<?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-19785270</id><updated>2011-10-12T14:10:56.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>D e s l i z e s</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-5796959915106027590</id><published>2008-08-29T01:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:28:21.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/SLd6bSlwUDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bgM6yd5Q1zo/s1600-h/004+-+Set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791300734111794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/SLd6bSlwUDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bgM6yd5Q1zo/s320/004+-+Set.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A gente trabalha, mas também se diverte. Abraço a todos os técnicos e amigos do NorthStar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-5796959915106027590?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/5796959915106027590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=5796959915106027590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/5796959915106027590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/5796959915106027590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2008/08/set.html' title='Set'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/SLd6bSlwUDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bgM6yd5Q1zo/s72-c/004+-+Set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-7197880116874962779</id><published>2007-02-19T13:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:11:11.930-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva São Luís!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carnaval. Estou no Maranhão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca gostei de Carnaval, mas a gente curte os dias de folga, não é mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;A viagem é longa, duas escalas antes de chegar a São Luís. O atraso em Congonhas foi de quase 2 horas, mas não dá pra reclamar – já esperei vôos por quase 24 horas. Fico pensando quando é que esse problema terá solução...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praia, sol, muito camarão e, claro, um monte de cosinhas saborosas pra beber.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei daqui, apesar do povo meio caladão. Minha irmã faz muita farra, chama os amigos, agita um churrasco, tem todos os CD’s do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A idéia agora é visitar os Lençóis, mas o tempo resolveu dar uma virada, então não sei se vai rolar. De qualquer forma, estou aqui pra não deslizar! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom Carnaval pra todos. Fotos na chegada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-7197880116874962779?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/7197880116874962779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=7197880116874962779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/7197880116874962779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/7197880116874962779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2007/02/viva-so-lus.html' title='Viva São Luís!'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-116423115191598315</id><published>2006-11-22T19:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:32:31.926-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvin and Hobbes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1243/1866/1600/diversao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1243/1866/200/diversao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; É claro que a vida pode ser mais divertida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/19785270-116423115191598315?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/116423115191598315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=116423115191598315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/116423115191598315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/116423115191598315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/11/calvin-and-hobbes.html' title='Calvin and Hobbes'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-115354545650392485</id><published>2006-07-22T02:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:39:50.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got You Under My Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais uma pra descontrair - o tempo pode até passar, mas a canção fica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Obrigada, Sinatra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I've got you under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got you deep in the heart of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So deep in my heart, that you're really a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got you under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've tried so not to give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've said to myself this affair never will go so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But why should I try to resist, when baby will I know than well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That Ive got you under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd sacrifice anything come what might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the sake of having you near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And repeats, repeats in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't you know you fool, you never can win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Use your mentality, wake up to reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But each time I do, just the thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Makes me stop before I begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause I've got you under my skin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-115354545650392485?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/115354545650392485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=115354545650392485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/115354545650392485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/115354545650392485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-got-you-under-my-skin.html' title='I&apos;ve Got You Under My Skin'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-115117987348770083</id><published>2006-06-24T17:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T17:11:13.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu sempre tenho vontade de escrever – escrever sobre mim, sobre a vida, sobre o que acontece à minha volta. Roteirizar também, porque gosto bastante. Mas, nas últimas semanas, têm sido tantas as coisas pra se pensar, as decisões que tenho que tomar, que acabei deixando o exercício da escrita um pouco de lado. Talvez tenha deixado alguns amigos, também, na mão – quase desapareci. A todos vocês, minhas sinceras desculpas. Prometo voltar o mais breve possível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-115117987348770083?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/115117987348770083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=115117987348770083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/115117987348770083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/115117987348770083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/06/eu-sempre-tenho-vontade-de-escrever.html' title=''/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-114912502249889797</id><published>2006-05-31T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:23:42.510-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deslizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curioso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou achando que esta foto do blog se parece mesmo comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(muitos risos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-114912502249889797?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/114912502249889797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=114912502249889797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114912502249889797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114912502249889797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/05/deslizes.html' title='Deslizes'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-114160911364051251</id><published>2006-03-05T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:38:33.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou começando a enxergar a vida com outros olhos. É uma situação curiosa, pois Deus tem mudado muita coisa em mim. Percebi que desperdicei muito tempo com nada – a vida foi passando, silenciosa mas resoluta, e eu quase fiquei pra trás. Pois é, Deus me salvou também de mim mesma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sou outra pessoa hoje. É como se milhares de possibilidades surgissem diante de mim e eu pudesse escolher as que bem desejar. O irônico é que elas sempre estiveram à minha frente – eu é que não conseguia vê-las ou, talvez, pior, não me permitia vê-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deus trouxe restauração à minha vida. Sei que Ele ainda fará muitas novas e inimagináveis coisas – basta que eu permita Sua ação em mim. Às vezes a ação do Senhor tem gosto doce como mel; outras vezes é amarga e chega a parecer cruel. Mas eu creio neste Deus que deseja, sim, o melhor para Seus filhos – e não estou falando de prosperidade material, mas emocional e espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que me vem à mente, neste momento, é a canção que diz assim: "Cria em mim, ó Deus, um coração puro e renova dentro em mim um espírito reto." Creio que isto tem a ver com nossa postura diante de Deus e diante dos homens. Coração puro e espírito reto – quero ser assim e assim serei!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Puxa, como a vida está mais colorida!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay (sem deslizar!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-114160911364051251?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/114160911364051251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=114160911364051251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114160911364051251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114160911364051251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/03/mudanas.html' title='Mudanças...'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-114151270859292223</id><published>2006-03-04T19:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:51:48.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para os fãs de Calvin and Hobbes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1243/1866/1600/calvin-susie-we-decline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1243/1866/320/calvin-susie-we-decline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boys and Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parece que é assim em todo lugar... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-114151270859292223?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/114151270859292223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=114151270859292223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114151270859292223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/114151270859292223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/03/para-os-fs-de-calvin-and-hobbes.html' title='Para os fãs de Calvin and Hobbes...'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-113884860760292334</id><published>2006-02-02T00:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T01:00:21.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon River</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este não é um blog musical, contudo, nos últimos dias eu tenho andado com várias canções na cabeça e, a maior parte delas, antigas. Esta é de 1961 e foi composta pelo gênio Henry Mancini e Johnny Mercer. Alguns compositores deixam mesmo saudade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando eu era pequena, meu pai tinha a mania de gravar LPs em fita para ouvir no carro durante as viagens que fazíamos – e eram muitas as viagens. Moon River me remete a um tempo muito bom; a uma infância doce e protegida pelo amor dos meus pais. Passei muitos anos sem ouvir esta canção até que, certo dia, aluguei um filme no qual, para minha surpresa, um casal dançou esta música. Muitas, muitas foram as lembranças que me vieram à cabeça. Confesso que chorei bastante. Estranho – já estou crescidinha pra isso, mas, sinceramente, foi impossível me conter e não voltar no tempo. Obrigada, Mancini! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moon River, wider than a mile,&lt;br /&gt;I'm crossing you in style some day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you're going I'm going your way.&lt;br /&gt;Two drifters off to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;There's such a lot of world to see.&lt;br /&gt;We're after the same rainbow's end&lt;br /&gt;Waiting 'round the bend,&lt;br /&gt;My huckleberry friend,&lt;br /&gt;Moon River and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Para ouvi-la na voz de Audrey Hepburn, visite o link: &lt;a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Movies/Tiffanys/moonriver-lyrics.htm"&gt;http://www.reelclassics.com/Movies/Tiffanys/moonriver-lyrics.htm&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-113884860760292334?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/113884860760292334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=113884860760292334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113884860760292334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113884860760292334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/02/moon-river.html' title='Moon River'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-113875354767306553</id><published>2006-01-31T22:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:21:01.470-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Look Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Há canções que vão ficar para sempre. São aquelas que nos remetem aos bons tempos ou, ainda, nos fazem sonhar com dias mais alegres. É bem verdade que algumas delas também nos relembram de momentos que, talvez, gostaríamos de esquecer. Mas, ainda assim, por um motivo ou outro, fazem parte da nossa história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esta é uma das minhas preferidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some day, when I'm awfully low, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the world is cold, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will feel a glow just thinking of you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the way you look tonight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And your cheeks so soft, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is nothing for me but to love you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the way you look tonight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With each word your tenderness grows, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tearing my fear apart... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It touches my foolish heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovely ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never, ever change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep that breathless charm. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't you please arrange it ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I love you ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the way you look tonight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the way you look tonight..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Simplesmente linda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-113875354767306553?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/113875354767306553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=113875354767306553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113875354767306553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113875354767306553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2006/01/way-you-look-tonight.html' title='The Way You Look Tonight'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19785270.post-113434944953565012</id><published>2005-12-11T23:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:03:20.196-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nota de Esclarecimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou usando o endereço antigo, mas o objetivo agora é bem diferente daquele que eu tinha antes. Então ele volta à ativa - de cara nova. Hugs to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19785270-113434944953565012?l=deslizes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/feeds/113434944953565012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19785270&amp;postID=113434944953565012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113434944953565012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19785270/posts/default/113434944953565012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deslizes.blogspot.com/2005/12/nota-de-esclarecimento.html' title='Nota de Esclarecimento'/><author><name>Call_To_Arms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JWBqDfxZjYI/R3bzkAfszQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Cfa8wmANhNE/S220/estrada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
