<?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-8746260</id><updated>2011-12-14T12:56:25.690+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yabbai</title><subtitle type='html'>this is an ex-blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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de lengua portuguesa y traducciones en Santa Fe: Monteiro Lobato.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/114371795461405355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=114371795461405355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/114371795461405355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/114371795461405355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2006/03/ol-macaquinhos-amestrados-de-sites-de.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-113171035654846390</id><published>2005-11-11T21:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:00:30.170+09:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect combo</title><summary type='text'>Ler as Aventuras de Sherlock Holmes na companhia de três freiras.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/113171035654846390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=113171035654846390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113171035654846390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113171035654846390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/11/perfect-combo.html' title='perfect combo'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-113170762626496823</id><published>2005-11-11T20:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:02:49.593+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade, o mais alto fim político</title><summary type='text'>O Paulo, do FYI, fala sobre o fracasso do Free State Project. Segundo ele, ou melhor, segundo Dante Scala, citado por ele, o problema é o individualismo inerente aos libertários que entra em conflito com o grau de colaboração necessário a tal projeto. Sou cético quanto a essa avaliação e também quanto a certas premissas que estão implícitas aí.Sim, libertários costumam ser individualistas. Mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/113170762626496823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=113170762626496823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113170762626496823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113170762626496823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/11/liberdade-o-mais-alto-fim-poltico.html' title='Liberdade, o mais alto fim político'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-113170931876617824</id><published>2005-11-11T20:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:25:21.963+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all downhill</title><summary type='text'>O Estado de Washington passou uma lei que proíbe fumo em estabelecimentos abertos ao público, inclusive bares, restaurantes, hotéis e... tabacarias. Até as áreas ao redor dos lugares fechados são "smoke-free" agora -- a fumaça do cigarro pode penetrar insidiosamente pelas portas, janelas e dutos de ventilação. Do Boston Globe:"It's a victory for everyone," said Paul Payton, spokesman for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/113170931876617824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=113170931876617824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113170931876617824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113170931876617824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-downhill.html' title='It&apos;s all downhill'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-113033458651745568</id><published>2005-10-26T22:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:49:46.523+09:00</updated><title type='text'>jogos</title><summary type='text'>Blogue sobre jogos: Teoria de Jogos (um misnomer?). E já tem post sobre go.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/113033458651745568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=113033458651745568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113033458651745568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113033458651745568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/jogos.html' title='jogos'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-113029910951617395</id><published>2005-10-26T12:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:52:12.566+09:00</updated><title type='text'>saudades do Presidente Figueiredo?</title><summary type='text'>Do Noblat (obrigado, Flavio).De Lula para empresários paulistas:- Quando eu terminar meu mandato, gostaria que vocês,empresários, fizessem uma medição do que aconteceu nosúltimos 30 anos na economia brasileira e fizessem umestudo comparativo [para saber] em que momento nósestivemos melhor, tivemos mais solidez, maiscredibilidade e as coisas andaram muito melhor para oBrasil.Não, Figueiredo está </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/113029910951617395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=113029910951617395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113029910951617395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/113029910951617395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/saudades-do-presidente-figueiredo.html' title='saudades do Presidente Figueiredo?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112973680140221688</id><published>2005-10-20T00:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T00:47:05.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I want YOU</title><summary type='text'>... to fight against the imperialist invaders. Enlist at the nearest BBC, Guardian or Palestinian Authority office.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112973680140221688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112973680140221688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112973680140221688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112973680140221688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-want-you.html' title='I want YOU'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112913045787341902</id><published>2005-10-12T23:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:21:20.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'>não clique</title><summary type='text'>Ingleses descobrem escultura da Dinastia Wang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112913045787341902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112913045787341902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112913045787341902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112913045787341902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-clique.html' title='não clique'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112904115881716060</id><published>2005-10-11T23:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:32:38.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene Jacob</title><summary type='text'>Damn you, Macaulay boy. You're not worthy of lighting a cigarette for her.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112904115881716060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112904115881716060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112904115881716060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112904115881716060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/irene-jacob.html' title='Irene Jacob'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112867137615863307</id><published>2005-10-07T15:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T09:04:02.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ciclistas no Japão</title><summary type='text'>Muita gente usa bicicleta no Japão. As crianças, para ir à escola, adultos, para ir ao trabalho, e até muitos velhinhos, para ir onde quer que velhinhos vão. Quase todo mundo usa aquelas bicicletas com cestinhas. Já vi ciclistas...   andando de bicicleta na chuva, de guarda-chuva. Obviamente é perigoso para o ciclista e para os pedestres que estiverem no caminho, mas ninguém se importa.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112867137615863307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112867137615863307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112867137615863307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112867137615863307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/ciclistas-no-japo.html' title='ciclistas no Japão'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112853604946488193</id><published>2005-10-06T02:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:37:00.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>desmascarando o LLL (parte XVII)</title><summary type='text'>Muitos valentes blogueiros já tomaram para si a árdua tarefa que é desmascarar Alex Cruz, vulgo Alexandre Castro e Almeida, mas ultimamente parecem estar demonstrando sinais de fatiga. Compreensível, frente à truculência que Alex invariavelmente demonstra ao sinal da menor crítica ("eu não gosto de debater"), e da resistência das milhares de alexetes enlouquecidas. Assim, tomo para mim o dever, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112853604946488193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112853604946488193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112853604946488193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112853604946488193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/10/desmascarando-o-lll-parte-xvii.html' title='desmascarando o LLL (parte XVII)'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112786118952095889</id><published>2005-09-28T07:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T07:46:29.526+09:00</updated><title type='text'>por acaso esbarrei no Sr. William Hazlitt</title><summary type='text'>If a person has no delicacy, he has you in his power.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112786118952095889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112786118952095889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112786118952095889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112786118952095889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/por-acaso-esbarrei-no-sr-william.html' title='por acaso esbarrei no Sr. William Hazlitt'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112723217815139031</id><published>2005-09-20T23:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T01:10:14.803+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sobre Katrina</title><summary type='text'>Primeiro, sugiro que ouçam Art Tatum, Willow Weep for Me, e ignorem o resto do post.Então, se insistem, a única coisa que tenho a dizer é que não aguento mais ler a expressão "capital mundial do jazz" se referindo a New Orleans. Tudo bem, entendo que, para um jornalista, deve ser tentador escrever algo como Requiem for New Orleans as Katrina drowns jazz. Mas, newsflash: New Orleans não é a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112723217815139031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112723217815139031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112723217815139031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112723217815139031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/sobre-katrina.html' title='sobre Katrina'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112722623361073411</id><published>2005-09-20T23:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:23:53.616+09:00</updated><title type='text'>olá, pessoas que caem aqui pelo Google</title><summary type='text'>Caem aqui procurando por Almeida Fiel. Deixem de ser preguiçosos: aprendam latim e vão ler a Vulgata, ora.Mas vocês se lembram do Mau Humor? Aquele que tinha acabado? Voltou.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112722623361073411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112722623361073411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112722623361073411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112722623361073411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/ol-pessoas-que-caem-aqui-pelo-google.html' title='olá, pessoas que caem aqui pelo Google'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112651236050035956</id><published>2005-09-12T16:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T18:53:52.820+09:00</updated><title type='text'>eles já era pobrinho memo</title><summary type='text'>Está ficando chata essa história de jornais "legítimos" querendo competir com The Onion. A última é do New York Times:WASHINGTON, Sept. 6 - As President Bush battled criticism over the response to Hurricane Katrina, his mother declared it a success for evacuees who "were underprivileged anyway," saying on Monday that many of the poor people she had seen while touring a Houston relocation site </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112651236050035956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112651236050035956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112651236050035956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112651236050035956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/eles-j-era-pobrinho-memo.html' title='eles já era pobrinho memo'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112607987893355722</id><published>2005-09-07T16:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T16:57:58.936+09:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in a URL?</title><summary type='text'>A guava by any other name would smell as funny.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112607987893355722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112607987893355722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112607987893355722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112607987893355722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-in-url.html' title='what&apos;s in a URL?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112602884026111331</id><published>2005-09-07T02:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T02:49:10.080+09:00</updated><title type='text'>but she does</title><summary type='text'>There she sits in the tearoom of a SoHo hotel, dressed in black, with her Cat Lady glasses, sipping her coffee, smoking her ultrathin cigarettes, and trying (at least for the sake of politeness) to act as if she didn't know she was a goddess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112602884026111331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112602884026111331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112602884026111331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112602884026111331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/but-she-does.html' title='but she does'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112602771232983201</id><published>2005-09-07T02:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T02:28:32.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Do que é este anúncio?</title><summary type='text'>Sei lá. Seja o que for, eu compro. Admito, sou extremamente influenciável por mulheres lindas que fumam.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112602771232983201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112602771232983201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112602771232983201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112602771232983201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-que-este-anncio.html' title='Do que é este anúncio?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112598511670550966</id><published>2005-09-06T14:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:38:36.710+09:00</updated><title type='text'>só isso?</title><summary type='text'>Bah, havia perguntas demais sobre malditos elementos químicos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112598511670550966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112598511670550966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112598511670550966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112598511670550966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/s-isso.html' title='só isso?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112551072052277480</id><published>2005-09-01T02:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:52:00.583+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye, Gaza</title><summary type='text'>Crianças brincando em Gush Katif. A retirada de Gaza é uma coisa triste, mas eu não aguento as fotos com criancinhas chorando. É apelativo e falso como as fotos de velhinhas palestinas segurando chaves de casas que não existem.A foto é de Kitra Cahana, que tem apenas 17 anos. No Jewschool há mais fotos e uma entrevista com ela. No Zeek,  mais fotos acompanhadas de um artigo de Jay Michaelson com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112551072052277480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112551072052277480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112551072052277480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112551072052277480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/09/bye-bye-gaza.html' title='Bye-bye, Gaza'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112502787932482188</id><published>2005-08-26T12:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:44:39.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday</title><summary type='text'>                 Christina RossettiMy heart is like a singing bird  Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;My heart is like an apple-tree  Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;My heart is like a rainbow shell  That paddles in a halcyon sea;My heart is gladder than all these  Because my love is come to me.Raise me a dais of silk and down;  Hang it with vair and purple dyes;Carve it in doves and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112502787932482188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112502787932482188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112502787932482188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112502787932482188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthday.html' title='A Birthday'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112436501271666422</id><published>2005-08-24T03:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T04:37:59.543+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardinal Sin is dead</title><summary type='text'>I am usually too lazy to write obituaries. But today there is no place for laziness. Cardinal Sin has died.The accomplishments and influence of Cardinal Sin go without saying. My sentiments -- mostly of wrath -- are with you, Filipinos. I know many of you are desolate and hopeless. How in the world could we live without Sin? Despair not, my brothers. Cardinal Sin will be forever alive in our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112436501271666422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112436501271666422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112436501271666422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112436501271666422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/cardinal-sin-is-dead.html' title='Cardinal Sin is dead'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112418869055495783</id><published>2005-08-16T19:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:38:10.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'>o que disse, amor? Dor-de-cabeça?</title><summary type='text'>Russian scientists claim a beating on the buttocks with a strong cane is the perfect way to cure everything from depression to alcoholism by releasing the body's natural "happy chemicals" known as endorphins.Tudo é Maya. Ou mentiras.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112418869055495783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112418869055495783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112418869055495783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112418869055495783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-que-disse-amor-dor-de-cabea.html' title='o que disse, amor? Dor-de-cabeça?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112325156881922687</id><published>2005-08-05T23:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T02:21:04.306+09:00</updated><title type='text'>movimento estudantil, é tudo imbecil</title><summary type='text'>No dia em que os universitários brasileiros pararem de se comunicar através de slogans idiotas como“O dinheiro do meu pai não é capim eu quero passe livre sim”e passarem a falar como gente -- observem que não exijo que falem e escrevam como pessoas inteligentes e educadas -- e tiverem idéias e opiniões próprias -- não precisam ser boas -- passarei a tratá-los como gente, e talvez até lhes dê umas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112325156881922687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112325156881922687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112325156881922687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112325156881922687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/movimento-estudantil-tudo-imbecil.html' title='movimento estudantil, é tudo imbecil'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112306751763580883</id><published>2005-08-03T20:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:11:57.636+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sob o yukata, uma calipígia!apresso o passo --é só uma escoliose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112306751763580883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112306751763580883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112306751763580883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112306751763580883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/sob-o-yukata-uma-calipgia-apresso-o.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112306696855946156</id><published>2005-08-03T19:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:02:48.566+09:00</updated><title type='text'>políticos brasileiros, aprendam</title><summary type='text'>Deputado japonês é contra a privatização dos Correios, defendida pelo Primeiro Ministro. Na votação, vira casaca e vota a favor. É duramente criticado. Se suicida.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112306696855946156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112306696855946156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112306696855946156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112306696855946156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/08/polticos-brasileiros-aprendam.html' title='políticos brasileiros, aprendam'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112253692230608475</id><published>2005-07-28T16:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:48:42.313+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estava lendo o blog da Nico Hideyo. Como uma pessoa pode ser tão pequena?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112253692230608475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112253692230608475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112253692230608475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112253692230608475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/07/estava-lendo-o-blog-da-nico-hideyo.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112238089120031714</id><published>2005-07-26T21:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:28:11.206+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Descobri que comprar remédios no Japão pode ser uma experiência dolorosa. Eis uma típica farmácia japonesa. Acho que não adianta eu dizer que Kudawara se pronuncia como "kudauára". E não quero nem saber de onde vêm os perfumes de uma loja chamada Colon Booth. Talvez isso explique o famoso logo do Instituto de Estudos Orientais da UFSC.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112238089120031714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112238089120031714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112238089120031714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112238089120031714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/07/descobri-que-comprar-remdios-no-japo.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112212228596166538</id><published>2005-07-23T21:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:38:06.370+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Primeiro eles vieram buscar os podólatras Mas eu nada faleiporque eu não era podólatra. Depois vieram pegar os BDSMersmas eu fiquei na minhapois não me amarro nisso.Logo vieram prender os gays mas de novo fiquei quietoporque sou hétero.Então vieram em busca dos exibicionistas Daí a gente foi, néNão tinha mais ninguém para a gente se exibir mesmo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112212228596166538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112212228596166538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112212228596166538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112212228596166538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/07/primeiro-eles-vieram-buscar-os.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-112072532487009200</id><published>2005-07-07T17:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T19:17:07.990+09:00</updated><title type='text'>dúvida</title><summary type='text'>Eu estava contente com a moça das romãs como o último post deste blog, mas uma dúvida cruel me assola.Muita gente torce para o underdog. Por que ninguém nunca torce para a underbitch?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/112072532487009200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=112072532487009200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112072532487009200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/112072532487009200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/07/dvida.html' title='dúvida'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111960822764485943</id><published>2005-06-24T19:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T17:26:43.946+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl with pomegranates</title><summary type='text'>Óleo de Samsonov Igor (à venda em Isrart.com).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111960822764485943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111960822764485943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111960822764485943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111960822764485943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/girl-with-pomegranates.html' title='A girl with pomegranates'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111952699148118217</id><published>2005-06-23T19:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:12:06.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>worthless post for the day</title><summary type='text'>The worthless word for the day is:   usquebaugh [fr. Irish Gaelic uisce beathadh, water of life,  whiskey (translation of Medieval Latin aqua vitae)]/OOS kwi bah/Irish &amp; Scots  whiskey"You are strangely giddy. I should have neverordered you usquebaugh."- Neal Stephenson, The System of the World"The term aquavit, like eau de vie and usquebaugh (theGaelic word from which "whiskey" is derived), is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111952699148118217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111952699148118217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111952699148118217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111952699148118217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/worthless-post-for-day.html' title='worthless post for the day'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111928781072222254</id><published>2005-06-21T19:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T19:37:48.883+09:00</updated><title type='text'>o poder da zelite</title><summary type='text'>Na Coréia do Norte, também, a culpa é da zelite. Vejam o resultado da busca por Korea e zelite no Google Images.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111928781072222254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111928781072222254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111928781072222254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111928781072222254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/o-poder-da-zelite.html' title='o poder da zelite'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111928658536391916</id><published>2005-06-21T01:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T19:00:20.433+09:00</updated><title type='text'>a culpa é da Zelite</title><summary type='text'>Um post do Cláudio Avolio me lembrou do seguinte caso:Sobre a mesa da desembargadora Zelite Andrade Carneiro, do Tribunal de Justiça de Rondônia, repousa um processo com 32 volumes que trata de um dos casos mais bárbaros da história recente do Brasil: o massacre de Corumbiara. Doze pessoas morreram, dez trabalhadores rurais e dois policiais militares.E quem foi o culpado por esse crime? A Zelite,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111928658536391916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111928658536391916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111928658536391916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111928658536391916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/culpa-da-zelite.html' title='a culpa é da Zelite'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111791202137027841</id><published>2005-06-05T03:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T02:46:02.320+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sou contra as cotas para os pretos</title><summary type='text'>Quero ver fdp vir me prender. Ah, e neonazista é a profissional do sexo que o pariu.(Obrigado pelo link, Claudio.)PS: Edson me avisou que o crime do cara não foi a criação da comunidade em si, mas a publicação de coisas como  "concordo em utilizar da violência porque esse bando de fdp só sussega (sic) no hospital ou no túmulo" e "o lugar desses macacos sujos é na floresta, e não na faculdade".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111791202137027841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111791202137027841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111791202137027841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111791202137027841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/sou-contra-as-cotas-para-os-pretos.html' title='sou contra as cotas para os pretos'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111779885474326959</id><published>2005-06-03T20:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:41:56.986+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying with strong wind</title><summary type='text'>Óleo de Paulker Alex. Roubei do IsrArt.com.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111779885474326959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111779885474326959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111779885474326959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111779885474326959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/flying-with-strong-wind.html' title='Flying with strong wind'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111771610299798635</id><published>2005-06-02T21:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:43:11.083+09:00</updated><title type='text'>quase igual</title><summary type='text'>Alguém caiu aqui procurando por:Denise RichardsThe official Website for Denise Richards from Starbuzz.tv - the celebrity network, designed by celebrities. From Stipko Media - A New Media company. porque o gúgol diz que este blogue é similar a ele. Lisonjeado. Mas o melhor é que, fazendo a busca inversa, descubro que os outros mais similares a meu blog são:&lt;!--m--&gt;Ananova - Formula for a happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111771610299798635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111771610299798635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111771610299798635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111771610299798635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/quase-igual.html' title='quase igual'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111771420547859826</id><published>2005-06-02T20:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:10:05.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>estereótipos</title><summary type='text'>Não é verdade que os japoneses sejam manés, otakus, super tímidos, e não consigam arranjar namorada.  Vejam este japa, ele tem duas namoradas (embaixo de cada foto estão os diálogos).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111771420547859826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111771420547859826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111771420547859826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111771420547859826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/06/esteretipos.html' title='estereótipos'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111730790713932244</id><published>2005-05-29T04:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T04:18:27.146+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Grupo de Estudos Liberais</title><summary type='text'>Não vou entrar, por enquanto, mas aí vai o convite e a página do grupo. Via Abafos e Desabafos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111730790713932244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111730790713932244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111730790713932244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111730790713932244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/grupo-de-estudos-liberais.html' title='Grupo de Estudos Liberais'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111721256071996147</id><published>2005-05-28T01:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T01:52:06.726+09:00</updated><title type='text'>in related news</title><summary type='text'>No Paquistão, onde 97% da população é muçulmana,At least 20 people were dead and 50 injured when a suicide bomber blew himself up at Bari Imam compound where hundreds of people including women and children belonging to Shiite community were attending an annual religious congregation on Friday morning.(...)Meanwhile, Sheikh Rashid Ahmad, the information minister, condemned the attack and said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111721256071996147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111721256071996147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111721256071996147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111721256071996147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-related-news.html' title='in related news'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111720839653858873</id><published>2005-05-27T23:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T19:42:28.676+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragédia após lançamento do Supertrunfo Católico</title><summary type='text'>Após um grupo de blogueiros lançar o Super Trunfo Católico, considerado profano pela Igreja, milhões de católicos saíram às ruas do País ontem para protestar. As manifestações logo saíram fora de controle, resultando em 5 trios elétricos com músicas de Padre Marcelo, 42 mortes, 232 feridos e dezenas de abortos. O Super Trunfo Católico é uma paródia do jogo de cartas Super Trunfo, mas com santos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111720839653858873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111720839653858873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111720839653858873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111720839653858873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/tragdia-aps-lanamento-do-supertrunfo.html' title='Tragédia após lançamento do Supertrunfo Católico'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111701760886152472</id><published>2005-05-25T19:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:48:17.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>o anarquismo que ousa dizer seu nome</title><summary type='text'>Anarquistas gaúchos se reúnem para discutir o nome de sua organização. Que tal Grupo Anarquista Gaúcho? Não, a sigla GAG não ficaria bem. Sociedade Anarquista do Rio Grande do Sul? Não, SARS é nome de doença. Ah, então vamos de Federação Anarquista Gaúcha, a FAG.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111701760886152472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111701760886152472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111701760886152472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111701760886152472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-anarquismo-que-ousa-dizer-seu-nome.html' title='o anarquismo que ousa dizer seu nome'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111701670920860841</id><published>2005-05-25T17:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:25:09.250+09:00</updated><title type='text'>mãe, ele me chamou de wunderblogger!</title><summary type='text'>Não tinha percebido, parece que wunderblogger está virando genérico. Digo, no vocabulário dos seus críticos. Daqui a pouco vira xingamento genérico como "fascista" ou "nazista". Já imagino grupos de skinheads do ABC se defendendo: "somos a favor da pureza racial paulista, execramos a pederastia, mas NÃO somos wunderbloggers". Falando nisso, tem uma crítica-padrão que é a minha preferida, mais ou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111701670920860841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111701670920860841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111701670920860841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111701670920860841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-ele-me-chamou-de-wunderblogger.html' title='mãe, ele me chamou de wunderblogger!'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111683634564934336</id><published>2005-05-23T17:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T17:19:05.656+09:00</updated><title type='text'>a lenda do pianista do mar</title><summary type='text'>Dripping wet and deeply disturbed, the smartly-dressed man was discovered walking along a windswept road beside the sea. Over the next few days he steadfastly refused, or was unable, to answer the most simple questions about who he was or where he had come from.It was only when someone in hospital had the bright idea of leaving him with a piece of paper and pencils that the first intriguing clue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111683634564934336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111683634564934336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111683634564934336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111683634564934336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/lenda-do-pianista-do-mar.html' title='a lenda do pianista do mar'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111648399256023621</id><published>2005-05-19T15:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:41:46.200+09:00</updated><title type='text'>move along, nothing to see here</title><summary type='text'>Quem veio aqui através do artigo da Falha de S. Paulo, não se preocupe se não encontrar "análises bem-humoradas sobre o panorama nacional", eu mesmo fiquei surpreso com essa descrição e dei uma olhada no meu próprio blog pra ver se encontrava tais "análises", sem sucesso. Temos fotos da "Revolução" dos Cedros, serve?Nada contra quem faça análises bem-humoradas sobre o panorama nacional, mas é que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111648399256023621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111648399256023621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111648399256023621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111648399256023621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/move-along-nothing-to-see-here.html' title='move along, nothing to see here'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111625841157798153</id><published>2005-05-16T23:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T02:48:42.490+09:00</updated><title type='text'>conversa furtada</title><summary type='text'>Subindo a rua da minha casa. Uma menininha aponta pra um canto de um galpão  (aparentemente abandonado)  e pergunta pra vó:- Morreu alguém aqui?- Por quê?!Como eu estava de bicicleta, já estava meio longe quando a menina explicou o porquê da pergunta. Só ouvi algo a ver com "nasceu". Droga, eu devia ter parado pra ouvir.Não tinha nada de anormal naquele cantinho, só um monte de folhas secas. E se</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111625841157798153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111625841157798153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111625841157798153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111625841157798153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/conversa-furtada.html' title='conversa furtada'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111599172870720536</id><published>2005-05-13T21:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:46:13.070+09:00</updated><title type='text'>America We Fuck as We Stand Yeah</title><summary type='text'>Este vídeo (se não funcionar, tem uma cópia aqui) só pode ser coisa de anti-americano, ou no mínimo um democrata anti-Bush com mais talento que o Michael Moore. Mas não, Dennis "Danger" Madalone jura que é patriota e que o filme é pró-EUA.Alguém tentou piorar -- ou melhorar, não sei -- a coisa, mixando com America Fuck Yeah,  da trilha de Team America, última animação dos criadores do South Park </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111599172870720536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111599172870720536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111599172870720536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111599172870720536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/america-we-fuck-as-we-stand-yeah.html' title='America We Fuck as We Stand Yeah'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111556363852817815</id><published>2005-05-08T23:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T23:47:18.613+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As for colonialism, this third-world feminist of color should get down on her knees and thank Siva that her country was the beneficiary of British colonialism. Without it, she would never have heard of feminism or even of the third world, since the very concept depends upon the freedom, education, and language that the West brought to savages countries in the 18th and 19th centuries. India is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111556363852817815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111556363852817815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111556363852817815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111556363852817815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-for-colonialism-this-third-world.html' title=''/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111539864277407813</id><published>2005-05-07T00:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:17:22.546+09:00</updated><title type='text'>livros</title><summary type='text'>O Noronha passou a bola. Agora é só chutar pro mato. Eu realmente não li livros o suficiente pra ter um gosto definido, mesmo se restringindo à ficção. Quando criança lia aos montes, mas desde que entrei na universidade tenho lido pouca ficção, e não tenho nem a desculpa clássica de falta de tempo: é falta de concentração (abandono livros no meio) ou preguiça mesmo. Mas vamos lá...Não podendo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111539864277407813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111539864277407813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111539864277407813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111539864277407813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/05/livros.html' title='livros'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111466198100449695</id><published>2005-04-28T12:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T13:25:07.950+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean's 11 &amp; 12</title><summary type='text'>Alguma coisa acontece quando entro nessa vídeo locadora, aquele detector que fica na entrada deve fazer algum efeito misterioso no meu cérebro e acabo pegando filme em alemão com legenda em japonês, filme com lombrigas alienígenas, e documentários de horror japoneses.Da última vez, queria rever Ocean's Eleven antes de assistir Ocean's Twelve no cinema. A locadora espertamente colocou cópias do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111466198100449695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111466198100449695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111466198100449695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111466198100449695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/oceans-11-12.html' title='Ocean&apos;s 11 &amp; 12'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111441539167782374</id><published>2005-04-25T16:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:53:26.880+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo! and behold</title><summary type='text'>I owe my complete restoration to a discovery I  made  while  being  treated  at that particular  very  expensive  sanatorium.  I  discovered there was an endless source of robust enjoyment in trifling with psychiatrists: cunningly leading them on; never letting them see that you know all the tricks of  the  trade; inventing  for  them  elaborate  dreams,  pure classics in style (which make them, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111441539167782374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111441539167782374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111441539167782374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111441539167782374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/lo-and-behold.html' title='Lo! and behold'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111417149572668431</id><published>2005-04-22T20:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:10:44.603+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazarus Long</title><summary type='text'>A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111417149572668431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111417149572668431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111417149572668431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111417149572668431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/lazarus-long.html' title='Lazarus Long'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111416876891289601</id><published>2005-04-22T19:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:20:18.850+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Faixa de Gaze</title><summary type='text'>O vice-primeiro-ministro (segundo-ministro?) israelense Shimon Peres deve ser especialista em boas intenções. Os Acordos de Oslo, por exemplo, foram tão geniais, tão bem-intencionados que lhe valeram um Nobel da Paz. Na prática Oslo foi um fracasso explosivo, mas isso não importa (ao contrário dos outros prêmios Nobel, para ganhar o da Paz o que vale é a intenção).Agora, com a retirada dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111416876891289601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111416876891289601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111416876891289601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111416876891289601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/faixa-de-gaze.html' title='Faixa de Gaze'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111391527051329062</id><published>2005-04-19T21:16:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:54:30.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'>biodiversidade</title><summary type='text'>"Defender a biodiversidade é a forma mais profunda de viver a espiritualidade." Quem disse isso não foi um hippie do Greenpeace, mas um monge beneditino. Agora entendo como monges podem passar tanto tempo enclausurados e plantando alface. É que não estão enclausurados e plantando alface, estão no campo criando novas plantas híbridas e nos laboratórios pesquisando biogenética, atingindo assim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111391527051329062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111391527051329062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111391527051329062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111391527051329062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/biodiversidade.html' title='biodiversidade'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111270647159714235</id><published>2005-04-11T12:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:17:56.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>idéias para adesivos de carro</title><summary type='text'>Don´t immanentize the eschaton!O GÊNIO É UM SER ESPECIAL SAÍDO DO NADA (*)Um outro mundo não é possível.(*) de Julio Dapunt (falarei mais sobre ele depois)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111270647159714235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111270647159714235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111270647159714235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111270647159714235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/idias-para-adesivos-de-carro.html' title='idéias para adesivos de carro'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111263760203932511</id><published>2005-04-04T22:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T10:45:07.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>crítica literária express</title><summary type='text'>Li a primeira página de A Hora da Estrela, na livraria. É ruim. Li as duas páginas seguintes para confirmar, folheei um pouco. É mal escrito, e não convence. E isso é a obra-prima dela?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111263760203932511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111263760203932511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111263760203932511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111263760203932511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/crtica-literria-express.html' title='crítica literária express'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111265087689233213</id><published>2005-04-04T22:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T10:42:36.116+09:00</updated><title type='text'>back to Bananão</title><summary type='text'>De férias, depois de uma viagem muito muito longa. A parada de 7 horas em Toronto não ajuda: muito curta pra sair do aeroporto e dar uma olhada na cidade, muito longa pra ser confortável.Criei vários posts geniais durante o vôo, mas infelizmente não os escrevi e os esqueci todos. Antes de falar mal do Brasil, tenho que falar bem do Japão. Depois que se passa um tempo lá, acostuma-se com a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111265087689233213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111265087689233213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111265087689233213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111265087689233213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-banano.html' title='back to Bananão'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111213611739560457</id><published>2005-03-30T05:52:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:27:30.606+09:00</updated><title type='text'>você sabe que está gastando tempo demais com blogs quando</title><summary type='text'>lê uma menção a Almirante Nelson e se pergunta o que o Nelson da Praia tem a ver com a história, até que suas sinapses ainda ligadas ao mundo real o lembram que é o inglês, claro, Vice Admiral Horatio Lord Nelson, herói de tantas batalhas contra Napoleão. Entre outros títulos, tinha o de Knight of the Most Honourable Order of the Bath, talvez porque naquela época fosse deveras heróico tomar banho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111213611739560457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111213611739560457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111213611739560457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111213611739560457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/voc-sabe-que-est-gastando-tempo-demais.html' title='você sabe que está gastando tempo demais com blogs quando'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111211110179706809</id><published>2005-03-29T15:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T11:07:25.983+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A, Jung! Nu, já?</title><summary type='text'>Ó Id, rato tardio. Superego, gere pus!Ego, foge!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111211110179706809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111211110179706809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111211110179706809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111211110179706809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/jung-nu-j.html' title='A, Jung! Nu, já?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111158106269711303</id><published>2005-03-23T21:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:31:02.696+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que não escrevo muito aqui</title><summary type='text'>Indolence saves us from prolixity and thereby from the shamelessness inherent in production.Bill Vallicela comenta outros aforismos de Cioran (parece-me impertinente comentar aforismos, mas afinal é um blog de filosofia). E isto:« Tout ce que j'ai de bon vient de ma paresse; sans elle, qui m'aurait empêché de mettre en application mes mauvais desseins ? Elle m'a heureusement contenu dans les </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111158106269711303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111158106269711303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111158106269711303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111158106269711303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/por-que-no-escrevo-muito-aqui.html' title='Por que não escrevo muito aqui'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111149506813792621</id><published>2005-03-20T21:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:39:34.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero meu dinheiro de volta</title><summary type='text'>É chato ser acordado duas vezes na mesma manhã de domingo. A primeira foi uma entrega. Eu sabia que chegaria de manhã, inclusive pedi que fosse de manhã para que eu não precisasse ficar a tarde toda em casa esperando.Mas a segunda vez foi um terremoto de magnitude 6 (os jornais estrangeiros dizem que foi 7). Quando eu vim para Fukuoka me disseram que não havia terremotos por aqui. Quero meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111149506813792621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111149506813792621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111149506813792621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111149506813792621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/quero-meu-dinheiro-de-volta.html' title='Quero meu dinheiro de volta'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111105549133718027</id><published>2005-03-17T19:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:31:31.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia (sem acento)</title><summary type='text'>Começar a ler um livro é sempre tão chato, aquele narrador falando daquele bando de gente que você não conhece...Eu só suporto a minha própria intolerância (que não é das pequenas). A intolerância dos outros me chateia. [...]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111105549133718027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111105549133718027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111105549133718027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111105549133718027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/olivia-sem-acento.html' title='Olivia (sem acento)'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111089857977679688</id><published>2005-03-15T23:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:56:19.776+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma demonstração no Líbano</title><summary type='text'>Não sei se demonstração é uma tradução apropriada para demonstration. Bem, neste caso é.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111089857977679688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111089857977679688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111089857977679688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111089857977679688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/mais-uma-demonstrao-no-lbano.html' title='Mais uma demonstração no Líbano'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111081946340068991</id><published>2005-03-15T00:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:59:08.726+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Desertos e pomares</title><summary type='text'>Às vezes dizem que Israel transformou desertos em pomares (ou jardins, take your pick). Pode ser uma imagem bíblica bonita, mas quando usada para se falar de um país contemporâneo e secular sempre me pareceu um pouco apologético demais, quase uma propaganda de viagem de turismo. Até que eu vi esta foto de satélite:Se ainda houver dúvida, veja um mapa político. Sim, ao sul o deserto do Negev </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111081946340068991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111081946340068991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111081946340068991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111081946340068991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/desertos-e-pomares.html' title='Desertos e pomares'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111070613571994904</id><published>2005-03-13T18:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:30:04.256+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Êxodo 8:2</title><summary type='text'>Se você prestar bastante atenção nessa cena de Magnolia, verá um sapinho gay ao fundo cantando:Humidity's risingBarometer's getting lowAccording to all sourcesThe street's the place to go'Cos tonight for the first timeAt just about half past tenFor the first time in historyIt's gonna start raining menIt's raining menHallelujah it's raining men, AmenIt's raining menHallelujah it's raining men, Amen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111070613571994904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111070613571994904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111070613571994904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111070613571994904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/xodo-82.html' title='Êxodo 8:2'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111056917459629457</id><published>2005-03-12T03:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T04:42:52.140+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Let love and friendship their choicest treasures then display</title><summary type='text'>O Cisco achou a letra bobinha:The animals went in two by two, Hurrah, HurrahThe animals went in two by twoThe elephant and the kangarooAnd they all went into the arkJust to get out of the rainMas é legal cantada. É uma melodia bem popular, mas só descobri que tinha uma letra quando a ouvi cantada por uma banda alemã de heavy metal (!).A melodia é de uma canção tradicional irlandesa, mas a versão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111056917459629457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111056917459629457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111056917459629457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111056917459629457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/let-love-and-friendship-their-choicest.html' title='Let love and friendship their choicest treasures then display'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110225423676166125</id><published>2005-03-11T20:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:56:12.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>numa noite de outono</title><summary type='text'>O mar soprando frio, e os peixes pulando, pulando como se fosse verão.— Queria ser amarga também.— Eu te ensino.Ele quase se arrependeu da resposta impensada e boba, mas ela sorriu um sorriso tão puro, cheio de gratidão e doçura. Ele soube, aliviado, que ela nunca aprenderia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110225423676166125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110225423676166125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110225423676166125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110225423676166125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/numa-noite-de-outono.html' title='numa noite de outono'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-111012045981249367</id><published>2005-03-06T23:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:32:57.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ô lá em casa!</title><summary type='text'>Fotos da AFP/Patrick Baz, via Instapundit. Mas não vou fazer como o Glenn Reynolds que colocou um monte de texto inútil.Revolução? É um maldito desfile.Obrigado, São Maron, pelas graças.PS: mas, sério, um critério simples: não tem sangue, não é revolução.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/111012045981249367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=111012045981249367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111012045981249367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/111012045981249367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/l-em-casa.html' title='Ô lá em casa!'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110983391313979009</id><published>2005-03-03T16:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T16:13:10.040+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A propósito</title><summary type='text'>do post  anterior.QUÃO formosos são os teus pés nos sapatos, ó filha do príncipe! Os contornos de tuas coxas são como jóias, trabalhadas por mãos de artista.O teu umbigo como uma taça redonda, a que não falta bebida; o teu ventre como montão de trigo, cercado de lírios.O teu pescoço como a torre de marfim; os teus olhos como as piscinas de Hesbom, junto à porta de Bate-Rabim; o teu nariz como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110983391313979009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110983391313979009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110983391313979009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110983391313979009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/propsito.html' title='A propósito'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110983129714277445</id><published>2005-03-03T15:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:57:46.870+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigueira, porém formosa</title><summary type='text'>Acho que ela ficaria mais bonita se não fosse cara-pintada e não estivesse num protesto político. Mas é bonita.Fora síria! Fiquem, libanesas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110983129714277445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110983129714277445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110983129714277445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110983129714277445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/03/trigueira-porm-formosa.html' title='Trigueira, porém formosa'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110958208435908022</id><published>2005-02-28T18:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:14:44.360+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que estudar os clássicos?</title><summary type='text'>Talvez a melhor resposta que eu já vi:I studied Latin in high school, private (Jesuit) school of course. I and a friend actually used the first few lines of the Aeneid to get out of a traffic ticket in high school! The judge was an old curmudgeon who asked if they still made us study Latin, so we immediately launched into the Aeneid. This obviously impressed the judge that we were good students </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110958208435908022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110958208435908022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110958208435908022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110958208435908022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/por-que-estudar-os-clssicos.html' title='Por que estudar os clássicos?'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110953838366321896</id><published>2005-02-28T02:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:36:05.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um maligno plano sionista</title><summary type='text'>O dia de descanso tradicional no mundo muçulmano é a sexta-feira. O governo iraquiano decretou a extensão do fim-de-semana, que agora inclue o sábado. Mas os iraquianos mais atentos perceberam que isso é mais um plano sionista, pois descansar no sábado é coisa de judeu, e estão protestando. É impressionante como os tentáculos dos sábios de Sião alcançam até a nossa definição de fim-de-semana. Até</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110953838366321896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110953838366321896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110953838366321896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110953838366321896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/mais-um-maligno-plano-sionista.html' title='Mais um maligno plano sionista'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110950300104324529</id><published>2005-02-27T19:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:33:21.756+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Barganha</title><summary type='text'>Os 54 volumes da edição original de Great Books of Western World por míseros U$75, no eBay. O frete custa U$60 nos EUA,  mas mesmo assim é muito barato.  Pena que o frete internacional é tão caro, U$350.Vou continuar filando a biblioteca. Os livros estão novinhos, ninguém lê. Uma vez, o Aristóteles que eu havia pego antes não estava lá. Achei estranho, mas de certa forma foi uma boa surpresa. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110950300104324529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110950300104324529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110950300104324529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110950300104324529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/barganha.html' title='Barganha'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110936354106204238</id><published>2005-02-26T02:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T05:32:21.063+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Laputa, Balnibarbi, Luggnagg, Glubbdubrib</title><summary type='text'>As Viagens de Gulliver é legal. Este trecho me foi angustiante:In the midst of all this Happiness, and when I looked upon myself to be fully settled for Life, my Master sent for me one Morning a little earlier than his usual Hour. I observed by his Countenance that he was in some Perplexity, and at a Loss how to begin what he had to speak. After a short Silence, He told me he did not know how I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110936354106204238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110936354106204238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110936354106204238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110936354106204238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/laputa-balnibarbi-luggnagg-glubbdubrib.html' title='Laputa, Balnibarbi, Luggnagg, Glubbdubrib'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110888789194763250</id><published>2005-02-24T02:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T02:34:42.086+09:00</updated><title type='text'>um sonho lúcido (microconto)</title><summary type='text'>Atravessava a ladeira, indo para o trabalho, quando percebeu que estava descalço e sem calça. No meio da rua, de samba-canção, via todo mundo rindo de si e não conseguia andar. Quando percebia que era sonho e estava para acordar, viu o ônibus, e o ônibus não conseguiu parar.A família se espantou com a poça de sangue na cama, mas ninguém percebeu a tênue marca de pneus nos lençóis.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110888789194763250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110888789194763250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110888789194763250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110888789194763250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/um-sonho-lcido-microconto.html' title='um sonho lúcido (microconto)'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110867107206979743</id><published>2005-02-18T15:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T01:51:00.503+09:00</updated><title type='text'>From Dawn to Decadence</title><summary type='text'>Londres, 1497The air is soft and delicious. The men are sensible and intelligent. Many of them are learned. They know their classics, and so accurately that I have lost little in not going to Italy. The English girls are divinely pretty and they have one custom which cannot be too much admired. When you go anywhere on a visit, the girls kiss you. They kiss you when you arrive. They kiss you when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110867107206979743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110867107206979743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110867107206979743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110867107206979743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-dawn-to-decadence.html' title='From Dawn to Decadence'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110866298755601319</id><published>2005-02-18T02:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T15:39:35.430+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamcatcher</title><summary type='text'>Preciso parar com essa mania de não ler resenhas antes de ir ao cinema ou locadora. Se eu tivesse passado no Rotten Tomatoes eu nunca teria pego Dreamcatcher. Pra falar a verdade, eu peguei porque gostei do nome. E embora a maioria dos filmes de suspense-terror seja lixo, Stephen King muitas vezes acerta. O filme começa bem, nos primeiros 10 minutos eu estava pensando, putz, já gostei desse filme</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110866298755601319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110866298755601319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110866298755601319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110866298755601319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/dreamcatcher.html' title='Dreamcatcher'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110864264128611400</id><published>2005-02-17T20:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:22:41.820+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavalos kandachime</title><summary type='text'>Para a leitora que gosta de cavalos. Não são bonitos? É uma raça que veio da Mongólia e era usada nas fazendas, mas desde que ficaram obsoletos estão em vias de extinção: só há 29 deles na província de Aomori e, suponho, nenhum no resto do Japão. Achei a foto acima especialmente bonita (roubei do jornal Yomiuri).Dá até vontade de visitar Aomori. Mas é longe, mais de 1000 km daqui. Além disso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110864264128611400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110864264128611400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110864264128611400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110864264128611400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/cavalos-kandachime.html' title='Cavalos kandachime'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110815752070796166</id><published>2005-02-12T07:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T06:53:24.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Ideas</title><summary type='text'>Quem Mortimer Adler pensa que é, para nos impor uma coleção de "Grandes" Livros do "Ocidente", e excluir (mais uma vez) a América Latina? Ora, quem precisa de definições retrógradas de "civilização"? Aprendi com o mestre Jabor que all we need is love and Carnaval (hat tip: Claudio Avolio). Olha, um samba-enredo contém mais "grandes idéias" que qualquer um desses "grandes livros" de homens brancos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110815752070796166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110815752070796166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110815752070796166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110815752070796166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/great-ideas.html' title='The Great Ideas'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110807146054785625</id><published>2005-02-11T07:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T06:45:50.476+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Processo de paz</title><summary type='text'>Forças de segurança palestinas treinando. A foto pode sugerir que eles tenham más intenções, mas não há por que se preocupar: assim que eles tiverem um Estado só deles, ao lado de Israel, vão todos virar pessoas ordeiras e tolerantes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110807146054785625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110807146054785625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110807146054785625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110807146054785625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/processo-de-paz.html' title='Processo de paz'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110768629893600941</id><published>2005-02-11T01:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T04:56:16.850+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Disraeli kicks Celtic ass</title><summary type='text'>Lendo um artigo de Jonah Goldberg sobre a propriedade de se usar jew no lugar de jewish, encontro esta pérola:For centuries "Jew" was the preferred pejorative term for Jewish people. For example, "Don't Jew me" meant don't haggle me down to the lowest possible price. "Dirty" or "filthy Jew" were standard parings. Benjamin Disraeli the 19th century British Prime Minister offered perhaps the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110768629893600941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110768629893600941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110768629893600941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110768629893600941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/disraeli-kicks-celtic-ass.html' title='Disraeli kicks Celtic ass'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110796834604544835</id><published>2005-02-10T01:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:59:06.046+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuba proíbe fumo em lugares públicos</title><summary type='text'>Importando as manias dos imperialistas, hein?"They can't take this away from me. I'll kill them," said Graciela Gonzalez, 80, clutching a fat stogie [charuto]. "This is my life."Give'em hell, abuelita!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110796834604544835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110796834604544835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110796834604544835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110796834604544835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/cuba-probe-fumo-em-lugares-pblicos.html' title='Cuba proíbe fumo em lugares públicos'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110792574786052700</id><published>2005-02-09T14:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T14:09:57.376+09:00</updated><title type='text'>saquê</title><summary type='text'>Aliás, os japoneses gostam muito de álcool. Acho que é algo que está no sangue deles.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110792574786052700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110792574786052700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110792574786052700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110792574786052700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/saqu.html' title='saquê'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110775793082928369</id><published>2005-02-09T13:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:54:49.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><summary type='text'>Não vou falar mal do Carnaval, que não quero alimentar boatos de que eu não seja patriota. Ia falar do Carnaval num evento aqui. Os japoneses da Câmara Júnior de Comércio convidaram eu, o Manuel e os cara pra falar dos nossos maravilhosos países e iam nos pagar por isso (como deve ser bom ter dinheiro sobrando. Como deve ser doce ter grana para comprar vinhos e iates e mulheres e, ao invés disso,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110775793082928369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110775793082928369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110775793082928369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110775793082928369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110763354775501554</id><published>2005-02-06T01:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T05:22:07.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiita Bacana</title><summary type='text'>Xiita bacana lá da MartinicaSe veste com burca que não mostra nadicaNão usa blazer / não usa ternoVerão pra ela é pleno invernoFundamentalista com toda a razãoSó faz o que manda / o seu AlcorãoPS: Para quem não conhece (alguém não conhece?) ou não se lembra do original, está aqui.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110763354775501554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110763354775501554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110763354775501554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110763354775501554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/xiita-bacana.html' title='Xiita Bacana'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110759417124426106</id><published>2005-02-05T17:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T18:42:21.430+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora sou eu que mando aqui</title><summary type='text'>Tragédia no Afeganistão: metade da população judia morreu.OK, só havia dois judeus. Ishaq Levin, depois de 80 invernos afegãos, is no more. Zevulun Simantov, o judeu que restou, mostra seu pesar:“He was a very bad man who tried to get me killed,” Mr Simentov, 45, said with a grin as he warmed his toes against the Kabul winter on a gas-burning stove. “Now I am the Jew here, I am the boss.”  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110759417124426106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110759417124426106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110759417124426106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110759417124426106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/agora-sou-eu-que-mando-aqui.html' title='Agora sou eu que mando aqui'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110754568306039721</id><published>2005-02-05T04:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T04:34:43.060+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewmaica</title><summary type='text'>Eu achava que rapper japonês era algo bizarro, até que conheci Matisyahu, o rapper cantor de reggae judeu ortodoxo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110754568306039721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110754568306039721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110754568306039721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110754568306039721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/jewmaica.html' title='Jewmaica'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110735363997682678</id><published>2005-02-02T22:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:18:14.346+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua excelência, El Ministro</title><summary type='text'>No ano passado, Gilberto Gil pisou na buela durante um concerto na Galícia ao se dirigir à platéia em espanhol (Galícia é na Espanha mas seus habitantes falam galego, um dialeto perfeitamente compreensível do português). Quando o público pediu a ele que falasse em português, el ministro respondeu que "aqui todos nos entendemos, falar português está bem, mas se é por nacionalismo não está tão bem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110735363997682678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110735363997682678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110735363997682678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110735363997682678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/sua-excelncia-el-ministro.html' title='Sua excelência, El Ministro'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110734606468501046</id><published>2005-02-02T20:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:56:09.926+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Militantes iraquianos capturam GI Joe</title><summary type='text'>Como seria o mundo sem jornalistas tapados? Muito melhor, mas não tão divertido.  A Associated Press publicou a notícia de que terroristas teriam capturado o soldado americano John Adam e ameaçado matá-lo em 72 horas etc. A reportagem inclui esta foto:Mas não inclui estas, tiradas quando Adam ainda estava em treinamento:Naturalmente, milhares de jornais estão reproduzindo a notícia. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110734606468501046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110734606468501046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110734606468501046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110734606468501046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/02/militantes-iraquianos-capturam-gi-joe.html' title='Militantes iraquianos capturam GI Joe'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110717170532659311</id><published>2005-01-31T20:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:10:11.370+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Falando nisso...</title><summary type='text'>O que acontece quando se juntam puteiros, ahn, prostíbulos regulamentados a um vasto sistema de bem-estar social? Na Alemanha, uma garçonete desempregada está correndo o risco de perder o direito ao seguro-desemprego por ter recusado uma proposta de emprego numa, er, casa de tolerância:   The waitress, an unemployed information technology professional, had said that she was willing to work in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110717170532659311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110717170532659311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110717170532659311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110717170532659311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/falando-nisso.html' title='Falando nisso...'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110710144382518711</id><published>2005-01-30T23:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:13:55.506+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosplay</title><summary type='text'>Os japoneses inventaram o cosplay, mas é difícil imaginar o Koizumi fantasiado de carteiro. Tá, o Lula é do povo, ele pode. E ele é humilde, não? Lula repetiu que não irá jogar a "oportunidade ímpar" que o Brasil está tendo para se desenvolver."Deus não elege um pernambucano de Caetés todo ano para presidente da República. Não elege um metalúrgico todo ano para presidente da República. Eu sei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110710144382518711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110710144382518711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110710144382518711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110710144382518711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/cosplay.html' title='Cosplay'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110690613860579159</id><published>2005-01-28T18:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:12:15.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniversário da Libertação de Auschwitz</title><summary type='text'>Ontem, 27 de janeiro, foi aniversário de 60 anos da libertação de Auschwitz. O  Israpundit organizou um blogburst, que é uma espécie de flash mob com blogs (e sem o ridículo). Fiquei sabendo em cima da hora então não deu tempo de participar (*), mas aí vai um trecho (editado) do texto em comum.    Remembering the Wannsee Conference and the Liberation of Auschwitz        On January 20th, we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110690613860579159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110690613860579159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110690613860579159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110690613860579159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/aniversrio-da-libertao-de-auschwitz.html' title='Aniversário da Libertação de Auschwitz'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110690174585033937</id><published>2005-01-28T17:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T17:43:59.096+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Parceria improvável</title><summary type='text'>Nick Park, o criador de Wallace &amp; Gromit, produz A rebelião dos homens de massinha, com roteiro, é claro, de Ortega y Gasset.PS: isto é apenas um blog-massa, sem qualificações especiais. As parcerias improváveis originais, especialmente qualificadas, são do Ruy Goiaba.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110690174585033937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110690174585033937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110690174585033937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110690174585033937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/parceria-improvvel.html' title='Parceria improvável'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110682127084718975</id><published>2005-01-27T19:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:21:10.846+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Aristóteles para as massas</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110682127084718975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110682127084718975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110682127084718975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110682127084718975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/aristteles-para-as-massas.html' title='Aristóteles para as massas'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110234514520974432</id><published>2005-01-26T21:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:52:43.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Comentários aleatórios</title><summary type='text'>"A Bunda é um argumento paralinguístico tão válido quanto um soco." -- Ratapulgo"Nada como o cheiro de napalm depois de uma flamewar" -- Delance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110234514520974432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110234514520974432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110234514520974432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110234514520974432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/comentrios-aleatrios.html' title='Comentários aleatórios'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110482881118027429</id><published>2005-01-25T23:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:31:18.350+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu time faliu</title><summary type='text'>Uma vantagem de ligas como a NBA e a japonesa de baseball é que o torcedor não corre o risco de ver seu time ser rebaixado, como acontece de vez em quando com times "grandes" no Campeonato Brasileiro ou, pior, Paulistão. A desvantagem, pelo menos no caso japonês, é que seu time corre o risco de falir. É o que aconteceu com o glorioso Fukuoka Daiei Hawks, para o qual torci apaixonadamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110482881118027429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110482881118027429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110482881118027429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110482881118027429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/meu-time-faliu.html' title='Meu time faliu'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110621890291922019</id><published>2005-01-20T19:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:09:54.600+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Literalmente</title><summary type='text'>Se eu fosse o Aldo Rebelo, também ia proibir que invertessem subitamente os sentidos das palavras. Percebi que agora usam "literalmente" para reforçar (assim mesmo, um reforço em negrito e itálico, tão supérfluo como este parêntese) o efeito de figuras de linguagem, justamente o contrário da acepção normal, que é frisar que não se está falando num sentido figurado. Por exemplo, leio que tal lugar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110621890291922019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110621890291922019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110621890291922019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110621890291922019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/literalmente.html' title='Literalmente'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110482917565273436</id><published>2005-01-18T19:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T20:36:39.803+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminal</title><summary type='text'>Forrest Gump interpreta Tom Hanks. O ponto alto do filme é quando a personagem de Catherine Zeta-Jones pergunta a Forrest Gump se ele escapou de um hospício. Aliás, não sei o que vêem na Catherine Zeta-Jones. Além das zetas. Mas, o filme foi melhor do que eu esperava.E outro dia, um amigo e eu alugamos o pior filme do mundo. Bem, ele escolheu; eu só paguei. É um horror japonês chamado Lenda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110482917565273436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110482917565273436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110482917565273436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110482917565273436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/terminal.html' title='Terminal'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8746260.post-110567294434740515</id><published>2005-01-14T13:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T12:22:24.346+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami</title><summary type='text'>O que terá acontecido aos habitantes de Lilliput e Blefuscu?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/feeds/110567294434740515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8746260&amp;postID=110567294434740515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110567294434740515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8746260/posts/default/110567294434740515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabbai.blogspot.com/2005/01/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami'/><author><name>bridgeplayer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
