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Ah, porque não posso... Perdi o Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Assim mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;De repente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-4500480784538752025?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/4500480784538752025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=4500480784538752025' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/4500480784538752025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/4500480784538752025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-adeus-do-tom.html' title='O adeus do Tom.'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-5111873010760441635</id><published>2007-08-17T03:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:08:36.328-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flash pops tv'/><title type='text'>Flash Pops TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsVFfvYKiMI/AAAAAAAAAao/77Wlm4F6fZw/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsVFfvYKiMI/AAAAAAAAAao/77Wlm4F6fZw/s200/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099558564663036098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;O pessoal do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www2.uol.com.br/flashpops/index.shtml"&gt;Flash Pops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; lançou mais um joguinho: o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www2.uol.com.br/flashpops/jogos/fptv.shtml"&gt;Flash Pops TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;. O objetivo é acertar o nome do programa ouvindo a música. São 64 atrações e tem de tudo um pouco: novelas, seriados, desenhos e outros programas, alguns deles bem antigões. E se você ainda não jogou a versões de filmes, não deixe de conferir também, mas deixe para o fim-de-semana porque os jogos são viciantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://emanuelemarques.googlepages.com/laugh.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-5111873010760441635?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/5111873010760441635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=5111873010760441635' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5111873010760441635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/5111873010760441635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/flash-pops-tv.html' title='Flash Pops TV'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsVFfvYKiMI/AAAAAAAAAao/77Wlm4F6fZw/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-3630392912980357775</id><published>2007-08-14T11:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:08:36.615-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iTunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><title type='text'>Música que combina com seu humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsHA25QKV9I/AAAAAAAAAac/mycmgtw1w_0/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsHA25QKV9I/AAAAAAAAAac/mycmgtw1w_0/s200/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098568302474188754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dia desses eu encontrei um par perfeito pro iTunes. O nome é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.crayonroom.com/moody.php"&gt;Moody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; (eu traduziria "de veneta") Você marca as músicas de acordo com o seu humor (representado em um diagrama de cor) e depois é só clicar na cor que você quer ouvir. Essa informação é guardada como parte da id-3 da música e você escolhe se quer salvar como parte do campo compositor ou como comentário. Está disponível para Mac e Windows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-3630392912980357775?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/3630392912980357775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=3630392912980357775' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3630392912980357775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3630392912980357775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/msica-que-combina-com-seu-humor.html' title='Música que combina com seu humor'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/RsHA25QKV9I/AAAAAAAAAac/mycmgtw1w_0/s72-c/Picture+9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-281363005881768449</id><published>2007-08-11T20:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:07:25.157-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tapioca'/><title type='text'>Saudade da minha terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando eu cheguei aqui, eu não sabia fazer tapioca. Achava que nunca ia achar goma por aqui, mas tem na loja de produtos brasileiros em Salt Lake City. Não é das melhores, mas é melhor do que nada. Eu pedi pra minha irmã filmar a Neta fazendo tapioca e me mandar pra eu fazer aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Antes que vocês perguntem, ainda não tenho  a categoria da Neta pra virar a tapioca :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGKcLrDZKsE"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGKcLrDZKsE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&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/17321654-281363005881768449?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/281363005881768449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=281363005881768449' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/281363005881768449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/281363005881768449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/saudade-da-minha-terra.html' title='Saudade da minha terra'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-539682907654920371</id><published>2007-08-09T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:45:03.762-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leao'/><title type='text'>Batalha Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mais de 10 milhões de pessoas já conferiram esse vídeo feito por um amador sortudo que deixou muito profissional morrendo de inveja.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/17321654-539682907654920371?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/539682907654920371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=539682907654920371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/539682907654920371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/539682907654920371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/08/briga-de-gigantes.html' title='Batalha Animal'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-753675133199557626</id><published>2007-07-08T14:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:43:27.603-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los alamos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3766/2114/1600/z/911354/Image001-742803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3766/2114/320/z/501479/Image001-742803.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Em 1956, como não havia cemitério em Los Alamos, plantavam-se rosas em memória daqueles que morreram. O jardim é mantido por voluntários até hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-753675133199557626?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/753675133199557626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=753675133199557626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/753675133199557626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/753675133199557626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/07/em-1956-como-nao-havia-cemiterio-em-los.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/749/261035905679675/1600/z/276667/Image006-777967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/749/261035905679675/320/z/40279/Image006-777967.jpg" width="320"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-7582236439028232536?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/7582236439028232536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=7582236439028232536' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7582236439028232536'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rj4VHJEpRGI/AAAAAAAAADg/bHkEzhGZF3A/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rj4VHJEpRGI/AAAAAAAAADg/bHkEzhGZF3A/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061506243649684578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://grant.robinson.name/projects/montage-a-google/"&gt;montage-a-google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; é uma das coisas legais que a gente encontra na web. Ele cria uma montagem a partir dos resultados gerados pelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://images.google.com/"&gt;Google Image Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;. A montagem acima foi gerada com um grid de 20 imagens por linha, buscando pelo termo "sea". Essa é uma maneira muito inusitada de representar os resultados de uma busca e que pode gerar imagens co padrões de cores muito interessantes, tais como algumas disponíveis no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tags/montageagoogle/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-7591538351571808949?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/7591538351571808949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=7591538351571808949' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7591538351571808949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7591538351571808949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/05/montage-google.html' title='Montage-a-google'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rj4VHJEpRGI/AAAAAAAAADg/bHkEzhGZF3A/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-8271507460205943155</id><published>2007-03-18T02:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T03:02:51.699-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Banana Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking/photo?authkey=Ly8RB8jBVtg#5043136579169993586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RfzR_8M0w3I/AAAAAAAAABE/03P8Af5L4Bc/s400/DSC02521.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Essa receita também é campeã! Certamente é uma boa pedida para aquele cafezinho do final da tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Banana Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ingredientes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;4 bananas nanicas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2 ovos inteiros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1⁄2 xícara de chá de óleo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1/3 xícara chá de leite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2 xícaras chá de farinha de trigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 1⁄2 xícara chá de açúcar (se a banana for doce, pode reduzir para uma xícara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 colher de sobremesa de essência de baunilha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 colher de sopa de canela em pó &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 colher de sobremesa de fermento em pó &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 colher de chá de bicarbonato de sódio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1⁄4 xícara de chá de uva-passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1⁄4 xícara de chá de nozes ou castanha grosseiramente picada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Preparo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1. Ligue o forno em temperatura média (180 graus). Unte uma forma com furo no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;meio: espalhe um pouco de manteiga com um pedaço de papel-toalha para ficar bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;uniforme e polvilhe farinha de trigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2. Num recipiente, peneire todos os ingredientes secos. Reserve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;3. Amasse as bananas com um garfo, formando um purê. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;4. Num recipiente, coloque as bananas amassadas, os ovos, o óleo, as uvas-passas e a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;baunilha. Misture bem com uma colher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5. Adicione, aos poucos, os ingredientes secos, alternando com o leite. Misture até &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ficar uma massa homogênea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;6. Coloque a massa do bolo na forma untada. Se quiser espalhe um pouco de nozes ou castanhas grosseiramente picadas sobre a massa já na forma e leve para assar por cerca de 35 minutos, ou até que o palito saia limpo quando espetado no centro do bolo e a superfície comece a dourar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-8271507460205943155?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/8271507460205943155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=8271507460205943155' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8271507460205943155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8271507460205943155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/03/banana-cake.html' title='Banana Cake'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-6463171163543316109</id><published>2007-03-03T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:52:17.123-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Bolo mole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking/photo?authkey=Ly8RB8jBVtg#5037740994697652514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RemmvltgaSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EavKCopVFfs/s288/DSC02502.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que o blog está mais para um blog de receitas, do que qualquer outra coisa, mas eu não resisto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Esse bolo é super fácil de fazer e uma delícia pra tomar com café. O ideal é fazer de noite pra comer no café-da-manhã do dia seguinte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Bolo mole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4 colheres de sopa de margarina/manteiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4 ovos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4 xícaras de chá de leite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2 xícaras de chá de açúcar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2 xícaras de chá de farinha de trigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1 lata de leite condensado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Preparo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pre-aqueça o forno em 180ºC e unte uma forma de buraco no meio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Bata todos os ingredientes no liqüidificador (divida a receita em duas vezes, se o seu liqüdificador for pequeno) por 5 minutos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Asse o bolo por mais ou menos 1 hora ou até que colocando o palito saia limpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17321654-6463171163543316109?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/6463171163543316109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=6463171163543316109' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/6463171163543316109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/6463171163543316109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/03/bolo-mole.html' title='Bolo mole'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-3295514038989907009</id><published>2007-02-15T01:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:15:53.061-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Incrível como ainda lembro da primeira frase de um dos textos do meu livro de inglês da 7a Série, eita pau foi em 1991: The week before February, 14 is very busy for the postman. Ou alguma coisa parecida. Impressionante como anda a seletividade do meu cérebro, por aí vocês tiram.&lt;img src="http://emanuelemarques.googlepages.com/laugh.png" border="0" /&gt; Bem, voltando ao Valentine's day, para saberem um pouco mais da história, leiam o &lt;a href="http://luciana.misura.org/2003/02/14/valentines-day/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; da Luciana Misura no Colagem. Outra curiosidade: a data também é comemorada no Vietnã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para celebrar o Valentine's day, aí segue uma receita bem simples pra quem está de dieta, mas adora uma sobremesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking/photo?authkey=Ly8RB8jBVtg#5031620160051184226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RdPn4HyLgmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5YRPFKmZ5GQ/s288/DSC02479.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking?authkey=Ly8RB8jBVtg"&gt;Cooking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maçã ao forno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Serve 2 pessoas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 maçãs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de chá de açúcar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 colher de sopa de suco de limão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meia colher de chá de manteiga ou margarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;canela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 folhas de repolho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preparo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preaqueça o forno a 150ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lave bem as maçãs e depois fatie-as. Pode ser com casca ou sem casca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numa forma pequena, faça uma caminha com as folhas de repolho e arrume as fatias como se fosse numa torta. Salpique o suco de limão, o açúcar e a manteiga. Finalize com a canela e leve ao forno preaquecido por 15 minutos. Sirva ainda quente.&lt;/span&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/17321654-3295514038989907009?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/3295514038989907009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=3295514038989907009' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3295514038989907009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3295514038989907009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-3320726789018347574</id><published>2007-02-10T03:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:16:44.870-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><title type='text'>Manu is homesick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/imarques/377812096/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/377812096_03ac566493_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 1px solid rgb(50, 50, 50);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/imarques/377812096/"&gt;o sol não gosta de despedidas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://www.flickr.com/people/imarques/"&gt;.isabela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de acordar com a maezinha perguntando se vou querer tomar café&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de dormir e acordar numa rede&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de tomar suco de fruta fresquinho&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de vestir blusa de alcinha&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de dirigir&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de ver o pai lendo jornal&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de ir buscar a mãe pra almoçar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de perturbar a Isabela&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de jogar conversa fora com a Neta&lt;br /&gt;Saudade dos meus bechanos&lt;br /&gt;Saudade das músicas bregas da oficina no fim-de-semana&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de ir pra vó&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de tomar banho de mar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de ouvir o coral cantar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade dos meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;Saudade não necessariamente nessa ordem... só saudade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-3320726789018347574?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/3320726789018347574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=3320726789018347574' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3320726789018347574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/3320726789018347574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/02/manu-is-homesick.html' title='Manu is homesick'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/377812096_03ac566493_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-8196118239472583966</id><published>2007-01-13T20:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:08:37.076-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estatistica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resenhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>The Lady Tasting Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rall-bZQkMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_WHo0tu280M/s1600-h/ladyteapb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rall-bZQkMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_WHo0tu280M/s200/ladyteapb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019655382861123778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Acabei de ler o livro intitulado &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0805071342/ref=pd_kar_gw_1/103-3507510-4523847"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lady Tasting Tea: How Statistics Revolutionized Science in the Twentieth Century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. O livro é muito bom porque ele explica o que muito cursos de estatística por aí esquecem. Ele discute sobre questões do tipo, o que siginifica probabilidade, como surgiu a estatística e assim vai. O livro vem repleto de curtas biografias de estatísticos que foram revolucionários. Até as notas de rodapé são interessantes. A maioria delas descreve casos da lei de Stigler sobre "misonomy", que diz que nenhum dos coneceitos em Matemática foram nomeados de acordo com quem os descobriu. Por exemplo, a distribuição de Poisson não foi descoberta por Poisson e sim por Bernoulli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O livro também conta com uma vasta bibliografia anotada. E outro aspecto que o torna muito atraente para quem não gosta de estatística, não existe uma só equação no livro todo. Em resumo, o livro é muito bom para estatísticos e não-estatísticos. Pena que ainda não esteja disponível em Português.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-8196118239472583966?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/8196118239472583966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=8196118239472583966' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8196118239472583966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/8196118239472583966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/01/lady-tasting-tea.html' title='The Lady Tasting Tea'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xz0wl743sns/Rall-bZQkMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_WHo0tu280M/s72-c/ladyteapb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-7836868648111857981</id><published>2007-01-06T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:35:48.435-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inverno'/><title type='text'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Winter/photo?authkey=HG3wpyl20vA#5016768265026701170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RZ8kKDVeh3I/AAAAAAAAASQ/0o63DFUMYAk/s288/DSC02474.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Frio só vale a pena acompanhado de neve. Muita neve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Winter/photo?authkey=HG3wpyl20vA#5016768234961930082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RZ8kITVeh2I/AAAAAAAAASI/hfHH-EqhQas/s288/DSC02472.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-7836868648111857981?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/7836868648111857981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=7836868648111857981' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7836868648111857981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/7836868648111857981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-4812158318114470250</id><published>2006-12-17T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:23:55.728-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culinária'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receita'/><title type='text'>Quitutes da Manu - Cornbread muffins (Bolinhos de milho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/Cooking/photo?authkey=Ly8RB8jBVtg#5009328377265624578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RYS1nlozlgI/AAAAAAAAARs/m3b1thnp2iI/s288/DSC02453.JPG" class="post-photo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem de manhã eu fiz esses bolinhos como presente de Natal para os meus colegas da Universidade. Depois que enrolei cada um em papel alumínio, ficaram parecidos com bolas de árvore de Natal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/1359.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Ficaram muito bons. Como leva caroços de milho, o muffin fica bem mais saboroso. Mas acho que essa receita ainda pode ser aperfeiçoada. Na próxima vez que eu fizer, vou tentar uma nova variação e se ficar melhor eu atualizo esse post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/727.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolinhos de Milho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredientes&lt;br /&gt;1/2 xícara de chá de manteiga (temperatura ambiente)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 de xícara de chá de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 de xícara de chá de mel&lt;br /&gt;2 ovos&lt;br /&gt;1/2 colher de chá de sal&lt;br /&gt;1  xícara de chá de farinha de trigo&lt;br /&gt;1 xícara de chá de fubá de milho&lt;br /&gt;1/2 colher de chá de fermento&lt;br /&gt;1/2 xícara de chá de leite&lt;br /&gt;aproximadamente 280g de milho debulhado pré-cozido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparo&lt;br /&gt;Preaqueça o forno a 200 graus e unte 12 forminhas para empada (grande).&lt;br /&gt;Numa tigela grande, misture a manteiga, o açúcar, mel, ovos e sal até virar um creme. Acrescente a farinha de trigo, o fubá de milho e o fermento, batendo bem. Acrescente o leite e o milho. Despeje a massa nas forminhas untadas.&lt;br /&gt;Asse em forno preaquecido por 20 a 25 minutos, ou até que enfiando um palito saia seco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17321654-4812158318114470250?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/4812158318114470250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=4812158318114470250' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/4812158318114470250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/4812158318114470250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/12/quitutes-da-manu-cornbread-muffins.html' title='Quitutes da Manu - Cornbread muffins (Bolinhos de milho)'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116552352267303541</id><published>2006-12-07T17:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:18:27.343-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocabulário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglês'/><title type='text'>False friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4231/1667/1600/775878/Lemon-22main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4231/1667/200/950035/Lemon-22main.jpg" alt="" border="0" class='post-photo'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lemon, lime, lima, limão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mais um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;false friend&lt;/span&gt; pra minha lista. Engana-se quem pensa, como eu pensava, que limão em inglês é &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemon&lt;/span&gt;. Só agora depois de um ano morando aqui nos Estados Unidos, é que me dei conta disso. Estava numa casa de uma amiga americana fazendo um peixe à delícia, quando eu falei que precisava de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemon juice&lt;/span&gt; pra temperar o peixe, ela me trouxe lima. Foi aí que eu descobri que eu deveria ter dito &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lime juice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4231/1667/1600/489497/lime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4231/1667/200/787057/lime.jpg" alt="" border="0" class='post-photo'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E acho que muita gente ainda se confunde no Brasil. Muitos produtos que dizem conter sabor artificial de limão, na verdade é de lima. Quando senti o cheiro da lima aqui, me lembrei do Menthos de limão que na verdade é de lima (inclusive a cor, amarelo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116552352267303541?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116552352267303541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116552352267303541' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116552352267303541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116552352267303541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/12/false-friends.html' title='False friends'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116391774590923188</id><published>2006-11-19T03:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:29:15.948-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'>O que tem na minha videoteca - Heart and Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou aproveitando algumas promoções de DVD por aqui e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;montando minha videoteca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart and Souls&lt;/span&gt; (o título em português é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morrendo e Aprendendo&lt;/span&gt;) é de 1993, e conta com a participação de Robert Downey, Jr, Elisabeth Shue, Kyra Sedgwick e outros. O filme é sobre a história de 4 pessoas(Milo, Penny, Julia e Harrison) que morrem num a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cidente e cujas almas se prendem a um bebê (Thomas) que acaba de nascer no mesmo acidente. Depois de 30 anos eles contam com a ajuda de Thomas para resolver as suas vidas. É uma comédia com pequenas doses de drama que vale a pena. A participaçao de Robert Downey, Jr é brilhante. Existem cenas muito engraçadas como por exemplo quando as almas femininas tomam o corpo dele. Mas minhas cenas prediletas são quando eles cantam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walk like a Man&lt;/span&gt;, de Bob Crewe and Bob Gaudio e interpretada por &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frankie Valli &amp; The Four Seasons&lt;/span&gt;. Há uma vez no banheiro quando Thomas ainda é criança e a outra vocês podem ver uma foto aí embaixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/heartandsouls.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/heartandsouls.png" alt="" class="post-photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Até pouco tempo eu tinha colocado aqui um video que tinha no Youtube de Frankie Vallie &amp;amp; The Four Seasons cantando Walk Like a Man. Infelizmente o video não está mais disponível, mas ainda deixo a letra da música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh how you tried to cut me down to size&lt;br /&gt;Telling dirty lies to my friends&lt;br /&gt;But my own father said give her up don't bother&lt;br /&gt;The world isn't coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he said just) Walk like a man&lt;br /&gt;Talk like a man&lt;br /&gt;Walk like a man my son&lt;br /&gt;No woman's worth&lt;br /&gt;Crawling on the earth&lt;br /&gt;Just walk like a man my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye baby I dont mean maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get along somehow&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll be cryin on account of all your lyin&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah just look who's laughing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm gonna) walk like a man&lt;br /&gt;Fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;Walk like a man from you&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the world to forget about it girl&lt;br /&gt;And walk like a man from you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116391774590923188?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116391774590923188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116391774590923188' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116391774590923188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116391774590923188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-que-tem-na-minha-videoteca-heart-and.html' title='O que tem na minha videoteca - Heart and Souls'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116339881465823971</id><published>2006-11-13T03:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T15:52:23.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem 6 - Washington DC Dia 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Capitólio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996756190289723410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVgLR_d0ABI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Tzgmf4EzkOE/s288/DSC02406.JPG" class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa visita estava marcada para as 9h:30. Um representante de Utah nos levou para conhecer o Capitólio. Entramos por um prédio lateral e seguimos por um túnel que dava no Capitólio. Lá é mantida uma seleção de esculturas e pinturas. O interessante é que eu como brasileira, apesar de ter visitado Brasília, nunca entrei no Palácio do Planalto, mas visitei o Capitólio em Washington. Vai entender! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996756134259916818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVgLOuvRABI/AAAAAAAAAN8/OvJO6tXRDEA/s288/DSC02392.JPG" class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Holocaust Memorial Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4998565091818209298"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RV54d6x-ABI/AAAAAAAAARE/cdrGXpxJXCU/s288/holocaust.jpg" class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro lugar que me marcou muito. Impressionante você ver três andares de fotos. Achei legal que na entrada você recebe um pequeno passaporte contando a história de uma pessoa que viveu durante o holocausto. O meu conta a história de uma polonesa chamada Eva Miodecka, nascida em 27 de outubro de 1926. Graças a Deus ela sobreviveu, apesar de ter sofrido muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Court House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996758669631225874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RVgNiTu5ABI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ad7616iYTP0/s288/DSC02408.JPG"  class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Como tínhamos tempo antes da visita à biblioteca, fomos conhecer a Court House. Não sei nem que termo usar em Português, forum? Whatever, como todos os lugares que visitei, o lugar muito bonito. Todo no mármore. Lá que tem uma das maiores escadarias em espiral que já vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996758484659863570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RVgNXiqSABI/AAAAAAAAAOY/unD1GoPEPm4/s288/DSC02405.JPG" class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Library of Congress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior biblioteca do mundo! Tem itens suficientes pra preencher mais de 800Km de prateleiras... Uau! Fiquei babando. Apesar da tour ter sido um saco, o lugar é espetacular. A sala de leitura principal é gigante! Cada item raro. Tem uma cópia da primeira bíblia impressa do mundo (só existem três).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996759760951050258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/emanuelemarques/RVgOh1N0ABI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Iezmta47I58/s288/DSC02411.JPG" class='post-photo' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116339881465823971?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116339881465823971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116339881465823971' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116339881465823971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116339881465823971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/11/diario-de-viagem-6-washington-dc-dia-4.html' title='Diario de Viagem 6 - Washington DC Dia 4'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116313712454556750</id><published>2006-11-10T02:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:24:32.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem 5 - Washington DC Dia 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia 3: Air Space Museum and Natural History Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após mais um delicioso café da manhã na Union Station, seguimos direto para o Air Space Museum. Em Washington tem uma praça enorme cercada de museus. É mais conhecido como mall. Para mais informações veja &lt;a href="http://www.si.edu/"&gt;The Smithsonian Museums&lt;/a&gt;. Ao todo são 19 eu acho. Em uma ponta do mall fica o Capitólio e na outra o Washington Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996331734341386258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVaJPZ1uABI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bucV4ih45hQ/s288/DSC02310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Air Space Museum é impressionante. Lá você encontra a primeira cápsula a entrar em órbita da terra, tem a Apollo 11, o primeiro balão a dar a volta ao mundo, satélites e etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996331803947827218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVaJTdJMABI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hX-IWDIxTIg/s288/DSC02323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A exposição que eu mais gostei foi a sobre os irmãos Wright. No final das contas não sei quem voou primeiro, se foi Santos Dumont ou os irmãos Wright, mas os americanos acreditam que foram eles. Disputas à parte, a exposição era muito bonita. No picasaWeb há mais fotos disponíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996335639279108114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVaMys3bABI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0kPjWLQhiGE/s288/DSC02338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996335658416472082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVaMz0KIABI/AAAAAAAAALA/DUfHQWgvMqU/s288/DSC02340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Natural History Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse não era tão legal quanto o Air Space mas tinha umas coisas interessantes. Na exposição de pedras preciosas, foi a primeira vez que vi um diamante colorido. lá também havia algumas pedras de Minas Gerais. A seção de mamíferos foi a que eu mais gostei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4996339447806099474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVaQQYvBABI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sY54YDNJ3yA/s288/DSC02387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; À noite, o jantar foi no melhor lugar da cidade: &lt;a href="http://www.thecheesecakefactory.com/"&gt;The Cheesecake Factory&lt;/a&gt;. Dia terminado com chave-de-ouro. Vou dizendo logo que voltei dessa viagem 3Kg mais gorda...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116313712454556750?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116313712454556750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116313712454556750' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116313712454556750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116313712454556750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/11/diario-de-viagem-5-washington-dc-dia-3.html' title='Diario de Viagem 5 - Washington DC Dia 3'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116304885624160974</id><published>2006-11-09T02:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:23:34.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem 4 - Washington DC Dias 1 e 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia 1 - Union Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Washington... Tantos lugares pra visitar e tão pouco tempo! Bem tentamos. Éramos 6 pessoas, depois da VIS em Baltimore, pegamos um trem direto para Washington - DC na tarde de sexta-feira. A viagem durou uns 45 minutos. Chegando a Washington, o deslumbramento começa na estação de trem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995625906217025554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVQHSzLOABI/AAAAAAAAAJg/aNMbbUtKAJg/s288/union%20station.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lugar é enorme. Limpo. Lindo. Essas estátuas têm uma história interessante. Os soldados eram originalmente nus. Como alguns dos freqüentadores da estação se sentiam ofendidos com a nudez das estátuas, os escudos foram colocados posteriormente pra cobrir as partes ofensivas. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia 2 - Arlington Cemetery, Lincoln Memorial, Reflecting Pool and the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995242358568058898"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKqdY1vABI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WAG1hBIQkPs/s288/DSC02249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Manhã de sábado. Depois de um café-da-manhã em uma lanchonete bem anos 50 na Union Station, com direito a bagel, bacon e ovos, pegamos o metrô direto para o cemitério Arlington. O cemitério é gigante e muito bonito. Num lindo dia de Outono então, nem se fala. Abriga veteranos de várias guerras. Mais de 290.000 militares e suas famílias descansam em 624 acres de terra no estado da Virgínia, inclusive o presidente Kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995240281025413138"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKokdY-ABI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QSG3kWK53Fw/s288/DSC02241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lugar mais visitado do cemitério, no entanto, é o Túmulo dos Desconhecidos. Inicialmente ele abrigava apenas um soldado desconhecido da I Guerra Mundial enterrado em 1921. Depois disso, militares desconhecidos da Segunda Guerra e da guerra da Coréia juntaram-se a ele. Lá existe sempre uma sentinela montando guarda. E a cada hora, na hora, há a mudança de guarda. O evento é disputadíssimo pelos visitantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995243689396076562"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKrq2j3ABI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wrUwZZ3jvjg/s288/DSC02269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lincoln Memorial e Reflecting Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995248723953188882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKwP5v0ABI/AAAAAAAAAH8/UVljRw_dQLw/s288/DSC02297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saindo do cemitério, seguimos caminhando para atravessar a ponte sobre o Potomac River em direção ao Lincoln Memorial. Ele fica de frente para a Reflecting Pool. É impossível não lembrar de Forrest Gump, quando ele atravessa a piscina para abraçar a amada. Go Forrest, go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995248707011739666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKwO6oqABI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Ky4btEYu3PA/s288/DSC02299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De lá seguimos para visitar a casa do Bushão. Só a parte de trás. Agora vem a parte mais engraçada, é uma longa história mas não vou contar aqui. O Steve aprendeu com os cearenses de plantão, o que é ser uma Raimunda. Feia de cara, mas ... Podem completar a rima :D. Bem, ele voltou depois pra ver como era a parte da frente, mas ele mesmo falou que a casa branca era uma Raimunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC/photo?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ#4995248783375925266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKwTXHTABI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BboXeFOz5jU/s288/DSC02308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/WashingtonDC?authkey=gA22WhQ9zOVpB1Khwacc4D12ZBQ"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;De residência do Mr. President fomos almoçar e de lá seguimos para o &lt;a href="http://www.spymuseum.org/"&gt;International Spy Museum&lt;/a&gt;. O lugar é muito legal, mas eu já estava tão cansada que não pude aproveitar muito. De lá voltamos para o hotel, para descansar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116304885624160974?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116304885624160974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116304885624160974' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116304885624160974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116304885624160974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/11/diario-de-viagem-4-washington-dc-dias.html' title='Diario de Viagem 4 - Washington DC Dias 1 e 2'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-116304883045628410</id><published>2006-11-09T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:23:31.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem 3 - Baltimore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oi pessoal. Estou de volta :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois de muito tempo sumida e sem muitas novidades, finalmente tenho algo legal pra mostrar pra vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Semana passada estive em Baltimore participando de uma conferência chamada Visualization ou VIS para os mais chegados. Essa conferência possui um esquema com estudantes voluntários. A gente trabalha 20 horas, ganha metade do hotel + grande parte da inscrição. Apesar de ser cansativo, vale muito a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006/photo?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE#4995239186877054994"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKnkxXrABI/AAAAAAAAADs/iafW0CfTYAc/s288/DSC02235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE"&gt;Baltimore VIS...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Baltimore tem um ar de cidade grande. O contraste dos arranha-céus com o porto é muito interessante. Durante a minha estadia lá, eu dividi o quarto de hotel com mais duas meninas: Alethea (que estuda no Texas) e Hong (China). Olha a Hong aí embaixo! Além da Hong e da Alethe, conheci muita gente legal: Ravindra, Gautam, Udeepta, Joshua, Chris 1, Chris 2, Carlos e Maria e muitos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006/photo?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE#4995236757349400594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKlXWrJABI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-9XdcYFuEBU/s288/DSC02201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 66%; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE"&gt;Baltimore VIS...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006/photo?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE#4995236796667658258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/emanuelemarques/RVKlZpJWABI/AAAAAAAAACE/gs6VorVKMkk/s288/DSC02196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:66%; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/emanuelemarques/BaltimoreVIS2006?authkey=b2-4UbR9nNbSTISoatXNSFPHlTE"&gt;Baltimore VIS...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-116304883045628410?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/116304883045628410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=116304883045628410' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116304883045628410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/116304883045628410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/11/diario-de-viagem-3-baltimore.html' title='Diario de Viagem 3 - Baltimore'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115497331846810078</id><published>2006-08-07T14:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:56:31.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De tirar o folego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/208693225/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/79/208693225_af116a091a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/208693225/"&gt;de tirar o folego&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/esantos/"&gt;esantos&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mais uma maravilhosa trilha para o meu portfolio. Essa foi em Brighton, que no inverno e' um resort para esquiar. Brighton esta' localizado no topo do Big Cottonwood Canyon, apenas 35 minutos a sudeste do centro de Salt Lake City e 35 milhas do Aeroporto Internacional de Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;Mais fotos da hike, vejam no flickr.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-115497331846810078?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115497331846810078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115497331846810078' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115497331846810078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115497331846810078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/08/de-tirar-o-folego.html' title='De tirar o folego'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115377532560668777</id><published>2006-07-24T17:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:08:45.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus aliados na luta contra a balança</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Depois de varias situacoes desagradaveis por causa da minha forma fisica, finalmente deixei a preguica de lado e resolvi voltar as minhas caminhadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E descobri que andar/correr/malhar ouvindo a musica certa e' outra historia. Foi ai' que eu descobri dois podcasts pra quem tem mp3 player perfeitos para essa tarefa :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sao eles PODRUNNER  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.djsteveboy.com"&gt;www.djsteveboy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;) e fitPod.com (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.fitpod.com"&gt;www.fitpod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seguindo os links voces vao encontrar mp3s de mais ou menos uma hora de duracao e com varios bpms (os meus prediletos pra caminhada e uma corridinha leve sao os que variam entre 132 a 145 bpms). Sao otimos pra quem malha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta' dado o recado ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-115377532560668777?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115377532560668777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115377532560668777' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115377532560668777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115377532560668777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/07/meus-aliados-na-luta-contra-balana.html' title='Meus aliados na luta contra a balança'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115342588900938476</id><published>2006-07-20T17:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:06:23.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia do amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Essa e' a minha homenagem aos meus amigos. Nao estao todos aqui, infelizmente. De qualquer maneira, obrigada por voces existirem e por fazerem parte da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/amigos.jpg" alt="" 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/17321654-115342588900938476?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115342588900938476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115342588900938476' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115342588900938476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115342588900938476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/07/dia-do-amigo.html' title='Dia do amigo'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115254967154294886</id><published>2006-07-10T13:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:44:16.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece que muita coisa nao mudou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hoje o Luciano comentou sobre essa outra perola.&lt;br /&gt;Essa musica do Ultraje tem pelo menos uns 22 anos e de la' pra ca', nao melhoramos muito. Pra quem nao se lembra, ela era trilha da novela Transas e Caretas (1984).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ultraje A Rigor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente não sabemos escolher presidente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente não sabemos tomar conta da gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente não sabemos nem escovar os dente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tem gringo pensando que nóis é indigente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente faz carro e não sabe guiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente faz trilho e não tem trem prá botar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente faz filho e não consegue criar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente pede grana e não consegue pagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente faz música e não consegue gravar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente escreve livro e não consegue publicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente escreve peça e não consegue encenar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente joga bola e não consegue ganhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A gente somos inútil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-115254967154294886?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115254967154294886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115254967154294886' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115254967154294886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115254967154294886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/07/parece-que-muita-coisa-nao-mudou.html' title='Parece que muita coisa nao mudou...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115204575627578941</id><published>2006-07-04T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:08:33.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/180832880/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/180832880_bc0973acf8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 1px solid rgb(100, 100, 100);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/180832880/"&gt;Tony Grove Lake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/esantos/"&gt;esantos&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Essa foi a minha segunda trilha. O objetivo seria Naomi Peak, umas 20 milhas a nordeste de Logan. Infelizmente, ainda tinha muita neve e juntando com a nao tao melhor forma fisica da aventureira que vos escreve, nao consegui chegar la'. Fabio e Marcelo ainda chegaram ao topo do Gog peak, um monte vizinho.&lt;br /&gt;A trilha comeca ao lado do Tony Grove Lake (foto que acompanha este post) e tem mais ou menos 5.5 milhas no total. Deveria ser uma trilha facil, mas por causa da neve, nao foi.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe nao volto quando tiver menos neve! Mais fotos visitem o flicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-115204575627578941?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115204575627578941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115204575627578941' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115204575627578941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115204575627578941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/07/diario-de-viagem-2.html' title='Diario de Viagem 2'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-115204533309817711</id><published>2006-07-04T17:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:09:56.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diario de Viagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/170018176/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/61/170018176_a48c0d9298_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 1px solid rgb(100, 100, 100);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/esantos/170018176/"&gt;paraiso perdido&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/esantos/"&gt;esantos&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Island Lake Trail foi a minha primeira trilha oficial.&lt;br /&gt;Sabado, 17 de junho de 2006. Alugamos um carro, e fomos eu, Luciano, Marcelo e Fabio seguir essa trilha de 6 milhas ida e volta. A altitude era equivalente `a do pico da Neblina (uau!) e demoramos 7 horas no total, contando com o descanso.&lt;br /&gt;O lugar e' muito lindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-115204533309817711?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/115204533309817711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=115204533309817711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115204533309817711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/115204533309817711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/07/diario-de-viagem.html' title='Diario de Viagem'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114686637161310654</id><published>2006-05-05T18:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:59:31.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainha, arma a minha rede que eu to chegando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/rede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/rede.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E tem gente que ja' esta' me esperando na porta :D&lt;br /&gt;Essa e' a minha princesa! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/esperando_mamae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/esperando_mamae2.jpg" alt="" 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/17321654-114686637161310654?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114686637161310654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114686637161310654' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114686637161310654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114686637161310654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/05/mainha-arma-minha-rede-que-eu-to.html' title='Mainha, arma a minha rede que eu to chegando!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114662959255427639</id><published>2006-05-03T01:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:24:07.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Das antigas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Achei essa perola dos Trapalhoes no Youtube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy7V_C2S_cI"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy7V_C2S_cI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hahahahaha :D Pena que nao se faz mais humor como antigamente. Saudade dos domingos `a noite, no horario das 19:00h, ouvindo as risadas altissimas, para nao dizer gaitadas, da Claudia e da Adriana, nossas vizinhas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OOOooOOO tempo bom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114662959255427639?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114662959255427639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114662959255427639' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114662959255427639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114662959255427639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/05/das-antigas.html' title='Das antigas...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114651182021454489</id><published>2006-05-01T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:33:55.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Manu va a visitar su hermana :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sobre minha visitinha a Fortaleza,&lt;br /&gt;minha adorada salve, salve irma Isabela me mandou este texto de Pedro Candela, adaptado `a situacao :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(destinada à minha agente de viagens no Brasil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;requerindo um favorzinho urgente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;já reservastes um navio de cristal pra minha irmazinha? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um cometa ajato com um piano na calda? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uma roda gigante com catapulta? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uma nave espacial bem bonita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheia de luzes coloridas e com birita pra ela vir relaxando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e uma faixa bem grande escrito assim: poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ela vem me visitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;você conhece algum submarino, avião sem radar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pra ela vir ainda este final de semana, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sem ninguém perceber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sera que ja existe bicicleta trans-oceânica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vinda dos EUA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liga na caloi. pesquisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ela deve vir à qualquer preço, pendura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;encontra um veiculo confortável, que chega rápido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pode ser experimental, ela adora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;já tem máquina do tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;porque a vida nao gosta de esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tenho amigo cientista, quer o telefone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ela vem me visitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114651182021454489?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114651182021454489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114651182021454489' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114651182021454489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114651182021454489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/05/manu-va-visitar-su-hermana-d.html' title='Manu va a visitar su hermana :D'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114607735375719356</id><published>2006-04-26T15:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:50:29.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/happy_eggo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/happy_eggo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Porque as alegrias do dia comecam no cafe-da-manha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114607735375719356?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114607735375719356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114607735375719356' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114607735375719356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114607735375719356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-breakfast.html' title='Happy breakfast'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114592937407675900</id><published>2006-04-24T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:31:59.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jornal das Pequenas Coisas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/44/132806189_0c0ad074f7_m_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 354px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/44/132806189_0c0ad074f7_m_d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Foto de Rita  Apoena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Tudo comecou com um pequeno texto no profile da Isabela no orkut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Dialogo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;— E você, por que desvia o olhar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Porque eu tenho medo de altura. Tenho medo de cair para dentro de você. Há nos seus olhos castanhos certos desenhos que me lembram montanhas, cordilheiras vistas do alto, em miniatura. Então, eu desvio os meus olhos para amarra-los em qualquer pedra no chão e me salvar do amor. Mas, hoje, não encontraram pedra. Encontraram flor. E eu me agarrei às pétalas o mais que pude, sem sequer perceber que estava plantada num desses abismos, dentro dos seus olhos.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;— Ah. Porque eu sou tímida.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rita Apoena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas na correria, acabei esquecendo de comentar com a Isabela sobre isso. Ontem, enquanto eu postava no blog, a Isabela me sugeriu de colocar as fotos do flickr no blog. "Toma, faz que nem ela!" e me mandou o link do Blog da Rita. E foi assim que eu conheci a poesia de Rita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que eu nao sou muito fa de poesia, nao e' `a toa que segui o caminho dos bits e bytes. No entanto, a poesia de Rita me impressionou pela simplicidade e pela criatividade. Sabe quando voce esta' numa loja, pega um sabonete e na hora que voce sente o perfume seu cerebro se inunda de lembrancas de coisas boas, seja da infancia, de um amor ou de um momento? Voce imediatamente sorri :) Assim acontece ao ler os textos de Rita Apoena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Portanto, nao perca mais nem um minuto aqui, e trate logo de conhecer o cantinho dessa pessoa tao bela e iluminada!  Veja o &lt;a href="http://www.pequenascoisas.org"&gt;Jornal das Pequenas Coisas&lt;/a&gt; por Rita Apoena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 132, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/17321654-114592937407675900?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114592937407675900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114592937407675900' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114592937407675900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114592937407675900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/04/jornal-das-pequenas-coisas.html' title='Jornal das Pequenas Coisas'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114583397561553223</id><published>2006-04-23T19:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:12:55.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A cidade esta' linda :) Tulipas por todos os lados! De todas as cores :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/garden.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114583397561553223?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114583397561553223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114583397561553223' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114583397561553223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114583397561553223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/04/primavera.html' title='Primavera'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114291308577551143</id><published>2006-03-21T00:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T02:04:14.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorioso São José, traz chuva em abundância para o meu Ceará</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem foi o dia de São José, mas que foi celebrado hoje pela Igreja por causa do domingo da quaresma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;O que emana da figura de São José é fé. José de Nazaré é um "homem justo" porque ele "vive totalmente pela fé". Ele é santo porque sua fé é verdadeiramente heróica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sagrada Escritura fala pouco dele. Não registra sequer uma palavra proferida por José, o carpinteiro de Nazaré. E ainda, mesmo  sem palavras, ele mostra a profundidade de sua fé, sua grandiosidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;São José é um homen de espírito grande. Ele é grande em fé, não porque ele fala suas próprias palavras, mas acima de tudo porque ele ouve as palavras do Deus Vivo. Ele ouve em silêncio. E seu coração persevera incessantemente na prontidão para aceitar a Verdade contida na palavra do Deus Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nós vemos como a palavra do Deus Vivo penetra profundamente na alma daquele homem, aquele homem justo. E nós, nós sabemos como ouvir a palavra de Deus? Sabemos como absorvê-la nas profundezas de nossas personalidades humanas? Abrimos nossa consciência na presença dessa palavra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papa João Paulo II&lt;/span&gt; em Meditações Diárias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;ins&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114291308577551143?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114291308577551143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114291308577551143' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114291308577551143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114291308577551143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/03/glorioso-so-jos-traz-chuva-em.html' title='Glorioso São José, traz chuva em abundância para o meu Ceará'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114281964440250076</id><published>2006-03-19T22:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:02:45.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Manu, a esquiadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/IMG_4813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/IMG_4813.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pelo menos tentando aprender a ser uma esquiadora :) Afe que nessa foto de cima eu estou muito desengonçada... Essa é a manobra pra reduzir a velocidade, chamada wedge. Que por sinal, eu estava fazendo errado... Por isso que eu não conseguia parar o ski! :S Next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/IMG_4808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/IMG_4808.jpg" alt="" 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/17321654-114281964440250076?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114281964440250076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114281964440250076' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114281964440250076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114281964440250076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/03/manu-esquiadora.html' title='Manu, a esquiadora'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114150474668292951</id><published>2006-03-04T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:39:06.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vista das Montanhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/mountain_view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/mountain_view.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Minha vista voltando pra casa... Dá pra ver o vale e as montanhas ao redor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-114150474668292951?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114150474668292951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114150474668292951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114150474668292951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114150474668292951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/03/vista-das-montanhas.html' title='Vista das Montanhas'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-114030092255904888</id><published>2006-02-18T19:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:15:22.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de tarde...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/640/fimdetarde_inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/fimdetarde_inverno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sexta-feira, final de tarde na universidade.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/17321654-114030092255904888?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/114030092255904888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=114030092255904888' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114030092255904888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/114030092255904888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/02/fim-de-tarde.html' title='Fim de tarde...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113885422676588726</id><published>2006-02-02T01:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T01:23:46.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaatttttcccchhhhhhhhiiiiiimmmmm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou gripada, negrada (digo, afrobrasileirada). :P&lt;br /&gt;E é óbvio que eu não vou colocar uma foto minha nessas condições&lt;br /&gt;Então aproveitem aí os meus netos (2a. leva: neném xiquinha não dorme no ponto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/gatos%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/gatos%20009.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113885422676588726?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113885422676588726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113885422676588726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113885422676588726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113885422676588726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/02/aaaaatttttcccchhhhhhhhiiiiiimmmmm.html' title='aaaaatttttcccchhhhhhhhiiiiiimmmmm!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113711718116680268</id><published>2006-01-12T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:53:01.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrando o Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/natal2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/natal2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gostaria de apresentar meus grandes amigos do Coral Servos do Bom Pastor e meu grande amigo Frei Wellington. Uau, como estou magra na foto :P Saudades de voces, pessoal! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113711718116680268?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113711718116680268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113711718116680268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113711718116680268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113711718116680268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2006/01/celebrando-o-natal.html' title='Celebrando o Natal'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113310664781464321</id><published>2005-11-27T12:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T12:50:47.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E a neve chegou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/vista_sala_neve_low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/vista_sala_neve_low.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vejam aí a vista da janela da minha sala nessa branca manhã de domingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113310664781464321?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113310664781464321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113310664781464321' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113310664781464321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113310664781464321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/11/e-neve-chegou.html' title='E a neve chegou...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113177591601019047</id><published>2005-11-12T03:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:11:56.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Offline por alguns dias..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/phdcomics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/phdcomics.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pessoal, o negócio aqui não está fácil... Estou tendo muito trabalho pra fazer e sem tempo para o blog. Quando aliviar mais por aqui eu volto. Por enquanto, só tenho mais uma tirinha... Para quem não sabe, é só clicar em cima para ampliá-la. Inté ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113177591601019047?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113177591601019047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113177591601019047' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113177591601019047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113177591601019047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/11/offline-por-alguns-dias.html' title='&quot;Offline por alguns dias...&quot;'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113065097804784081</id><published>2005-10-30T02:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T02:45:14.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade dos meus bechanos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/collage3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/collage3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ô saudade dos meus nenéns... Minha filha, meu filho, meus netos que ainda nem conheci! Um é a cara do pai (A Xiquinha é chegada num negão :D) e os outros a cara da mãe :D O Tom sobrou na história... Antes de ser já era, né Tom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/collage2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113065097804784081?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113065097804784081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113065097804784081' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113065097804784081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113065097804784081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/saudade-dos-meus-bechanos.html' title='Saudade dos meus bechanos!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113064752894920278</id><published>2005-10-30T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T02:13:10.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece que o inverno tá chegando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/manucomfrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/manucomfrio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acima é a reitoria da University of Utah e a praça que fica em frente. Reparem nos prédios do centro da cidade ao fundo... E meu povo eita que tá fazendo frio... E é porque ainda não vi nada! Mas como eu sou uma cearense legítima, tenho que me prevenir! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113064752894920278?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113064752894920278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113064752894920278' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113064752894920278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113064752894920278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/parece-que-o-inverno-t-chegando.html' title='Parece que o inverno tá chegando!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113064694870438441</id><published>2005-10-30T01:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T19:20:29.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Feitiço de Áquila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/ladyhawke-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/ladyhawke-blog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estreando minha nova câmera em pleno campus, vejam só com quem me deparei: Isabeau, mais conhecida como Lady Hawke (Lady Falcão). Quem assistiu ao filme Feitiço de Áquila sabe de quem estou falando... Ela própria, em carne e osso :) Eu sei que é a lei da natureza, mas que dá pena do coelhinho, dá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113064694870438441?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113064694870438441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113064694870438441' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113064694870438441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113064694870438441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-feitio-de-quila.html' title='O Feitiço de Áquila'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113036642815371306</id><published>2005-10-26T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:40:28.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Outono em Salt Lake City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/outono_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/outono_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não é Outono em Nova York, mas é em Salt Lake City. Muitas folhas caindo, cores em tons de amarelo para vermelho... As calçadas estão abarrotadas... Ainda bem que não moro em casa pra ter que juntar as folhas. Deve dar um trabalhão! No entanto, bem que podia ter um Richard Gere por aqui... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113036642815371306?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113036642815371306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113036642815371306' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113036642815371306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113036642815371306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/outono-em-salt-lake-city.html' title='Outono em Salt Lake City'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-113000280283351055</id><published>2005-10-22T14:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:40:02.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aproveitando a faxina...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/vista_do_ape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/vista_do_ape.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Olha aí pessoal, tirei uma foto da vista da janela do quarto de estudo que fica para o lado da sombra... Até que eu tenho uma bela vista :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-113000280283351055?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/113000280283351055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=113000280283351055' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113000280283351055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/113000280283351055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/aproveitando-faxina.html' title='Aproveitando a faxina...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112987910997357804</id><published>2005-10-21T04:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T04:18:29.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Go, Utes, go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/utes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/utes1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olha eu aí pronta para ir torcer pelos Utes! Esse é o nome como é conhecido o time de futebol americano daqui da Universidade. Incrível como faz sucesso. Em dia de jogo, quase todo mundo se veste de vermelho e vai ao estádio assistir ao jogo. Lá de casa dá pra ouvir o barulho da multidão no estádio... dá vontade de ir só pela vibração da galera, porque pelo esporte em si, sem condições... Não era nem pra chamar aquilo de futebol :P Meu negócio é com a NBA. Quando tiver jogo do Utah Jazz, me aguardem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112987910997357804?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112987910997357804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112987910997357804' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987910997357804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987910997357804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/go-utes-go.html' title='Go, Utes, go!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112987750002024149</id><published>2005-10-21T03:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:53:19.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, bolinhos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/640/bolinhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/bolinhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ah... Pelo menos de uma coisa, eu não tenho saudades... tá certo que não ficam iguais aos da minha mãe, mas os meus são bons também :P Já tenho até um amigo aqui, o Huy, que virou fã dos bolinhos. Quem quiser a receita tem no orkut, na Comunidade "&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=1326526"&gt;Eu adoro os quitutes da Manu&lt;/a&gt;". &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/17321654-112987750002024149?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112987750002024149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112987750002024149' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987750002024149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987750002024149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-bolinhos.html' title='Ah, bolinhos!'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112987694033392955</id><published>2005-10-21T03:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:42:20.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek? Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/phdjoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/400/phdjoke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Essa vai especialmente para minha irmã :D Não vou nem dizer que morri de rir dessa tirinha... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112987694033392955?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112987694033392955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112987694033392955' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987694033392955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112987694033392955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/geek-me.html' title='Geek? Me?'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112942547116137875</id><published>2005-10-15T21:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:28:14.943-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minhas [já não tão] primeiras impressões sobre Salt Lake City y otras cositas más...</title><content type='html'>Sinto em ter demorado pra escrever essas impressões, mas a correria é realmente grande... Já faz um pouco mais de 2 meses que estou aqui e quase dois meses que estou morando só, já dá pra dizer alguma coisa sobre a vida aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Salt Lake City e o clima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma cidade muito bonita, de grande altitude, fica localizada num vale no meio das montanhas. A universidade fica quase na encosta das montanhas, e de lá tem-se uma visão espetacular da cidade. Eu moro perto da universidade, há uns 3 blocos de lá. Aí embaixo é uma foto da minha casa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/vistaFora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/vistaFora.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou adorando poder andar a pé... Coisa que eu não fazia em Fortaleza por causa de insegurança... Enquanto o clima permitir, quero fazer muito isso. Comprei até uma bicicleta pra facilitar a ida ao supermercado. Nessas horas um carro seria muito útil, mas ainda não está nos meus planos... Os meios de transportes são muito acessíveis. Os alunos da universidade têm passe-livre. E há bastante ônibus e trem também. O clima é muito seco e agora que está no outono, até que chove de vez em quando. Mas já comecei a sofrer com o frio... Saudade de Fortaleza! Outra coisa, não especificamente sobre a cidade, mas sobre a vida em si. Você não consegue quase nada se não tiver SSN (Social Security Number) o nosso CPF aí no Brasil. Até agora não consegui telefone, porque o meu SSN ainda não chegou. Em compensação pra abrir uma conta no banco, foi mais fácil do que atualizar o cadastro no Banco do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O povo aqui é muito educado. Nesse quesito, os brasileiros ficam no chinelo... Mas em compensação são muito frios... Acabam não sendo amistosos na maioria das vezes. Uma coisa que eu percebi aqui é a presença de muitos latinos. Não na universidade, mas nas ruas, trabalhando nas lanchonetes. O espanhol aqui é mesmo uma segunda língua. Nas embalagens, manuais, atendimento a consumidor, sempre oferecem uma opção de falar em espanhol. Sinceramente, eu não esperava isso em Utah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O curso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O curso é muito puxado. Os professores estão sempre passando trabalhos, artigos pra ler... O que torna muito difícil conciliar com o tempo de pesquisa. O tempo aqui vale ouro. Além disso, pelas palestras e seminários, sabe-se que algumas das melhores pessoas da área de computação gráfica estão aqui... Outra coisa que eu notei, é que o curso de graduação não é tão bom quanto os de pós, talvez pelo nível dos alunos. A maioria dos alunos internacionais é de Indianos e Chineses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Comida :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comida americana é horrível, vocês já devem saber ou imaginar. As opções são hamburguers (pelo menos existem outras redes muito melhores do que o McDonalds), pizza (Pizza Hut aqui não chega nem aos pés da de Fortaleza) Fui comer uma Supreme aqui quase vomitei. A carne estava crua, horrível. A de Pepperoni é razoável. Tem outras opções boas também. Quanto a cozinhar em casa, a dificuldade é encontrar os ingredientes, muita coisa que eu usava aí, não tem aqui ou ainda não encontrei um similar... Felizmente consegui fazer os bolinhos e meu franguinho de cada dia :) Mas uma coisa eu tenho de dar o braço a torcer, em termos de sorvete e bolo, aqui supera a Barbaresco e dá de mil no Bom de Vera :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112942547116137875?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112942547116137875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112942547116137875' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112942547116137875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112942547116137875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/minhas-j-no-to-primeiras-impresses.html' title='Minhas [já não tão] primeiras impressões sobre Salt Lake City y otras cositas más...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112941059236760807</id><published>2005-10-15T18:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:09:52.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A verdadeira beleza está nos pequenos detalhes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/rosa_rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/rosa_rosa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ela estava à beira da calçada... E talvez quase ninguém percebesse o quanto ela é bela... Pena! Pelo menos eu percebi e registrei :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112941059236760807?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112941059236760807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112941059236760807' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112941059236760807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112941059236760807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/verdadeira-beleza-est-nos-pequenos.html' title='A verdadeira beleza está nos pequenos detalhes...'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112890730217421567</id><published>2005-10-09T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:21:42.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurubeba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/640/jurubeba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/jurubeba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minha amiga Jurubeba! Por que Jurubeba? Primeiro me fez empurrá-la no primeiro dia pra ir pra casa, derrubou-me no segundo dia (a culpa foi toda dela, é claro) e ainda um pneu furado no terceiro dia! Tinha que ser Jurubeba :D&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/17321654-112890730217421567?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112890730217421567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112890730217421567' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112890730217421567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112890730217421567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/jurubeba.html' title='Jurubeba'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112881660060998987</id><published>2005-10-08T21:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:10:00.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/myprecious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/myprecious.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero mostrar meus novos brinquedos... Sou fa assumida do Senhor dos Aneis, todo mundo sabe... Nao resisti e comprei a trilogia versao estendida, mais a versao de colecionador de O Hobbit, e pra terminar versao de 50o. Aniversario de O Senhor dos Aneis... Babando total... Pense num acabamento de primeira... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And they're mine... my own... my precious!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112881660060998987?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112881660060998987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112881660060998987' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112881660060998987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112881660060998987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-precious.html' title='My precious'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17321654.post-112812373138900747</id><published>2005-09-30T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:58:49.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/1600/manu100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4231/1667/320/manu100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oi, pessoal. Resolvi aderir a esse negócio de blog. Só não sei com que freqüência vou postar aqui, mas pelo menos é um lugar pra eu colocar minhas fotos rapidamente... Não reparem na resolução, pois uso a câmera do palm, que não é lá essas coisas! Bem... É um começo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17321654-112812373138900747?l=emanuelemarques.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/feeds/112812373138900747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17321654&amp;postID=112812373138900747' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112812373138900747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17321654/posts/default/112812373138900747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emanuelemarques.blogspot.com/2005/09/primeiro-post.html' title='Primeiro post'/><author><name>Manu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lAz1q0VGOVQ/TXlfm8CfuLI/AAAAAAAAJM4/k6tUdWfCJS4/s220/DSC_0257.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
