<?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-7468279914716287331</id><updated>2012-02-09T22:02:40.212Z</updated><category term='sugestão'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='food'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='and so it begins'/><category term='Solidariedade'/><category term='gostos'/><category term='Octopus'/><category term='na estrada'/><category term='receitas'/><category term='ironia'/><category term='world'/><category term='opinião'/><category term='indignação'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='filmes'/><title type='text'>AlvaQuaseTransparente</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>284</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1865274782400852777</id><published>2012-02-09T22:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:00:53.504Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A prova</title><content type='html'>Pois é...aqui está uma das provas da minha nova condição de menina prendada (só falta aprender a tocar piano)&lt;br /&gt;Todas as semanas, de preferência domingo à noite, preparo uns queques bem saudáveis (dentro do saudável que um queque pode ser)...para levar para lanches, pequenos-almoços apressados ou mesmo momentos de fome e gulodice!&lt;br /&gt;Cá em casa levamos uma alimentação bastante variada e saudável, acredito. E um pequeno elemento doce também pode fazer parte dessa dieta. E para responder às necessidades de açúcar acho sempre melhor comer algo caseiro, com ingredientes escolhidos por mim (bem escolhidos, espero) do que comprar produtos processados, com gorduras e outras tantas coisas que aparecem por aí.&lt;br /&gt;Assim sendo, vou variando minimamente dos sabores, de acordo com o que está disponível e abundante na despensa. Ora laranjas, limões (que parecem que nascem no armário) etc etc. Sempre com farinha integral, açúcar amarelo, nada de manteigas ou óleos, e por vezes cereais misturados.&lt;br /&gt;Queques de limão, queques de laranja, queques de chocolate e beterraba, e muitos outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn7BBFwgVM8/TzQ_-t1j4cI/AAAAAAAAAps/-IXA1_eGIQw/s1600/08022012113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn7BBFwgVM8/TzQ_-t1j4cI/AAAAAAAAAps/-IXA1_eGIQw/s320/08022012113.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Esta semana foram queques de limão com sementes de linhaça, sementes de sésamo e flocos de aveia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a88vnXwI5Hc/TzQ__hCARTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PGn-DdyeSR4/s1600/08022012116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a88vnXwI5Hc/TzQ__hCARTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PGn-DdyeSR4/s320/08022012116.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5X4GxtXf_LE/TzRAA20NWiI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jc2Mebco4sY/s1600/08022012118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5X4GxtXf_LE/TzRAA20NWiI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jc2Mebco4sY/s320/08022012118.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aqui estão eles...quentinhos...acabadinhos de fazer (como se vê pela tampa de vidro).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Que tal? o aspecto é bom e o sabor, posso garantir que é ainda melhor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s. desculpem lá as fotos, mas continuam a ser tiradas com o telemóvel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, here are is the proof that I'm almost a house fairy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every week, specially sunday night, I prepare cupcakes for the week...quick snacks, breackfasts or just when you feel like something sweet. In those times,&amp;nbsp;I think that it's always better to have something done by you (or someone you know) with the ingredients you chose and without all the fat, calories and other things you get in processed products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lemon cupcakes, orange cupcakes, chocolate with beetroot, etc. All with &amp;nbsp;wholemeal flour, brown sugar and the flavours varie according to what's available or in season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This week I've made lemon cupcakes with seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;How do they look? good, right? I can ensure that the taste is even better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1865274782400852777?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1865274782400852777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1865274782400852777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1865274782400852777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1865274782400852777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/prova.html' title='A prova'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn7BBFwgVM8/TzQ_-t1j4cI/AAAAAAAAAps/-IXA1_eGIQw/s72-c/08022012113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2198138756107675294</id><published>2012-02-08T11:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:01:12.817Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Devo estar a entrar numa nova fase da vida...</title><content type='html'>...ou será mesma a tal história da idade? Serão os projectos que tenho em mente, de tão importantes, avassaladores, apaixonantes, dominadores mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ao certo o que se passa mas ando numa fase "fada do lar" e da vida em geral.&lt;br /&gt;Uma necessidade extrema de organização, de planeamento, de atenção a tudo no geral e, em especial, aos pormenores.&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me arrumar tudo, organizar tudo, filtrar tudo e dar o que é excesso.&lt;br /&gt;Organizo ementas semanais, preparo queques para os lanches, tento inventar formas de dar uso a tudo o que ocupa a despensa (em excesso).&lt;br /&gt;Além de ter ao mesmo tempo dois projectos texteis em curso...um de costura e outro de tricot lol.&lt;br /&gt;Será que o mundo vai acabar e estou a tentar tornar-me autosuficiente e preparar o bunker?lol&lt;br /&gt;Estranha fase da vida...mas até que não desgosto!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I must be in a new phase of life..or it's the famous story of the age.&lt;br /&gt;Is it the big, magnificient, overwhelming projects I have?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the reason but I'm turning into a true fairy of the house and of life in general.&lt;br /&gt;An intense drive to organize and plan everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always wanting to organize things at home, filter all the stuff and give away what's excessive, have it all cleaned up, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I do a week menu plan, I do cupcakes for breakfasts and snacks, and invent ways of giving use to everything on the larder.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I have two cloth projects running, one of cut and sewing and another of kniting.&lt;br /&gt;Is the world ending and I'm trying to be self suficient and prepare my bunker?&lt;br /&gt;Strange phase of life...but I'm not disliking :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2198138756107675294?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2198138756107675294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2198138756107675294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2198138756107675294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2198138756107675294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/devo-estar-entrar-numa-nova-fase-da.html' title='Devo estar a entrar numa nova fase da vida...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-768181306200923341</id><published>2012-02-06T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:01:29.025Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Mantinha?aquecedor?botija de água quente?</title><content type='html'>Alguma coisa destas ou semelhante por favor???&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhar num escritório que já por si é frio, depois de um fiim-de-semana gelado, em que o aquecimento (ar condicionado) esteve logicamente desligado e ser a primeira a chegar (logo a primeira a ir ligar o AC)...é prenúncio de um dia inteiro agarrada a uma caneca de qualquer coisa quente, com os pés a latejar e a "rezar" para não ter que ir ao wc (altamente provável dada a quantidade de líquidos quentes que ingeri).&lt;br /&gt;É que se o escritório é um frigorífico, o wc é o congelador. E a água?? Não existe água quente por aqui, logo é uma maravilha lavar as mãosinhas depois de sair da casinha (sim...LAVAM-SE as mãosinhas).&lt;br /&gt;O que sonho com um aquecedor perto dos pés, ou uma mantinha a cobrir as pernas, ou uma botijinha de água quente...ai ai (suspiro grande a deitar fuminho- aquele efeito da respiração quando estamos num sítio gelado, estão a ver?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;A heater, a blanket, a hot water bottle? Any of these things or similar please?&lt;br /&gt;Working on a space that is already cold, after a very cold weekend when the heating (air conditioned) was obvious off..and being the first to get in the morning and turning it on...is basically working on a fridge. And the bathroom is the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;What about the water to wash my hand after going to the bathroom? there is no hot water so imagine the nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;It means being cold the entire day, always holding a cup of something warm to drink and "praying" not to need to go the bathroom (almost impossible after having so many hot drinks).&lt;br /&gt;I day dream about a heater near my feet, a blanket over my legs, a hot water bottle...ahhh (deep breath with smoke- that effect of breathing in a very cold place, you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-768181306200923341?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/768181306200923341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=768181306200923341' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/768181306200923341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/768181306200923341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/mantinhaaquecedorbotija-de-agua-quente.html' title='Mantinha?aquecedor?botija de água quente?'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1793955318460325688</id><published>2012-02-05T21:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:13:31.321Z</updated><title type='text'>Agenda</title><content type='html'>H&amp;#225; per&amp;#237;odos em que 24h horas s&amp;#227;o pouco para cumprir o nosso dia.&lt;br&gt;O meu dia tem trabalho, tem namoro, e tem mil e um projectos pessoais.&lt;br&gt;Com prazos para cumprir, e na tentativa de conciliar todos estes momentos e poder desfrut&amp;#225;-los vou criar uma nova agenda.&lt;br&gt;J&amp;#225; tenho uma agenda de trabalho, uma agenda mais pessoal e agora vou criar uma agenda de projectos paralelos...os meus complementos.&lt;br&gt;Ser&amp;#225; que me vou conseguir organizar?&lt;br&gt;Precisava de conseguir dormir menos e acordar com a mesma ou mais energia...alguma sugest&amp;#227;o ou dica?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;There are some times when 24hours are not enough to fill the day.&lt;br&gt;My day has work, has love and lots of little projects.&lt;br&gt;With schedules, and trying to keep up with all my goals and enjoy those moments, I&amp;#39;m starting a new daily schedule book. I have one for work, another more personal, and now one for parallel projects.&lt;br&gt;Will I be able to organize myself?&lt;br&gt;I needed to sleep less and wake up with  the same or even more energy...any suggestion or tip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1793955318460325688?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1793955318460325688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1793955318460325688' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1793955318460325688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1793955318460325688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/agenda.html' title='Agenda'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3695107098933942731</id><published>2012-02-02T17:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:11:00.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Sugestão Green</title><content type='html'>Para celebrar e dar destaque à nova instituição/associação que faz parte da listinha "Passem por lá", ali no lado direito, deixo aqui uma boa sugestão para um fim-de-semana. Eu vou já marcar na agenda, não falta muito tempo&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exposição de Banda Desenhada "Lince-ibérico: a sua história em Portugal" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No âmbito da parceria com o Parque temático Mundo em Festa, a LPN – Liga para a Protecção da Natureza vem por este meio convidar-vos para visitar a exposição de Banda Desenhada “Lince-ibérico: a sua história em Portugal” que estará aberta ao público no edifício do Mundo em Festa, em Leça do Balio até ao dia 10 de Fevereiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ilustrações são de um dos mais notáveis autores portugueses de banda desenhada, José dos Santos Garcês, e o argumento é do biólogo Bruno Pinto. A BD foi elaborada no âmbito do Projecto LIFE Habitat Lince Abutre e conta a história do Lince-ibérico desde a pré-história até aos dias de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao visitar esta exposição (gratuita), para além de ficar a conhecer melhor o Lince-ibérico está também a ajudar-nos na conservação desta espécie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta será uma da várias actividades que vão acontecer no âmbito da parceria que visa durante um ano desenvolver acções de sensibilização sobre a espécie junto de diferentes públicos a Norte do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundo em Festa - Centro Empresarial Lionesa, Edifício G 34 - Leça do Balio (Matosinhos)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3695107098933942731?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3695107098933942731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3695107098933942731' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3695107098933942731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3695107098933942731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/sugestao-green.html' title='Sugestão Green'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-844411222801193683</id><published>2012-02-01T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:00:23.890Z</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a-wfhZepvWQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho a música muito bonita e ao rever as cenas que acompanha fiquei com vontade de rever o filme "Evita" que vi com 10anos e agora que revejo as cenas parece-me ser mais interessante do que tinha memória. Será?&lt;br /&gt;Uma história de amor bonita pelo menos está assegurada...história de uma grande mulher também...&lt;br /&gt;Já não me recordo se gostei do resultado, da interpretação da Madonna, mas estou com vontade de rever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this music beautiful and now, looking at the scenes that it follows, I'm in the mood to revisit this film "Evita" that I saw when I was 10. Now looking at the scenes it seems more interesting than I remembered, is it?&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful love story is guaranteed...the story of a great woman too...&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember if I liked the result of it, Madonna's interpretation, but I really want to see it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-844411222801193683?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/844411222801193683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=844411222801193683' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/844411222801193683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/844411222801193683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a-wfhZepvWQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-379735315326214327</id><published>2012-02-01T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:17:04.311Z</updated><title type='text'>A paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LB38TVTlyPA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já é repetente, mas esta versão é especial...pelo grande João Donato, seu autor.&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar que ouvi esta música ao vivo no seu magnífico concerto na Casa da Música, no Porto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music has been posted here already but this version is special...by the master João Donato, its author.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering this music live, in the wonderful concert in Casa da Musica, Porto...just Perfect!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-379735315326214327?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/379735315326214327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=379735315326214327' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/379735315326214327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/379735315326214327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/paz.html' title='A paz'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LB38TVTlyPA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3579775718373407987</id><published>2012-02-01T14:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:35:57.688Z</updated><title type='text'>Inspira...Expira/Breath in...breath out</title><content type='html'>Medita...foca no lindo dia l&amp;#225; fora (fecha os olhos e finge v&amp;#225;)...sorri (exercita os m&amp;#250;sculos n&amp;#227;o te esque&amp;#231;as)...respira profundamente...&amp;#233;s linda, magn&amp;#237;fica, maravilhosa e nada te atinge...s&amp;#243; precisas focar e continuar calma...tu consegues!&lt;p&gt;( a minha consci&amp;#234;ncia a tentar convencer-me)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Get calm, focus on the beautiful day outside (close your eyes and imagine it at least), smile (work out some muscles), take a deep breathe...your beautiful, wonderful, magnificent and nothing can get to you...just focus and stay calm...you can do it.&lt;p&gt;(my mind trying to convince me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3579775718373407987?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3579775718373407987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3579775718373407987' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3579775718373407987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3579775718373407987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/02/inspiraexpirabreath-inbreath-out.html' title='Inspira...Expira/Breath in...breath out'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3313378046933643113</id><published>2012-01-31T11:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T09:45:05.439Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejo profundo/ Deep wish</title><content type='html'>Ando há uns tempos com um profundo desejo de ter uma tarde para me enfiar sozinha numa livraria (ou mesmo um alfarrabista). Tenho uma lista de livros que queria muito comprar (e LER)...ando com a curiosidade aguçada para alguns temas. Isto apesar de ter a casa cheia de livros e não ter onde os pôr (a organização é por pilhas basicamente).&lt;br /&gt;Queria um livro sobre carpintaria, queria descobrir mais e perceber melhor o mundo da madeira que me tem fascinado, e tenho aprendido imenso!&lt;br /&gt;Queria um livro sobre árvores, espécies, descrição de cada uma, etc (tipo catálogo) quais os ambientes em que se integram melhor, origem etc.&lt;br /&gt;E a lista continua mas estes são os que me andam a matutar as ideias agora. Ando com vontade de devorar estes temas, ter umas horas calmas para reflectir, absorver ideias, aprender!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;For a while I've been having this deep wish of having an afternoon, just to spend on a library, on my own, looking for some books. There are a few I've been wanting to get and read, for long.&lt;br /&gt;This even though I don't have any more space to put books at home. The organization is done by piles.&lt;br /&gt;I want a book about carpentry. I have this desire of understanding better this world that I'm having so much delite to know.&lt;br /&gt;I also want a book about trees. with descriptions, caracteristics, origin, best places to plant, etc ( kind of a catalogue)&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on, but for now this two would do to calm my desire.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood for taking some hours in calm, reading, comprehending,thinking...learn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3313378046933643113?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3313378046933643113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3313378046933643113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3313378046933643113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3313378046933643113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/desejo-profundo-deep-wish.html' title='Desejo profundo/ Deep wish'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5584824450154250681</id><published>2012-01-29T16:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:02:40.216Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>qualidade de vida</title><content type='html'>Fim-de-semana de descanso de qualidade. Sábado acordar um pouco mais tarde e decidir aproveitar o lindo dia para o passeio. Sair de casa de mão dada com o meu mais-que-tudo em direcção à praia. Parar pelo caminho numa esplanada agradável para um almoço leve e continuar em direcção ao mar...sempre a andar a pé.&lt;br /&gt;Ver as montras, ver as pessoas, sentir o frio do mês e aproveitar os raios de sol para animar e recuperar energias. &lt;br /&gt;Comer guloseimas pelo caminho e passear na praia...fugir das ondas...apanhar conchinhas...tirar fotos 60's style (aproveitando para experiências com fantástica e muito antiga máquina fotográfica)...e sorrir, sorrir muito pela felicidade de ter momentos de paz como estes junto de uma pessoa tão especial.&lt;br /&gt;Um convite para lanchar (ao qual comparecemos continuando o nosso percurso a pé) e depois, já a escurecer, voltar a casa ainda a tempo de organizar um pouco a casa para mais um caos da semana.&lt;br /&gt;Jantamos e fomos tomar café com um amigo...que melhor forma de terminar um dia em cheio?&lt;br /&gt;Domingo é dia de acordar tarde...aproveitar os últimos minutos de preguiça...almoçar com a mummy e de tarde acompanhar o namorado ao futebol. Gosto muito, não do futebol em si, mas de o acompanhar nas actividades que ele gosta :)&lt;br /&gt;E agora...que mais nos reserva o fim-de-semana?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;What a quality time weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday woke up a little later and decided to seize the beautiful day. So we got out, hands given with my beloved one, towards the beach. Stopped in the middle of the way in a very nice esplanade to have a light lunch, and kept on our way to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;We looked at the shop's windows, looked at the people, feeling the cold air and enjoying the sunshine to refill bateries.&lt;br /&gt;Got some candies for "dessert" and finally got to the beach, and played with the waves, picked up shells and took pictures 60's style, taking the time to try an old and fabulous camera that was forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;An invitation for a tea that we accepted and went by keeping our walking route...and when the sun went down we headed home, just in time to make the final organization of the house, before the week caos settles.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, a coffee with a friend, and what could be a better way to end such a fullfilled day?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is time to wake up late and enjoy the last minutes of lazzyness, have lunch with mummy and in the afternoon and accompany my boyfriend to a football match...I love to follow him in the activities he likes.&lt;br /&gt;And now?what else is sunday keeping for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5584824450154250681?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5584824450154250681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5584824450154250681' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5584824450154250681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5584824450154250681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/qualidade-de-vida.html' title='qualidade de vida'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6866401701914438350</id><published>2012-01-28T09:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:45:00.624Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Monumento Nacional /National Monument</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;Convento do Crato / Pousada do Crato, Flor da Rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;Intervenção de Recuperação e Ampliação: Arquitecto João Luis Carrilho da Graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A "privatização" dos monumentos nacionais é um tema bastante polémico. Se por um lado um monumento nacional deve estar ao acesso de todos, também é verdade que necessitam e merecem intervenções de conservação de valores que o Estado não comporta.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoalmente também preferia que todos os Monumentos Nacionais estivessem sob a alçada do Estado e pudessemos visitá-los sem ter que alugar um quarto. Há algo de preverso em ter quartos de luxo em torres de castelos e afins.&lt;br /&gt;Mas há que admitir que é com essa contrapartida que eles são mantidos e preservados (os moldes são questionáveis é claro).&lt;br /&gt;O Convento do Crato é um desses exemplos, com a requalificação do Convento e criação de um novo edifício anexo.&lt;br /&gt;Ficam as imagens da intervenção arquitectónica (muito boa) projectada pelo arq. João Luis Carrilho da Graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures that follow are from the Convent of Crato (in Portugal), a national monument now turned into a luxury hotel.&lt;br /&gt;The theme of making contracts with privates to use National Monuments is sensitive. For one side, if it is of national interest it should be to everyone's acess. At the same time we know that government doesn't have the means to properly make its preservation and maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;There's something twisted in turning historical towers into luxury suites.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'd prefer that it was public and open to everyone without the need of renting a room. &lt;br /&gt;I leave you the pictures of a good intervention by architect João Luis Carilho da Graça. 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experimentaram entrar no site de uma loja que gostam muito...escolher tudo o que gostavam de comprar e na hora de pagar...fechar o site. &lt;br&gt;&amp;#201; como entrar num shopping, comprar tudo o que gostava e &amp;#224; sa&amp;#237;da deixar os sacos com o seguran&amp;#231;a.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#201; parvo eu sei...&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Have you ever got into an online store you really like, chose all the things you&amp;#39;d like to buy and at the end, when it&amp;#39;s time to pay you close the window.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s like going into a mall, buying all the things I like and on the way out, leave all bags with the security guard.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s silly I know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4896649536878310946?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4896649536878310946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4896649536878310946' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4896649536878310946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4896649536878310946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/compras-shopping.html' title='Compras/ shopping'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-8860055186186870000</id><published>2012-01-27T09:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:22:04.469Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gostos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Não é luxo é necessidade!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ysgoznf_Hc/TyJq1LuXPuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xECVffk-548/s1600/z1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ysgoznf_Hc/TyJq1LuXPuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xECVffk-548/s320/z1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, este blogue não virou "fashionista". Isto é mesmo uma questão de necessidade não é futilidade. Agora que voltei à natação bem que merecia um :) Isto de vestir o mesmo fato de banho que usava quando andava na piscina aos 16 anos...pode parecer bem mas acho que já está mais que amortizado o investimento.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda por cima está com 50% de desconto num site que não vale a pena publicitar (há quem receba para o fazer, por isso não precisam de publicidade à borla).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto...agora vou meditar sobre a complexidade do meu raciocínio lol (não liguem, sexta-feira o cérebro já está a meio gás)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, this is still a non fashion blog. This is really a matter of need. Now that I'm back to swimming I should deserve one. Wearing the same swimming suit that I wore when I was 16 may sound wonderful, but I think the investment is long paid.&lt;br /&gt;Even better, it's with 50% off in a famous website I dont need to mention (many people are paid to make publicity so they don't need free one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm gonna think about the complexity of my thought...don't worry, it's friday and my brain is already trying to shut down :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-8860055186186870000?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/8860055186186870000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=8860055186186870000' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8860055186186870000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8860055186186870000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-e-luxo-e-necessidade.html' title='Não é luxo é necessidade!!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ysgoznf_Hc/TyJq1LuXPuI/AAAAAAAAApk/xECVffk-548/s72-c/z1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-431264228510457539</id><published>2012-01-26T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:21:13.404Z</updated><title type='text'>não sei se ria ou se chore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;A União Sindical Suíça (USS) está a recolher assinaturas para que a Constituição seja modificada e passe a incluir um ponto a favor da protecção dos “trabalhadores no mercado de trabalho”. Caberia à confederação helvética e aos cantões da Suíça, a introdução de um vencimento mínimo para quem trabalha mais de 42 horas semanais.O texto já reuniu mais de 111 mil assinaturas e deverá, por isso, ser objecto de uma votação popular. O objectivo é garantir que todos os trabalhadores tenham "um salário decente”, como sustentou o economista e membro do sindicato Daniel Lampart, citado no site Swissinfo.Mesmo que a ideia não venha a concretizar-se, os sindicatos esperam, pelo menos, pressionar as confederações colectivas de trabalho a agir. “Hoje, praticamente 10% dos que trabalham a tempo inteiro recebem um salário inferior a 4000 francos [3315 euros]”, diz este sindicalista, lembrando que, tendo em conta o nível de vida na Suíça, quem recebe menos do que este montante não tem condições para cobrir as despesas básicas. “Muitas vezes”, insiste, “têm de recorrer à assistência social”.As estatísticas oficiais apontam para que cerca de 120 mil pessoas com um emprego a tempo inteiro vivam na pobreza. “Nenhum trabalho merece menos de 4000 francos”, ou seja, 22 francos (18,2 euros) por hora, reforçou o presidente do Sindicato do Pessoal dos Transportes, Giorgio Tutti.Um salário mínimo existe em Neuchâtel, mas não a nível nacional. Segundo o jornal Le Temps, os opositores à introdução de um vencimento mínimo obrigatório argumentam que uma medida nesse sentido acabaria por conduzir a uma redução geral média dos salários.Para os sindicatos, pelo contrário, determinar um mínimo nacional terá um efeito positivo, ou seja, o aumento das remunerações. Defendem, ao mesmo tempo, que esse valor deve ser indexado à inflação e nunca inferior à evolução do índice das pensões.O mesmo site refere que as diferenças salarias no país se agravaram nas últimas décadas, comparando aquilo que um patrão ganhava há 30 anos (até 30 vezes mais do que o salário mais baixo pago nessa empresa), com a disparidade actual – até mil vezes acima do vencimento mais baixo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in Público (26.01.2012)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E pronto...o mundo continua a girar e a dar voltas. Só é pena que parece que o Sol brilha sempre mais do outro lado...mas é só aparência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-431264228510457539?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/431264228510457539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=431264228510457539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/431264228510457539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/431264228510457539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-sei-se-ria-ou-se-chore.html' title='não sei se ria ou se chore!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5506801806417291121</id><published>2012-01-26T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:00:09.457Z</updated><title type='text'>Exercício / working out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV6qZnNvX_Q/TyBndqcVejI/AAAAAAAAAmE/iQIwE6-sESI/s1600/aaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV6qZnNvX_Q/TyBndqcVejI/AAAAAAAAAmE/iQIwE6-sESI/s320/aaa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(imagem retirada da internet/image from internet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta bem podia ser eu esta semana. Sim, a motivação para exercitar está em alta e voltei a dar uso à minha Wii, com o Wii Active e a minha personal trainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;É um jogo mas garanto que comigo funciona, desde que me mantenha na linha e cumpra o programa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tem programas de 1mês, em que escolhemos a intensidade do treino, e todos os dias a nossa PT está à nossa espera, com novos objectivos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recomecei 2ªfeira, e hoje sinto bem nas minhas pernas e bracinhos...cada vez que me sento ou levanto relembro-me da minha querida PT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pode não ser a Jillian Michaels, mas pelo custa é uma maravilha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It could be me in this picture. Yes, the motivation to work out is high and I'm giving use to my Wii again, with my Wii Active and my personal trainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a game but I guarantee that it works, as long as you stick to he program and don't miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has workout programs of 1 month in which you choose intensity and everyday our PT is waiting for us with new goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I restarted monday and today I feel very well my legs and arms..every time I sit and get up I remember dear PT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She may not be Jillian Michaels but for what I pay she's wonderful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5506801806417291121?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5506801806417291121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5506801806417291121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5506801806417291121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5506801806417291121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/exercicio-working-out.html' title='Exercício / working out'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV6qZnNvX_Q/TyBndqcVejI/AAAAAAAAAmE/iQIwE6-sESI/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2141315587584165222</id><published>2012-01-23T16:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T16:16:38.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Smooth</title><content type='html'>Meus caros srs da smooth fm que eu tanto oi&amp;#231;o e gosto. Ent&amp;#227;o que &amp;#233; feito do lema &amp;quot;sem publicidade&amp;quot;?! Agora a cada duas m&amp;#250;sicas tenho que levar com a EDP? Ai ai ai que os chineses est&amp;#227;o mesmo a tentar fazer uma lavagem cerebral ao pessoal para conquistar e dominar o mundo :/&lt;br&gt;Se isto continua n&amp;#227;o sei se vos continuo fiel...ai n&amp;#227;o, n&amp;#227;o!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;My dear people in smooth fm radio. What happened to your slogan &amp;quot;without publicity&amp;quot;? Now between every two songs I have to listen to publicity of EDP?The chinese are really trying to brainwash people, to conquer and rule the worl.&lt;br&gt;If this keeps on I don&amp;#39;t know if I&amp;#39;ll keep faithful to you. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2141315587584165222?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2141315587584165222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2141315587584165222' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2141315587584165222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2141315587584165222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/smooth.html' title='Smooth'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3891188660834962402</id><published>2012-01-23T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:21:50.737Z</updated><title type='text'>A crise</title><content type='html'>"A crise obriga a mudar de vida. Mas que hábitos e comportamentos vamos alterar? O que pode surgir de novo na organização do quotidiano? Falámos com investigadores e registámos transformações que poderão ocorrer, para lá de comer mais em casa ou andar de autocarro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Público (23.02.2012)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais uma vez, será que neste cenário negro não haverá algo de muito bom, uma grande lição? Será que voltar a antigos costumes, antigos valores, tradições e afins não é uma oportunidade valiosa?&lt;br /&gt;Perderam-se muitos destes rituais e comprovamos agora que foi muito negativo.&lt;br /&gt;Com esta nova oportunidade, pode ser que aprendamos de vez a lição e nos deixemos de manias de novo-riquismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3891188660834962402?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3891188660834962402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3891188660834962402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3891188660834962402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3891188660834962402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/crise.html' title='A crise'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1250754106597723641</id><published>2012-01-22T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:33:06.089Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Fashion moment</title><content type='html'>Este blogue&amp;nbsp;pode não versar sobre moda, mas nao quer dizer que não tenha gostos (bons e maus).&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, sem publicidade, aqui fica lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNyqu7phdN0/TxxWDa_604I/AAAAAAAAAl0/lnhd0DEscjY/s1600/mrc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNyqu7phdN0/TxxWDa_604I/AAAAAAAAAl0/lnhd0DEscjY/s320/mrc.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;LOL&amp;nbsp; ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This blog is not about fashion, but it doesn't mean it doesn't have tastes (goo and bad).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So, without making publicity, here I leave a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;:)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1250754106597723641?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1250754106597723641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1250754106597723641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1250754106597723641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1250754106597723641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/fashion-moment.html' title='Fashion moment'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNyqu7phdN0/TxxWDa_604I/AAAAAAAAAl0/lnhd0DEscjY/s72-c/mrc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3437164544846109441</id><published>2012-01-20T15:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:01:12.749Z</updated><title type='text'>O andar / the walk</title><content type='html'>Se ontem falava da caligrafia, uma paix&amp;#227;o &amp;#237;ntima, quanto ao &amp;quot;andar&amp;quot; est&amp;#225; bem &amp;#224; vista de todos, para o bem e para o mal.&lt;br&gt;Eu gosto de ter um andar confiante e seguro, porque &amp;#233; assim a minha atitude (nariz empinado some say). O qu&amp;#227;o marcante &amp;#233; o nosso andar tamb&amp;#233;m est&amp;#225; relacionado com o cal&amp;#231;ado. &amp;#201; &amp;#243;bvio que eu que ando de saltos altos frequentemente fa&amp;#231;o-me notar mais do que a maioria das colegas que usam sapatilhas ou &amp;quot;pantufas&amp;quot;. Mas n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; o salto alto que confere seguran&amp;#231;a, confian&amp;#231;a e muito menos eleg&amp;#226;ncia.&lt;br&gt;pode ser o desastre total como tanta vezes vemos por a&amp;#237;. O andar deve ser natural, mesmo que com saltos de 10cm e se n&amp;#227;o conseguimos fazer isso, a imagem que passa &amp;#233; do pior: desajeitada, pretensiosa, sem no&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o do ridiculo, deselegante mesmo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;#233; engra&amp;#231;ado como se conseguem reconhecer as pessoas pelo andar. Aqui no escrit&amp;#243;rio j&amp;#225; conhe&amp;#231;o todos, seja pela velocidade, pelo peso que exercem que faz tremer o ch&amp;#227;o e o pior de tudo, a que achas que os saltos s&amp;#227;o para martelar o ch&amp;#227;o! H&amp;#225; quem fa&amp;#231;a mais barulho de sapatilhas do que eu de saltos.&lt;p&gt;N&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; sobre sapatos que falo, mas de postura.&lt;br&gt;Enfim, para dizer que quando tanto se fala de imagem, e basta andar na rua para ver tudo a seguir &amp;quot;a moda&amp;quot;, devia-se prestar mais aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o a alguns &amp;quot;basics&amp;quot; que podem arruinar o &amp;quot;outfit&amp;quot;. a postura faz muito mais que a roupa.&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I talked about a secret interest about calligraphy, but the walk is at everyone&amp;#39;s sight.&lt;br&gt;The way you walk, defines you in front of others. Shows your confidence, elegance, posture, etc.&lt;br&gt;I like and try to have a confidente walk (nose up, some might say), and usually people think it&amp;#39;s the same as walking in high heels. Wrong!!&lt;br&gt;If you can walk naturally in high heels, it definetly can help, but if you don&amp;#39;t it&amp;#39;s a disaster and passes the message you don&amp;#39;t want to pass.&lt;br&gt;Here at the office I know everyone by their walk, whatever it is by the speed, the pressure they put on the step that shakes the floor, etc. The worst are the ones that think heels are some kind of hammer, and I even know people who do much more noise with sneakers than I do with heels.&lt;br&gt;This is not about shoes, but about posture.&lt;br&gt;And in a time when wherever you go you see everybody following fashion, maybe they should take more seriously the posture. It&amp;#39;s a &amp;quot;basic&amp;quot; that can ruin any &amp;quot;outfit&amp;quot;.the posture makes so much more than the clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3437164544846109441?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3437164544846109441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3437164544846109441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3437164544846109441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3437164544846109441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-andar-walk.html' title='O andar / the walk'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2960804202489764011</id><published>2012-01-19T13:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:44:32.920Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Escrever/Writing</title><content type='html'>Nunca fui a poeta da família. Aliás esse posto sempre esteve muito bem entregue. Sempre me interroguei, divaguei e filosofei muito (às vezes mais do que devia) mas confesso que escrever o que me passava pela cabeça me parecia demasiado trabalhoso. Organizar ideias era o mais dificil e ainda ter que dispender de algum tempo concentrada numa única coisa...muito difícil para alguém que sempre quis fazer e experimentar mil coisas ao mesmo tempo (terminá-las era mais dificil, nem sei como consegui ser boa aluna).&lt;br /&gt;Sempre me fascinaram os românticos diários, os registos de viagens, e os livros, mas não sei, ainda hoje, se conseguirei algum dia ter a serenidade e paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Os meus diários sempre foram entusiasticamente iniciados, mas muito rápido perdia a paciência e aa entradas eram quase anuais.&lt;br /&gt;Na escrita, o que sempre me despertou interesse foi a caligrafia. A isso sim dediquei tempo e empenho. &lt;br /&gt;Na primária era um desastre, nunca tive a letra perfeitinha e redondinha das minhas amigas, mas ao menos o conteúdo era bom (hehe). No ciclo começou a exploração. Tipos de letra diferentes consoante a disciplina e a ocasião (testes, caderno diário, t.p.c., etc.). Entre a letra certinha e a mais radical e criativa (dilema da minha vida, há quem diga) foram anos de dedicação. E ai de quem me copiasse uma letra sequer. Até a forma de pegar na caneta foi objecto de muito estudo e melhoramentos.&lt;br /&gt;No secundário começou a consolidação. Com ligeiras nuances, mantém-se a mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Não é única, mesmo nada de especial (não acredito que me reconheçam por ela) mas é incrível o caminho que percorreu.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia, a paciência para escrever aumentou, como se vê pelo blogue, mas tenho pena que este mundo de partilha não tenha a minha caligrafia. Mais uma vez, não é pelo aspecto gráfico, mas porque em cada letra está vincado o sentimento da palavra, a sua real importância na frase e no sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Quase todos os meus posts são inicialmente escritos em papel e, quando passo para o formato digital, muita coisa fica pelo caminho. Falta-me a paciência. Tal como não consigo ler livros ou documentos importantes num ecrã, não tenho a mesma paciência para digitar num teclado, como vou tendo para escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém me entende?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.: fica por falar a crescente necessidade e interesse por escrever bem, com todas as letras e palavras, e enriquecer o meu vocabulário (queria mesmo comprar um bom dicionário e lê-lo...é muito tonto?). Além do meu problema de credibilidade em relação ao acordo ortográfico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'v never been the poet of the family. That part has always been very well represented. I've always wonderer and thought a lot (sometimes more than I should) but I must confess that writing those thoughts down always seemed too much work. Puting ideas in place was the hardest thing, and having to spend time focused in one thing...was very dificult for someone who was always wanting to ry and do many things at one time (I don't know how I've been such a good student).&lt;br /&gt;I've always been fascinated by diaries, travel stories and books, but still today I don't know if I'll ever have the serenity and patiente.&lt;br /&gt;I've always started my diaries with enthusiasm, but quickly lost patiente and the entries were rare.&lt;br /&gt;In writing, what always caught my interest was the calligraphy. To that, I dedicated time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;In primary school it was a disaster, nothing to do with the perfect round letters of my friends, but at least the contents were good (hehe). Later I started exploring. Different types of letters to different matters and occasions (tests, homework, etc.). Between perfect letters and more radical and creative letters (my life dilema sme say) there were years of dedication. Who to those who dared copy my letters. Even the way of handling the pen was subject of study and improvement.&lt;br /&gt;In highschool started the consolidation. With little changes, it's almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's not unique, nothing special really (I don't even thik that I can be recognized by it) but it's amazing the path I did.&lt;br /&gt;Today, the patience for writing has improved, as you can see through the blog, but makes me sad that this world of sharing doesn't have my calligraphy. Once again, not for the graphic aspect, by for the strenght that each letter has in the word, its real power in the sentence and the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Almost every post I publish are initially writen in paper, and on the process of putting it into digital I leave many things behind. I lack patience. Just like I'm unable to ready books or documents on screens, I don't have the same patience to type on a keyboard, as I have to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Another time I'll also have to talk about the growing need an interest for writing well, with all words and letters, and enrich my vocabulary (I would really like to buy a good dictionary and read it...is it too odd? Besides my credibility problem with the Ortographic Treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2960804202489764011?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2960804202489764011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2960804202489764011' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2960804202489764011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2960804202489764011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/escreverwriting.html' title='Escrever/Writing'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-44715439500606913</id><published>2012-01-18T12:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:59:06.014Z</updated><title type='text'>Estatisticas</title><content type='html'>As estatisticas do meu blogue dizem que muita gente vem c&amp;#225; parar com pesquisas de &amp;quot;acordar aflita&amp;quot; e &amp;quot;acordar agitada&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;parecia-me mais indicado algo como &amp;quot;como vencer o sono e acordar&amp;quot;. N&amp;#227;o tem nada de agitado ou aflito, &amp;#233; um arrastar por todas as minhas for&amp;#231;as se agarram aos len&amp;#231;ois. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-44715439500606913?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/44715439500606913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=44715439500606913' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/44715439500606913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/44715439500606913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/estatisticas.html' title='Estatisticas'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2197798122907581198</id><published>2012-01-18T12:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:00:42.955Z</updated><title type='text'>Pessoas #1</title><content type='html'>O senso comum, ou o bom senso, diz diz-nos que os amigos s&amp;#227;o para os bons mas, principalmente, para os maus momentos.&lt;br&gt;Quando tenho um amigo num momento mau, ou mais em baixo, tento transmitir-lhe for&amp;#231;a e confian&amp;#231;a, anim&amp;#225;-lo subtilmente.&lt;br&gt;O meu sexto sentido &amp;#233; muito apurado e sinto logo no ar quando algo n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#225; como devia. Sondo, envio sinais e tento fazer o meu papel subtilmente. Isto porque acredito que muitas vezes quando damos demasiado espa&amp;#231;o ao problema, ele passa a dominar-nos. Muitas vezes o nosso papel &amp;#233; relativizar, tentar reduzir o seu poder, retirar a aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o desse momento. Conseguir que a pessoa consiga abstrair-se por momentos e ver o seu problema de outra forma, mais leve, menos drama e conseguir erguer-se sozinha.&lt;br&gt;N&amp;#227;o promovo a auto-comisera&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Conhe&amp;#231;o muitas pessoas com grande apt&amp;#234;ncia e tend&amp;#234;ncia para a vitimiza&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, cujas vidas dizem ser infernos, que se queixam de tudo. E quando n&amp;#227;o t&amp;#234;m motivos para o fazer, ficam perdidas e arranjam novos. Portanto a minha primeira abordagem pode parecer cruel, mas &amp;#233; tentar que a pessoa se veja e perceba a real dimens&amp;#227;o do seu problema e de si, e tentar reerguer-se sozinha. O meu papel &amp;#233; mostrar-lhe que tem for&amp;#231;as e que consegue faze-lo.&lt;br&gt;Aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que n&amp;#227;o sou insensivel, e h&amp;#225; momentos em que isso n&amp;#227;o chega, em que as pessoas est&amp;#227;o mesmo derrotadas, ou t&amp;#227;o perdidas que n&amp;#227;o sabem para onde ir. A&amp;#237; eu tamb&amp;#233;m estou l&amp;#225;, a ouvir e a conversar (se tiver algo &amp;#250;til para dizer, porque paleio de livro de auto-ajuda n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; comigo).&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tudo isto para dizer que fico muito triste quando um(a) amigo(a) est&amp;#225; num momento mau, tento de tudo, subtilmente primeiro, e directa no desespero. e esse(a) amigo(a) afasta-se. Afasta-se n&amp;#227;o pelo seu problema, mas porque est&amp;#225; num momento mau, mas porque n&amp;#243;s estamos num momento bom.&lt;p&gt;PORQU&amp;#202;??&lt;p&gt;E agora releiam a primeira frase deste texto!&lt;p&gt;:/&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Common sense, or good sense, tells us that friends are for the good but, most important, for the bad moments.&lt;br&gt;When I have a friend in a bad or less good moment I try to transmite strength, confidence and subtly cheer him/her up.&lt;br&gt;My sixth sense is very accured, and I instantly sense when something is not how it&amp;#39;s supposed to be. So I send small signals, and do my roll quietly. All this because I believe that when we give too much space and importance to a problem, it overtakes us. So my role is to take focus from it, so that the friend can see it from a different perspective and maybe find his/her way of solving it. &lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t support self-sympathy or pity, as I know some people who tend to vitimize themselfs, telling the world what a hell their life is. And when they are free from those problems, they feel lost and find some new ones to have a purpose. &lt;br&gt;My first approach may look cruel, but it&amp;#39;s a way to let the person see the real dimension of the problem and of himself/herself. My role is to show him/her her strengh and power to overcome it.&lt;br&gt;But don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;m insensitive. There are times when friends hit rock bottom, when they are hopeless and defeated. On those times I&amp;#39;m there to listen, hold their hand and do or say something useful (cause for sympathy talk there&amp;#39;s lots of books and shows).&lt;p&gt;All of this to say that I feel very sad when a friend, in a bad moment steps away. I try everything, subtle and direct, and he/she keeps steping away.&lt;br&gt;Walking away not because they are in a bad moment, but because we are in a good one.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;What???&lt;p&gt;Now please read the first sentence of this text :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2197798122907581198?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2197798122907581198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2197798122907581198' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2197798122907581198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2197798122907581198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/pessoas-1.html' title='Pessoas #1'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2815649954148136684</id><published>2012-01-17T17:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:15:03.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Momentos de luxo</title><content type='html'>fazendo o ponto de situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, obviamente o estado zen j&amp;#225; passou h&amp;#225; muito (desde as 10h da manh&amp;#227; aproximadamente). Muitos momentos de stress, alguns de apetecer esganar alguem, alguns de t&amp;#233;dio, e pelo menos UM de luxo :)&lt;p&gt;Esse momento &amp;#233; o meu lanche.&lt;br&gt;Uma ta&amp;#231;a com 4 morangos cortados aos bocadinhos, 1 iogurte natural biol&amp;#243;gico, um uma m&amp;#227;o de cereais de fibra. E pronto, &amp;#233; comido na secretaria, enquanto continuo o trabalho, mas &amp;#233; o meu momento de luxo (basicamente porque exige mais algum trabalho do que tirar a tampa a um iogurte liquido) e &amp;#233; delicioso!!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;To make an update on the day, the zen moment is long gone. There were stress moments, boring moments and many more, but at least there is ONE luxurious moment.&lt;p&gt;And that&amp;#39;s my afternoon lunch time. And I&amp;#39;ve just prepared it:&lt;br&gt;A bowl with 4 sliced strawberries, with 1 natural biologic yogurt and a hand of fibre cereals. It&amp;#39;s eaten on my desk while I keep working but I feel like it&amp;#39;s luxurious (at least it&amp;#39;s not just taking the top of a package) at it&amp;#39;s delicious!!!&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2815649954148136684?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2815649954148136684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2815649954148136684' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2815649954148136684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2815649954148136684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/momentos-de-luxo.html' title='Momentos de luxo'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7038601942007139122</id><published>2012-01-17T08:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:44:47.062Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia</title><content type='html'>Bom dia a todos que o dia est&amp;#225; mesmo bom. Apesar das temperaturas g&amp;#233;lidas, o sol est&amp;#225; em grande a inundar tudo.&lt;br&gt;&amp;#233; de aproveitar esta boa energia, entrar em modo zen e enfrentar o novo dia de trabalho. (ainda que este seja num local escuro, frio, que o sol n&amp;#227;o visita e o stress abunde)&lt;p&gt;Logo digo quanto tempo durou a for&amp;#231;a de vontade e boa disposi&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Good morning everyone cause the morning is very good here. besides freezing temperatures, the sun is shining and covering everything.&lt;br&gt;we need to take this good vibes to face new day (even if your office is cold and dark,  you don&amp;#39;t see the sun and the air is full of stress)&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll let you know how long this good mood persists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7038601942007139122?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7038601942007139122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7038601942007139122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7038601942007139122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7038601942007139122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/bom-dia.html' title='Bom dia'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7330324011236872386</id><published>2012-01-16T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:18:12.372Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Fim de semana</title><content type='html'>e que fim de semana!&lt;br /&gt;Sábado acordar cedo pois tinhamos planos combinados com um amigo...excusado dizer que era um zombie a deambular pela manhã gelada! Depois do almoço encontrei o sofá e só o larguei para passar para a cama...é verdade, uma autêntica cura do sono apenas interrompida para jantar (sem grande apetite obviamente).&lt;br /&gt;Domingo a história foi bem diferente. Acordei antes do despertador, não muito cedo eu sei. Passei a ferro, arrumei a cozinha, limpei a casa do pequeno habitante, pus roupa a lavar e nas calmas acordei o querido namorado. Depois de almoçar na mummy, acabei de passar a ferro, comecei a tricotar uma camisola para mim, vi um filme...até jantar novamente com namorado e mummy. À noitinha, já em casa, foi a vez de preparar a sopa para a semana, uns lindos queques de cenoura e umas deliciosas bolachinhas...para os lanches e pequenos-almoços dos felizes habitantes cá de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Muita energia, muita actividade, como gosto...e terminei a começar a ler um livro até o sono chegar, que não tardou.&lt;br /&gt;Lição a tirar do fim-de-semana...devia ter 3 dias em vez de 2, pois só depois de fazer uma cura de sono é que reponho a energia e consigo aproveitar decentemente.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;E por aí? Aproveitam ao máximo o vosso fim-de-semana? Ou deixam-se sucumbir aos prazeres de dormitar no sofá?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a weekend! Saturday waking up early, as we had made plans with a friend...no need to say I was like a zombie walking through the&amp;nbsp;freezing morning. After lunch, I found the sofa and just left him to move to the bed. It's true, a sleeping cure only interrupted for dinner, with not much appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a completetly different story. Woke up before the clock, not that early I know! Ironed some chothes, cleaned the little inhabitant house, did some laundry and gently woke up the boyfriend. After having lunch at mummy, I finished ironing, started kniting a sweater for me, saw a movie by the fireplace...until dinner with boyfriend and mummy again. &lt;br /&gt;At night, already at home, it was time to prepare soup for the week, make some carrot muffins, some delicious cookies...for breakfast and lunches of happy inhabitants of this house.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of energy and activity as I like, and ended the day started to read a book, while mr sleep didn't come (it didn't take to long).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to learn from the weekend? It should have 3 days, because only I have a sleep cure I get energy to enjoy weekend in its full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about there? Do you enjoy your weekends to the most? Or do you sucumb to lazzyness in the couch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7330324011236872386?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7330324011236872386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7330324011236872386' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7330324011236872386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7330324011236872386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/fim-de-semana.html' title='Fim de semana'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6541768913788468891</id><published>2012-01-13T11:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:34:26.198Z</updated><title type='text'>in the mood for LOVE?</title><content type='html'>apart from the comercial interest a brand may have, for me, this is TRUE LOVE and true meaning for Humanity :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ap3u06YgjXc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6541768913788468891?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6541768913788468891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6541768913788468891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6541768913788468891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6541768913788468891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-mood-for-love.html' title='in the mood for LOVE?'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ap3u06YgjXc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1056505050460477322</id><published>2012-01-13T11:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:17:34.588Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><title type='text'>Alerta</title><content type='html'>Um alerta para que não se vá em ilusões...é bom, mas é preciso ter consciência ao que se vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma refeição de fast food em Luanda custa 12,70 euros. Por mês, alugar um apartamento com dois quartos na capital angolana pode chegar aos 6500 euros. E a factura do supermercado é três vezes superior à de Lisboa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hermínio Santos, autor do livro Trabalhar em Angola (uma edição da Planeta), não pinta uma realidade cor-de-rosa nas 112 páginas que dedica ao tema. &lt;strong&gt;Angola não é a terra prometida, o país de “dinheiro fácil, sol, praia, cerveja gelada”. A realidade é outra, mas nem por isso menos apetecível.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;O país está em construção e participar no (re)nascimento de uma sociedade pode ser aliciante numa altura de recessão em Portugal, com elevada taxa de desemprego e perspectivas de futuro pouco animadoras. O autor, jornalista e actual director do jornal Briefing, escreve um guia minucioso e alerta que a decisão de emigrar, mesmo que temporariamente, deve ser muito ponderada e baseada em informação sólida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primeiro, não se devem fazer as malas na esperança de chegar à terra prometida&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;O crescimento é acelerado, sim, mas tudo está em construção. Há trânsito caótico nas ruas, os preços da alimentação e habitação são muito elevados, os serviços de manutenção são escassos, há dificuldades nas comunicações.&lt;/strong&gt; Hermínio Santos avisa ainda que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;o tempo dos salários elevados terminou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hoje um técnico qualificado recebe cerca de três mil euros mensais. Há cinco anos o mesmo trabalhador auferia cinco mil euros, a que acrescia subsídio de alimentação e refeições. Factores como a consolidação da paz, o regresso de angolanos com formação superior e o aparecimento de mão-de-obra de países asiáticos contribuíram para a estabilização dos salários “em valores mais realistas”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;O livro também traça o retrato do país, descrevendo aspectos históricos e económicos, como a importância do petróleo, as relações com a China ou as parcerias entre Angola e Portugal. Sugere ainda como negociar a remuneração e os benefícios antes de partir, dirigindo-se, neste capítulo, a um público-alvo muito particular (os quadros de topo). Um técnico especializado tem margem de manobra reduzida e, provavelmente, terá de partilhar e meio de transporte com colegas. É importante ter em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;atenção quanto vai gastar por mês.&lt;strong&gt; A despesa mensal com a alimentação pode chegar aos mil dólares (cerca de 694 euros ao câmbio actual).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Há informações sobre as oportunidades profissionais, como se pode criar uma empresa ou, por exemplo, os cuidados a ter ao nível de segurança. Neste aspecto, o autor alerta mesmo que o desleixo dos cuidados a nível de segurança é um erro comum. “Janelas fechadas, carro trancado, não atender chamadas na rua, não enveredar por caminhos que não conhece, são cuidados básico de segurança”, escreve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;O livro responde também a dúvidas como “é fácil transferir dinheiro para Lisboa?” ou “se tiver um problema grave de saúde o que devo fazer?”. No final, há uma lista de contactos úteis e um “kit” essencial de entendimento. Assim, quando aterrar em Luanda já sabe como pedir uma “bitola” (cerveja) e “pitar” (comer) qualquer coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Trabalhar em Angola é mais dirigido aos quadros superiores que trazem de Portugal um conjunto de benefícios suportados pela empresa e não tanto aos que se aventuram sozinhos em Angola sem a força e apoio de uma função de topo. Quem tem de tratar sozinho da sua viagem e permanência no país, terá de ultrapassar desde logo as dificuldades de obtenção de visto. O autor apenas remete informação sobre os vistos para o site do Consulado de Angola, podendo ter aprofundado mais este tema. A verdade é este processo é lento e penoso. Enquanto não for assinado o projecto de acordo entre os dois países para melhorar a concessão (medida que deverá acontecer em meados de Setembro) este é o primeiro entrave a quem quer emigrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas Angola não é só trabalho. E o lado turístico é muitas vezes esquecido pelos portugueses que pela primeira vez pisam o território. Hermínio Santos faz questão de enaltecer as belezas naturais, mas o país ainda tem muito a melhorar, nomeadamente ao nível das infra-estruturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Certo é que, quanto melhor se conhecer Angola, melhor será a integração.&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;retirado &lt;a href="http://economia.publico.pt/Livros/Read/angola-trabalhar-num-pais-em-construcao_1510576"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1056505050460477322?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1056505050460477322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1056505050460477322' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1056505050460477322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1056505050460477322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/alerta.html' title='Alerta'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7761913782885542866</id><published>2012-01-13T11:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:09:12.980Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sexta-feira 13...Montalegre!</title><content type='html'>Pois é, hoje é sexta-feira, dia 13 (de Janeiro) e pela superstição comercialmente associada, um dia e, em especial, noite de acontecimentos para além do normal.&lt;br /&gt;Acredite-se ou não, concorde-se ou não, fica a sugestão de irem a Montalegre neste dia.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as sextas-feiras 13 a comemoração é em grande, com feirinhas, espectáculos, pessoas vestidas a rigor, muita festa e boa comida obviamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estive lá na última sexta-feira 13, que em 2011 foi em Maio...13 de Maio portanto...não podia ser mais simbólico...enquanto os católicos se dirigiram para Fátima, os profanos foram para Montalegre, comer, beber e festejar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale muito a pena pela animação, porque aquela gente leva as festas muito a sério. Ainda que esteja frio nesta altura, há fogueiras espalhadas pela vila que vão aquecendo o ambiente, e claro que a bebida está sempre à mão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder o espectáculo no Castelo, que nem que seja pelo cenário vale muito a pena. No sábado a festa continua para os mais corajosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante o dia, sábado seguinte, aproveitem para conhecer melhor a região e as lindas paisagens...vale muito a pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica a sugestão :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is friday 13, and there's a lot os superticion associated to that, most of it comercially related.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you agree or not, you believe it or not, it's a goor reason to visit Montalegre (a city in the interior north part of Portugal).&lt;br /&gt;They celebrate all&amp;nbsp;friday 13, and they do it properly.The food&amp;nbsp;(good quality meat) is a well known visit card, the wine is always at hand, nice friendly people, and a taste of mysticism in the thematic party all over town. Although it's very cold in this part of the year, there are fireplaces spread all over town, so you'll fell confortable everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been there in the last friday 13, which was May 13 last year. In Portugal that is the most important religious day, associated to Fatima. Catholics go to Fatima specially on that day, and last year you either went to the sacred (Fatima), or you went to the profane (Montalegre)...guess which one I chose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really nice chance to get to know a beautiful part of Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;The party continues saturday night, for the braves. But try to take the day to know the region, the beautiful landscapes and food...a very good sugestion for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7761913782885542866?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7761913782885542866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7761913782885542866' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7761913782885542866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7761913782885542866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/sexta-feira-13montalegre.html' title='Sexta-feira 13...Montalegre!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1411985557262539054</id><published>2012-01-13T04:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:42:56.147Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Recomendo</title><content type='html'>Ontem o dia era especial, celebrou-se uma data especial, um dia em que me transformaram numa pessoa melhor e mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo o que o dia representa, o jantar foi reservado num local também especial, segundo tinha ouvido dizer: Restaurante Rui Paula, DOP, do chef Rui Paula, no Porto.&lt;br /&gt;O espaço é muito agradável, simples, elegante e cuidado, com várias zonas de diferentes níveis de privacidade. O atendimento elegante sem exageros formais, e com a simpatia que a "etiqueta" permite. Agora a comida, o essêncial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eramos dois, ele com apetite maior que o meu. Para ele o menu de degustação Douro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrada fria: Timbale de Maçã e Foie &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...segundo ele Divinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Entrada quente: Carabineiro com infusão de boletos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar: Robalo com risotto de açafrão&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...peixe fresco e o risotto maravilhoso que fazia querer uma dose tripla (também provei e concordo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intermezzo: gelado de lima com rum&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...torna qualquer um apreciante de rum segundo parece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra: Carrê de Cordeiro com Puré de Queijo de Cabra..&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;.um deliciosa combinação do cordeiro com o tomilho, e um bonito puré roxo com sabor intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sobremesa: Domo de chocolate com espuma de framboesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...a aparência perfeita esconde uma bomba intensa de chocolate, em diferentes texturas...delicioso e acompanhado de um bom Porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Para mim escolhi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrada: Salada de Lavagante...pautada por flores, massa filo, creme fraiche e mais alguns apontamentos de requintado sabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prato principal: "A minha interpretação da Ásia"&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...um espécie de salada que mistura, lulas baby, um carabineiro, pedaços de frango com molho de laranja, flores comestíveis, uma espuma de sabor intenso (não me lembro do que era), acompanhada de arroz frito com legumes...muito variado, com vários gostos, texturas e no geral muito bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sobremesa: Creme de leite creme com frutos exóticos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;...um crepe de massa folhada com leite creme dentro...DIVINAL, acompanhado por frutas exóticas que ajudam a terminar em beleza. Acompanhado de um Porto também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A tudo isto acrescem pequenas "ofertas" do chef à entrada e no fim da refeição, e uma apresentação que alimenta também os olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avaliação: Excelente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cozinha muito criativa, original, com ingredientes de alta qualidade, brilhantes combinações, quantidades bem proporcionadas...sabores maravilhosos.&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos muito satisfeitos e ficará na memória, junto das boas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A única parte não tão boa é o preço. Diria que nunca menos de 60eur/pessoa.&amp;nbsp;Demasiado elevado para o contexto do Porto e até do País, mas pelo menos por momentos fomos um pouco mais felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recomendado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;P.S. Apressem-se a visitar porque há quem diga que será a próxima estrela Michelin a brilhar no Norte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1411985557262539054?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1411985557262539054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1411985557262539054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1411985557262539054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1411985557262539054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/recomendo.html' title='Recomendo'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6196927003897506842</id><published>2012-01-12T17:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T17:27:30.395Z</updated><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>Is THE day...the special and most in love day&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;;* to my dearest Prince&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6196927003897506842?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6196927003897506842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6196927003897506842' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6196927003897506842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6196927003897506842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1199783226506316681</id><published>2012-01-11T10:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:17:00.757Z</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><content type='html'>Quando come&amp;#231;ava a acreditar, ao fim de um ano, que o meu local de trabalho, com todos os seus defeitos, era perfeito. Quando me sentia feliz e realizada. Eis que a harmonia e equilibrio &amp;#233; abalada...sem aviso pr&amp;#233;vio, sem nada que aos meus olhos a justificasse.&lt;br&gt;Continuo a gostar, mas agora apenas pelo trabalho. J&amp;#225; n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; perfeito, j&amp;#225; n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; o mesmo e gostava que tudo o que &amp;#233; extra desaparecesse...e ficasse apenas o essencial, aquilo que durante um ano me fez sentir bem.&lt;br&gt;Resta aceitar, digerir e TRABALHAR!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;After one year, I was starting to believe my work place, with all its bad things, was perfect. When I was happy and fullfilled. The pease and harmony has been shaken, with no warning, no reason we could predict, or could justifie it.&lt;br&gt;I still like being here. but now exclusively for the work. I wish all the extra was gone, and remained only the essencial, the basics that made me feel good for a year.&lt;br&gt;All I have to do now is to accept, get over it and WORK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1199783226506316681?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1199783226506316681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1199783226506316681' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1199783226506316681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1199783226506316681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3763106722528032790</id><published>2012-01-10T09:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:26:26.392Z</updated><title type='text'>Não quero ser cruel</title><content type='html'>Mas os 80 Sr.s que se estam a manifestar n&amp;#227;o arranjavam melhor forma, sem ser paralisar a economia de um pa&amp;#237;s j&amp;#225; por si enfermo?&lt;br&gt;com certeza ter&amp;#227;o as suas raz&amp;#245;es e talvez estejam a sofrer injusti&amp;#231;as, mas parar os portos do pa&amp;#237;s? Desculpem l&amp;#225; mas eu n&amp;#227;o vos fiz mal nenhum, por isso agradecia que n&amp;#227;o minassem o meu trabalho!&lt;br&gt;Acho bem o direito &amp;#224; greve, se t&amp;#234;m motivos para estar descontentes, com certeza devem ser ouvidos, mas esta via n&amp;#227;o me parece nada sensata.&lt;p&gt;A &amp;#250;nica conclus&amp;#227;o que posso tirar &amp;#233; que muitos portugueses se est&amp;#227;o a marimbar se o pa&amp;#237;s se afoga ou n&amp;#227;o...o FMI entra por a&amp;#237;, atribui um subs&amp;#237;dio de desemprego a cada um e ficamos todos felizes...ser&amp;#225; isso?&lt;p&gt;Enfim...hope to be wrong!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;To be short, 80 people who work at harbors are making strike because they don&amp;#39;t agree with loosing their jobs. With that the entire contry has stopped, all import and export. It doesn&amp;#39;t seem to me that it is a good measure in a country close to bankrupt.&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know their arguments, and I&amp;#39;m sure they have it, probably they&amp;#39;ve been unfairly dismissed. But the rest of us are not to blame, so...could you please find another way to get heard?&lt;p&gt;The only conclusion I can get is that some portuguese people don&amp;#39;t care if the country goes down under the sea. Maybe the FMI comes in, gives each other some pocket money...and we&amp;#39;re all happy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hope to be extremely wrong!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3763106722528032790?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3763106722528032790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3763106722528032790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3763106722528032790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3763106722528032790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-quero-ser-cruel.html' title='Não quero ser cruel'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5236578672605098457</id><published>2012-01-09T16:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:08:24.444Z</updated><title type='text'>Não gosto de ser implicativa...</title><content type='html'>...mas eu confio plenamente no meu sexto sentido. Tem sempre raz&amp;#227;o. Quando embirra com algu&amp;#233;m &amp;#233; porque conhece raz&amp;#245;es que n&amp;#227;o est&amp;#227;o visiveis &amp;#224; primeira vista.&lt;p&gt;E neste momento o alerta est&amp;#225; bem vermelho!!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to be picky but I always trust my 6th sense. He&amp;#39;s always right and when he picks on someone, it&amp;#39;s because he knows reasons that at first sight are not visible.&lt;p&gt;Right now he&amp;#39;s in red alert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5236578672605098457?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5236578672605098457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5236578672605098457' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5236578672605098457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5236578672605098457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-gosto-de-ser-implicativa.html' title='Não gosto de ser implicativa...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5024010703055699595</id><published>2012-01-09T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T11:54:07.487Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>O verdadeiro problema é...</title><content type='html'>...a falta de brio, honestidade, modéstia e altruismo.&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de ser uma melhor pessoa, todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia ninguém tem como objectivo ser uma boa pessoa, uma grande pessoa, para si e para os outros. Alguém conhecido e reconhecido pela sua grandeza, generosidade, sabedoria, honestidade...pelo bom nome. Hoje em dia os sonhos recaem mais na grandeza da conta bancária, dos carros e casas e número de festas e revistas.&lt;br /&gt;A crise económica de hoje é reflexo disso. É um salve-se quem puder, aproveitamento, exploração, falta de brio profissional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo patrões a utilizar a desculpa da crise para explorar os seus trabalhadores, para benefício próprio (assim o lucro é maior).&lt;br /&gt;Mas também vejo funcionários incapazes de ceder e dar um pouco mais de si para ajudar um patrão em dificuldade (não trabalham nem mais um minuto para além do que lhes pagam).&lt;br /&gt;Vejo muito egoísmo, de ambos os lados, e uma grande incapacidade de se unirem num objectivo que devia ser comum. Se as nossas empresas prosperarem (tarefa do trabalhador, de se esforçar, dar o seu melhor), também nós iremos ficar a ganhar (tarefa do patrão, em gratificar o bom trabalho dos seus claboradores).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crise não é de dinheiro...é de PESSOAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lack of honesty, modesty, altruism, pride. The will to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, nobody has the dream of becoming a great person, remembered by her great wisdom, kindness, gestures...building a family name.&lt;br /&gt;Today the goals are related with the greatness of the bank account, the number os cars and houses, the parties and press magazines you appear on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economic crises reflects that. It's one for himself, there's lack of professional ride, exploration, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see bosses using the excuse of the crises to explore his employees, for self advantage. (for bigger profits).&lt;br /&gt;But I also see employees unable to give a little more, to help the company in trouble (don't work a minute more than I'm paid for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see selfishness from both sides, and an unability to gather efforts to a purpose that should be common. If the company where we work prospers (employees' task: give his best&amp;nbsp;and all), we will benefit too (boss' task: to gratify his employess good work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crises is not about money...it's about PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5024010703055699595?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5024010703055699595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5024010703055699595' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5024010703055699595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5024010703055699595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-verdadeiro-problema-e.html' title='O verdadeiro problema é...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6936274983892989737</id><published>2012-01-04T12:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:32:36.034Z</updated><title type='text'>2012...the start</title><content type='html'>Come&amp;#231;ar o ano com uma dor de garganta n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; nada de especial. No primeiro dia de trabalho do ano chegar com uma dor de garganta...nada de especial! &lt;br&gt;Sair do primeiro dia de trabalho do ano sem voz, com a garganta em chamas, meia surda e com o nariz a querer dar sinais de doen&amp;#231;a tamb&amp;#233;m...n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; nada agrad&amp;#225;vel!&lt;p&gt;Conclus&amp;#227;o...trabalhar com o ar condicionado ligado o dia inteiro n&amp;#227;o faz l&amp;#225; muito bem :/&lt;p&gt;Agora &amp;#233; sofrer, tomar medicamentos e esperar que a coisa n&amp;#227;o piore.&lt;p&gt;Alguma sugest&amp;#227;o/receita caseira para combater os efeitos do ar condicionado, no trabalho&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Starting 2012 with a little pain in the throat, nothing special. Going to the first day of work of the year with pain in the throat...nothing special!&lt;p&gt;But leaving the first day of work of the year without voice, throat burning, half deaf and with the noose starting to go the same way...not very pleasant.&lt;p&gt;Conclusion...working all day with the AC on is not very good for yout health :( but what can I do about it?&lt;p&gt;All I can do is deal with the pain, take the medicins and hope it doesn&amp;#39;t get even worst.&lt;p&gt;Any homemade tricks to fight the AC effects at work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6936274983892989737?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6936274983892989737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6936274983892989737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6936274983892989737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6936274983892989737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012the-start.html' title='2012...the start'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6013202692149365017</id><published>2012-01-02T21:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:58:32.491Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Para a F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dedicadas à minha amiga F., que tanto me perguntou pelas fotos...estas não são as primeiras (ainda não passei para o computador), mas são as primeiras experiências com o rolo de 135mm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;São a reportagem de o aniversário de um amigo, excepto a primeira que é a única que saiu de uma série tirada numas lindas cascatas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Experiências para continuar e melhorar MUITO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Pe&amp;#231;am muitos desejos e principalmente fa&amp;#231;am tudo para os alcan&amp;#231;ar!&lt;br&gt;Bjinhos a todos&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Happy 2012 to you my friends, readers and blogosfere buddies. make many wishes and most important of all, do all you can to achieve them!&lt;p&gt;Kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2664601418285262414?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2664601418285262414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2664601418285262414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2664601418285262414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2664601418285262414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-2012.html' title='Feliz 2012'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1835683453602010971</id><published>2011-12-23T12:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:18:14.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas spirit</title><content type='html'>E pronto, tanto me queixei que o esp&amp;#237;rito natal&amp;#237;cio desceu sobre a minha secretaria :)))&lt;p&gt;Veio tarde mas muito a tempo...&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;I complained so much that the christmas spirit came down on my desk :))&lt;p&gt;It arrived late but always welcomed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1835683453602010971?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1835683453602010971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1835683453602010971' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1835683453602010971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1835683453602010971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/xmas-spirit.html' title='Xmas spirit'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7018171391344759456</id><published>2011-12-22T12:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:54:52.969Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>No coments</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Novas regras para subsídio de desemprego legitimam falsos recibos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discutida esta quinta-feira a lei que prevê atribuição de subsídio a recibos verdes. Plataformas contra a precariedade dizem que medida vai contemplar sobretudo os falsos recibos verdes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os trabalhadores a recibo verde que concentrem numa única empresa mais de 80% da sua actividade e rendimento vão passar a receber subsídio de desemprego. É esta a proposta em cima da mesa da Concertação Social, que discute esta quinta-feira alterações às actuais regras de atribuição do subsídio, estando também prevista a redução do prazo de atribuição e o valor da mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As plataformas FERVE, Precários Inflexíveis e Intermitentes do Espectáculo concordam com a atribuição do subsídio aos trabalhadores por conta própria - que são 740 mil pessoas, segundo dados do Instituto Nacional de Estatística -, mas contestam os contornos da nova lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aquilo que afirmamos é que o Ministro Pedro Mota Soares sabe que a maioria esmagadora dos trabalhadores a recibos verdes que concentrem 80% ou mais da sua actividade numa só empresa são 'falsos recibos verdes'”, reagiu Adriano Campos, membro do FERVE (Fartos Destes Recibos Verdes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até agora eram necessários 15 meses de descontos nos últimos dois anos para receber o subsídio de desemprego. O Governo reduziu o tempo para 12 meses, mas a duração da contribuição passa para 18 meses, quando antes se fixava nos três anos. O subsídio máximo também desceu de 1257,66 para 1048,5 euros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovens são os mais precários&lt;br /&gt;Os jovens parecem continuar a ser particularmente afectados pelas condições do desemprego: dos 71,6 mil inscritos nos centros de emprego em Novembro, apenas 11,4 mil recebem subsídio. O mesmo é dizer que 84% dos jovens não têm direito a qualquer apoio em caso de desemprego&lt;br /&gt;Não esquecendo que a alteração da lei de atribuição do subsídio pode ser importante para alguns trabalhadores, a plataforma Precários Inflexíveis realça: “Não aceitaremos que [esta medida] sirva como forma de legitimação dos falsos recibos verdes e que ela se substitua ao pleno cumprimento da lei e dos direitos dos trabalhadores”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para estas plataformas, a aposta do Governo devia centrar-se no cumprimento da Lei e ter como objectivo o “fim dos falsos recibos verdes” e a “atribuição obrigatória de contratos de trabalho a estes trabalhadores”, resume Adriano Campos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plataformas sugerem solução&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso faria com que “a grande maioria destes 80% tivesse automaticamente acesso ao subsídio de desemprego, permitindo a apresentação de um regime justo e equilibrado os trabalhadores independentes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Código Contributivo é também um ponto contestado pelas plataformas. André Albuquerque, membro dos Intermitentes do Espectáculo, explica a proposta: "Uma taxação mensal em que o desconto se efectuasse sobre o rendimento real de cada mês e não tendo em conta os rendimentos do ano anterior". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O FERVE, Precários Inflexíveis e Intermitentes do Espectáculo são algumas das plataformas envolvidas na recolha de assinaturas para a “Lei Contra a Precariedade”, que será entregue na Assembleia da República no início de 2012. O objectivo é combater a precariedade em "três das suas vertentes mais comuns e injustas: falsos recibos verdes, contratação a prazo e trabalho temporário". A proposta de lei já está gizada e está quase a atingir as 35 mil assinaturas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Código de Trabalho é claro quanto às condições que exigem a celebração de um contrato. Se o trabalhador obedece a uma hierarquia dentro da empresa, cumpre um horário de trabalho, exerce actividade nas instalações da empresa, usa as ferramentas de trabalho da mesma e recebe sempre o mesmo salário, está, provavelmente, dentro da categoria dos “falsos recibos verdes”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Público (22/12/2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Que dizer? Que fazer? Alguém que não esteja nesta situação se preocupa realmente? Alguém que não sofra na pele entende a insegurança? o sentimento de revolta? a indignação? o ter que se "conformar"? a impotência? a hipocrisia sentida na pele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7018171391344759456?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7018171391344759456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7018171391344759456' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7018171391344759456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7018171391344759456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-coments.html' title='No coments'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-552301692696637783</id><published>2011-12-22T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:51:41.195Z</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns Professor!!!</title><content type='html'>"Pedro Gadanho vai ser o curador de Arquitectura Contemporânea no Departamento de Arquitectura e Design do Museu de Arte Moderna (MoMA) de Nova Iorque. O arquitecto que foi responsável pela representação portuguesa na Bienal de Veneza de Arquitectura em 2004 vai dirigir, a partir de Janeiro, o sector das exposições e aquisições, e ainda o dos Jovens Arquitectos.A escolha do arquitecto português, confirmada na quarta-feira pelo MoMA ao PÚBLICO, foi resultado de um concurso internacional lançado em Março. “Comecei por enviar o meu currículo, mas, no início, a minha expectativa de vir a ser escolhido era zero”, confessou Pedro Gadanho. Acrescentou que começou a acreditar que teria possibilidades em Setembro, quando foi chamado a Nova Iorque para entrevistas. “Percebi que estava já numa “short list” de quatro ou cinco nomes, mas tinha consciência de que, mesmo chegando à final, o escolhido poderia ser o outro”, disse o arquitecto, feliz com a abertura desta nova etapa na sua vida.Pedro Gadanho vê a sua escolha para o MoMA como “o corolário de uma carreira de ‘free lancer’ em áreas inovadoras no domínio da arquitectura, que têm crescido muito nos últimos anos”.Nascido na Covilhã, em 1968, Pedro Gadanho diplomou-se na Faculdade de Arquitectura da Universidade do Porto (FAUP), onde actualmente é professor. É mestre em Arte e Arquitectura pelo Kent Institut of Arts and Design, em Inglaterra, e tem dividido a sua actividade entre a docência e a profissão de arquitecto, mas também a de curador, crítico, investigador e editor. Neste domínio, é responsável pela série “Beyond, Short-Stories on the Post-Contemporary”, em Amesterdão, e pelo blogue ShrapnelContemporary (shrapnelcontemporary.wordpress.com). Colabora com regularidade em diversas publicações internacionais.No currículo de curador, além da responsabilidade pela instalação “Metaflux” na Bienal de Veneza de 2004, Pedro Gadanho comissariou as exposições “Post. Rotterdam”, para a Porto 2001, “Space Invaders”, para o British Council de Londres e “Pancho Guedes, um Modernista Alternativo”, para o Museu da Arquitectura da Suíça (sobre este arquitecto, assinou também um documentário para a RTP). Fez ainda parte da direcção da ExperimentaDesign, em 2003 e 2004.Pedro Gadando publicou recentemente o livro “Arquitectura em Público” (Dafne), que fixa a sua tese de doutoramento na FAUP, um estudo sobre a atenção mediática àquela disciplina durante década e meia nas páginas do PÚBLICO e noutros “media”.Entre os projectos que Pedro Gadanho tem presentemente em mãos, encontra-se o concurso “Performance Architecture” para Guimarães 2012, um concurso internacional, que decorre até Janeiro, para a selecção de propostas de intervenção temporária no espaço urbano. “É um projecto que visa principalmente o envolvimento da população local com arquitectos, artistas e designer no contexto urbano”, explica o arquitecto."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Público&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um orgulho para os portugueses, uma vitória muito merecida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi meu professor na faculdade e, apesar de nem sempre as nossas personalidades se relacionarem muito bem, foi sem dúvida um dos professores mais estimulantes que tive. Por tudo isto, fico feliz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-552301692696637783?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/552301692696637783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=552301692696637783' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/552301692696637783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/552301692696637783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/parabens-professor.html' title='Parabéns Professor!!!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1725622955737921799</id><published>2011-12-22T09:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:42:24.470Z</updated><title type='text'>Smooth FM</title><content type='html'>A minha nova r&amp;#225;dio durante o trabalho...o meu estilo de m&amp;#250;sica e, nesta altura, com muitas m&amp;#250;sicas de Natal (de qualidade). S&amp;#243; &amp;#233; pena n&amp;#227;o dar para ouvir no carro, aqui pelo norte.&lt;br&gt;Vale a net e a barrinha de r&amp;#225;dios da clix...experimentem ouvir um pouco.&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1725622955737921799?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1725622955737921799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1725622955737921799' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1725622955737921799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1725622955737921799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/smooth-fm.html' title='Smooth FM'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5266555768417448182</id><published>2011-12-21T15:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:21:39.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem de Natal</title><content type='html'>Enviei esta mensagem &amp;#224;queles que mais me dizem, e eu deixo-a agora aqui, aos que me visitam e le&amp;#234;m...Feliz Natal&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Aos meus queridos amigos, &lt;br&gt;N&amp;#227;o vou poder estar com todos, pessoalmente, nos pr&amp;#243;ximos tempos, por isso envio-vos uma pequena mensagem para desejar que aproveitem esta &amp;#233;poca festiva para tentar esquecer as m&amp;#225;s not&amp;#237;cias, as m&amp;#225;s perspectivas, as m&amp;#225;s pessoas, os maus pensamentos e aproveitem os bons momentos com os que realmente s&amp;#227;o importantes e vos merecem. Sorriam, fa&amp;#231;am planos, acreditem!! E n&amp;#227;o se esque&amp;#231;am de dar verdadeiros abra&amp;#231;os e beijos...pois &amp;#233; disso que esta &amp;#233;poca se faz...de sentimentos verdadeiros.&lt;br&gt;Feliz Natal e as melhores entradas em 2012&lt;p&gt;Um abra&amp;#231;o e um beijinho sentidos&lt;br&gt;Alva&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5266555768417448182?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5266555768417448182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5266555768417448182' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5266555768417448182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5266555768417448182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/mensagem-de-natal.html' title='Mensagem de Natal'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3837648905925829539</id><published>2011-12-21T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:43:04.060Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><title type='text'>Natal e o Trabalho</title><content type='html'>Antes de mais, constatar o óbvio: ninguém gosta de estar fechado no trabalho, quando tem a cabeça cheia com listas de presentes para comprar e coisas a fazer. Perdemos horas a congeminar um plano de como fazer tudo isso nas miseras horas que restam, com a agravante de ter todo o país a fazer o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora o retrato do Natal aqui no escritório:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não há jantar da empresa (ou pelo menos pago por ela). Houve um jantar a que foi quem quis e pode, em que cada um pagou o seu e nem houve prendinhas. (muito menos comboios para levar a lisboa, com jantar pago e festas de arromba no pavilhão atlântico, à pala da emrpesa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não há bónus de Natal, nem prendinhas oferecidas pela empresa (como presentes para os filhos, ou bolos rei para funcionários)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não há presentes oferecidos por clientes e fornecedores, nem uma única canetinha, calendário ou agenda (Muito menos cabazes com bacalhau, vinho do Porto e chocolates) ZERO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quase nem recebemos postais...foram 4!!! nem sequer por e-mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não há tolerância dia 23, nem sequer vamos sair mais cedo. O mais provável até é trabalhar muito e até tarde para compensar a semaninha de paragem a seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto, é isto. O espírito natalício não é muito fomentado, mas nós lá vamos sobrevivendo e traulitando umas musiquitas de Natal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Natal para todos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: os exemplos contrastantes são reais, mas infelizmente não são o meu caso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the obvious: nobody likes to be at work, when you have presents to buy and lots of things to do. What you end up if endless time thinking of a plan of how to do all that in the little time you have left. Even worst, when the whole country is doing the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the picture of Christmas here at the office:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There is no Office Xmas dinner (at least not one offered by the office). We had one dinner, that went the one who wanted and could, without presents, and everybody paid its part. (even less a train to take us to lisbon to a dinner&amp;nbsp;and a mega party, all offered by the company)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There is no Xmas bonus or&amp;nbsp;presents from the company&amp;nbsp;(nor presents to the employeed kids, or bolo rei&amp;nbsp;for the employees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No gifts from clients or&amp;nbsp;caterer (even less packages with cod fish, port wine, chocolates etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Almost no postcards, only&amp;nbsp;4 (not even by e-mail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The 23rd will be&amp;nbsp;a regular day, probably with more work, to compensate the week will have holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Xmas at my work. Xmas spirit is not very appreciated, but we survive by singing some Xmas carols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: the opposite examples givven are real!!! Sadly, not mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3837648905925829539?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3837648905925829539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3837648905925829539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3837648905925829539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3837648905925829539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/natal-e-o-trabalho.html' title='Natal e o Trabalho'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2548200471937472540</id><published>2011-12-20T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:22:23.238Z</updated><title type='text'>Cookies and Jam</title><content type='html'>Mais uns presentinhos de Natal quase quase prontos..s&amp;#243; falta embrulhar.&lt;br&gt;Para as av&amp;#243;s e pais fazemos sempre umas compotas, bolachinhas e afins.&lt;br&gt;Ent&amp;#227;o ontem o ser&amp;#227;o foi a fazer compota de manga, de kiwi e frutos vermelhos (tudo coisas ex&amp;#243;ticas lol) e bolachinhas de gengibre, amanteigados e granola. Provavelmente ainda v&amp;#227;o sair mais umas bolachinhas de c&amp;#244;co e outras que invente.&lt;br&gt;Os cabazes v&amp;#227;o ser completos com chocolatinhos caseiros e saquinhos de cheiro de alfazema...que tal? &amp;#201; um miminho n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233;?&lt;p&gt;Quando estiver tudo embaladinho eu publico as fotos poss&amp;#237;veis (acho que ainda n&amp;#227;o &amp;#233; desta que o Pai Natal resolve o problema das m&amp;#225;quinas fotogr&amp;#225;ficas aqui em casa)&lt;p&gt;Sweet Xmas to you&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Some more Xmas gifts ready, just expecting to be wrapped up.&lt;br&gt;Every year we offer our grandparents and parents a pack of sweet and yummie things...jam, cookies, biscuits and similars.&lt;br&gt;Yesteday it was the night to do it all. I did mango jam, kiwi jam and red fruit jam, ginger cookies, butter cookies and muesli. I&amp;#39;ll probably be doing some more coco cookies and some others I want.&lt;br&gt;The packs will also have some little home made chocolates and some lavander bags. What do you think? Isn&amp;#39;t it sweet?&lt;p&gt;When I have everything ready and packed I&amp;#39;ll show you the possible pictures (I don&amp;#39;t think it&amp;#39;s gonna be this Xmas that Santa is going to solve the camera problem of this house)&lt;p&gt;:) have a very nice ans sweet Xmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2548200471937472540?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2548200471937472540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2548200471937472540' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2548200471937472540'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;É uma constante da vida&lt;br /&gt;Tão concreta e definida&lt;br /&gt;Como outra coisa qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Como esta pedra cinzenta&lt;br /&gt;Em que me sento e descanso&lt;br /&gt;Como este ribeiro manso&lt;br /&gt;Em serenos sobressaltos&lt;br /&gt;Como estes pinheiros altos&lt;br /&gt;Que em verde e oiro se agitam&lt;br /&gt;Como estas aves que gritam&lt;br /&gt;Em bebedeiras de azul&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que sonho&lt;br /&gt;É vinho, é espuma, é fermento&lt;br /&gt;Bichinho alacre e sedento&lt;br /&gt;De focinho pontiagudo&lt;br /&gt;Em perpétuo movimento&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;É tela, é cor, é pincel&lt;br /&gt;Base, fuste ou capitel&lt;br /&gt;Arco em ogiva, vitral,&lt;br /&gt;Pináculo de catedral&lt;br /&gt;Contraponto, sinfonia,&lt;br /&gt;Máscara grega, magia,&lt;br /&gt;Que é retorta de alquimista&lt;br /&gt;Mapa do mundo distante&lt;br /&gt;Rosa dos ventos, infante&lt;br /&gt;Caravela quinhentista&lt;br /&gt;Que é cabo da boa-esperança&lt;br /&gt;Ouro, canela, marfim&lt;br /&gt;Florete de espadachim&lt;br /&gt;Bastidor, passo de dança&lt;br /&gt;Columbina e arlequim&lt;br /&gt;Passarola voadora&lt;br /&gt;Pára-raios, locomotiva&lt;br /&gt;Barco de proa festiva&lt;br /&gt;Alto-forno, geradora&lt;br /&gt;Cisão do átomo, radar&lt;br /&gt;Ultra-som, televisão&lt;br /&gt;Desembarque em foguetão&lt;br /&gt;Na superfície lunar&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem nem sonham&lt;br /&gt;Que o sonho comanda a vida&lt;br /&gt;E que sempre que o homem sonha&lt;br /&gt;O mundo pula e avança&lt;br /&gt;Como bola colorida&lt;br /&gt;Entre as mãos duma criança&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-9010345489996970053?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Na IURD aqui do Porto...uma multid&amp;#227;o a sair por uma porta, todos de bra&amp;#231;os no ar...e voltavam a entrar por outra.&lt;br&gt;N&amp;#227;o sei se &amp;#233; um tipo de prociss&amp;#227;o ou l&amp;#225; o que &amp;#233; mas que era uma cena assustadoraaa era!&lt;br&gt;Eu e as pessoas dos carros &amp;#224; frente e atr&amp;#225;s ficamos parados a olhar mesmo quando o sem&amp;#225;foro abriu.&lt;p&gt;Se algu&amp;#233;m me souber explicar o ritual, estou sempre interessada em melhor a minha cultura...&lt;p&gt;&amp;#201; tudo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7205914873362575601?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7205914873362575601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7205914873362575601' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7205914873362575601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7205914873362575601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-is-this.html' title='???what is this?'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-8666987407261369499</id><published>2011-12-16T10:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:39:58.764Z</updated><title type='text'>Xplosion</title><content type='html'>&amp;#192; espera das 11 para ver (na tv online) e ouvir (em directo e ao vivo) a implos&amp;#227;o de uma das torres do aleixo.&lt;br&gt;Ainda ponderamos uma visita de estudo ali &amp;#224; afurada para ver a coisa...mas decidimo-nos pelo trabalho lol&lt;br&gt;Preocupa-me que nunca apanhei tanto vento na ponte da arr&amp;#225;bida como hoje...espero que n&amp;#227;o voem destro&amp;#231;os e p&amp;#243; para a cidade toda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-8666987407261369499?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/8666987407261369499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=8666987407261369499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8666987407261369499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8666987407261369499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/xplosion.html' title='Xplosion'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-4330220797881381459</id><published>2011-12-16T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:14:14.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Recordar / Remember</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi dia de voltar ao exerc&amp;#237;cio f&amp;#237;sico, em especial &amp;#224; nata&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o.&lt;br&gt;Foi uma volta especial, pois foi naquele mesmo llugar que h&amp;#225; muitos anos atr&amp;#225;a ( tinha 6 aninhos) aprendi a nadar. E nadei muito ali.&lt;br&gt;N&amp;#227;o voltava &amp;#224;quele piscina desde que tivemos que sair de l&amp;#225; porque iam fazer obras.&lt;br&gt;Est&amp;#225; quase tudo diferente, os novos balne&amp;#225;rios, as circula&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es, gin&amp;#225;sios, piscina ol&amp;#237;mpica &amp;#233; agora coberta. Tudo menos aquela piscina.&lt;br&gt;Ontem n&amp;#227;o nadei nela, apenas fiquei a olh&amp;#225;-la e a recordar como era tudo antes. Quase jurava que a tinham encolhido mas afinal eu &amp;#233; que era pequenina.&lt;p&gt;Agora nado na grande, muito grande mesmo (50m), e vou recordando como gosto de nadar (apesar da p&amp;#233;ssima forma f&amp;#237;sica)&lt;p&gt;Hoje de manh&amp;#227; percebi que tinha estado parada h&amp;#225; demasiado tempo hehe por isso agora &amp;#233; continuar e nadar para a frente :)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was day of getting back to exercise, specially to swimming.&lt;br&gt;It was a special return, because it was on that same pool that many years before (I was 6) I learned how to swim...and I swam a lot there.&lt;br&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t go there since we had to change swimming pool so that they could make renovations.&lt;br&gt;Everyhing is different, new locker rooms, gymnasium, the olympic pool is interior now. Everything but that swimming pool.&lt;br&gt;Yesterday I didn&amp;#39;t swim in it. Just stared and remembered how it was before...and I could swear it was so much bigger. It turns out I was very small.&lt;br&gt;Now I swim on the big one, too big (50meters) and I&amp;#39;m remembering how I love to swim.&lt;br&gt;As I woke up today I realised I&amp;#39;ve been away from swimming too much time hehe&lt;p&gt;Now I&amp;#39;m back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4330220797881381459?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4330220797881381459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4330220797881381459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4330220797881381459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4330220797881381459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/recordar-remember.html' title='Recordar / Remember'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7709302643338667436</id><published>2011-12-15T02:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:00:01.369Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Ainda nos códigos</title><content type='html'>Andava à procura na net dos códigos das embalagens de produtos lácteos. Não encontrei mas encontrei outra informação importante de divulgar...a fonte é a TetraPak e esclarece um boato que andou por aí a circular sem qualquer fundamento e segundo o qual um número que estava impresso no fundo das embalagens de leite (de 1 a 5) corresponderia ao número de vezes que o leite teria sido processado.&lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, o leite que não era vendido voltava para a fábrica e era "re-produzido" para voltar a ser vendido...ISTO NÃO FAZ QUALQUER SENTIDO.&lt;br /&gt;O leite é um produto muito frágil, com um prazo de validade curto, que se não for consumido nesse tempo (ou vendido) é DESTRUÍDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica o esclarecimento da TetraPak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para onde foi o número que havia abaixo da embalagem do leite?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;O número foi substituído por um código, semelhante ao código de barras. O nome do sistema&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;é Código 2D.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por quê a empresa retirou o número abaixo da embalagem de leite?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Porque modernizou seu sistema. Trata-se de uma evolução no controle de qualidade das&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;embalagens, que antes era feito com números e agora está mais moderno. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Para informar os consumidores da mudança de maneira transparente, a Tetra Pak está&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;colocando abaixo da embalagem a seguinte frase: &lt;i&gt;“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estes códigos referem-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;se exclusivamente ao controle de fabricação e rastreabilidade desta embalagem”.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas o que significa este código?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Significa uma marcação da Tetra Pak, empresa que produz a embalagem do leite. Ele é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;usado para controle de impressão.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Assim como qualquer indústria, a Tetra Pak também controla a produção da embalagem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;através de códigos. Se houver algum erro na impressão da embalagem, ela será encontrada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;por meio destes códigos e o erro será corrigido. O código que a Tetra Pak imprime na&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;embalagem refere-se exclusivamente ao controle de fabricação e rastreabilidade, não tem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;nada a ver com o produto que está na embalagem. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas o número não representa a quantidade de vezes que o leite foi reprocessado?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Não. Este é um boato enganoso, que circula pela Internet. O reprocessamento de leite é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;inviável economicamente e proibido por lei. Não existe este tipo de prática pela indústria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Infelizmente, algumas pessoas espalharam um boato pela Internet e, como tantas outras&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;histórias falsas, acabaram criando uma situação que não existe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainda quero saber o número da embalagem que estou comprando! Como vou saber&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;qual é o número?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;O número agora faz parte código. Para modernizar sua produção e ter mais qualidade e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;segurança, a Tetra Pak passou a utilizar este novo código. Ele armazena várias informações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Sua leitura é feita por equipamentos industriais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Não é necessário que o (a) Sr. (a) saiba o número, pois é uma informação útil apenas para a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;indústria que produz a embalagem. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para quê servem as informações do código?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Estas informações são usadas no controle de fabricação e rastreabilidade da embalagem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Servem para que a empresa que imprime as embalagens, a Tetra Pak, saiba tudo sobre a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;fabricação de cada embalagem: a data em que foi impressa, a máquina, bobina de impressão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;e a faixa onde ela se encontrava quando foi impressa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Este código vai permitir que a empresa saiba com mais rapidez e segurança todas as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;informações sobre cada uma das embalagens e com isso possa corrigir erros de impressão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Assim, oferece um rígido controle de qualidade, evitando qualquer possibilidade de fraude ou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;falsificação.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A empresa está escondendo o número?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Não. Não é prática da empresa esconder informações. Pelo contrário: a Tetra pak prima pela&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;transparência e por isso veio a público explicar o significado desta mudança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A mudança é para melhor: um sistema moderno de identificação das embalagens para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;melhorar a qualidade de impressão e trazer mais segurança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;O Código 2D é uma inovação que já está sendo implantada em todo o mundo. &amp;nbsp;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;in&amp;nbsp;http://www.tetrapak.com/br/codigo_2d/Documents/Codigo2d_Perguntas_e_Respostas.pdf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quanto ao código que procurava...aquele oval que aparece nos pacotes de leite que tem lá dentro conjuntos de letras tipo isto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CE &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mostra a origem do produto (leite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PT-Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DLT- Douro Litoral (região)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;CE - Comunidade Europeia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(este é um exemplo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 8px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;É obrigatória e permite-nos saber a origem dos produtos que consumimos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Serve para comprovar onde o Continente, Pingo Doce e afins vão buscar os seus produtos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Numa altura em que devemos defender os produtos nacionais...fica uma ajuda para saberem idenificar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7709302643338667436?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7709302643338667436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7709302643338667436' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7709302643338667436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7709302643338667436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/ainda-nos-codigos.html' title='Ainda nos códigos'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7348550046981105276</id><published>2011-12-14T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:54:46.082Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Lições vindas do Supermercado</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Antes de mais, a revolta!!!! Sabiam que no supermercado Continente, se quiserem pedir factura, antes de se dirigir à caixa e pagar, têm que ir ao balcão de informações, REGISTAR-SE!!!! Qual a lógica disto? Agora que o governo quer que o povo peça SEMPRE factura, seja por 1euro ou por 100euros, vamos todos para a fila registar???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Isto é sequer legal???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Desculpe lá Sr. Belmiro mas isto não me parece boa política, parece-me que não está a querer passar facturas, AI AI!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Qual é a complicação em introduzir o NIF do cliente??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Se alguém perceber isto...explique-me por favor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Agora o serviço público...os Ovos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Com certeza já repararam que os ovinhos que compramos nos supermercados vêm carimbados...sabem o que significam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Aqui está...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;O Reg. (CE) n.º 2295/2003 da Comissão de 23 de Dezembro de 2003, estabelece regras de execução do Reg. (CEE) n.º 1907/90 do Conselho relativo a certas normas de comercialização aplicáveis aos ovos. Assim, desde 1 de Janeiro de 2004, os ovos de consumo são obrigatoriamente marcados, na casca, com um código, que identifica o produtor, o sistema de criação das galinhas poedeiras, a região e o País de origem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Este código é constituído por:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" bgcolor="#000000" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="30" style="width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;PT 3 – 000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;1º um número de identificação (1 digito) que identifica o sistema de criação das galinhas poedeiras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. 0 = modo de produção biológico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 1 = ar livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 2 = solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 3 = gaiolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;table align="center" bgcolor="#000000" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="30" style="width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="texto" lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;3 – 000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;2º pelo código (2 dígitos) ISO de identificação do Estado-Membro no qual se encontre o centro de produção, que identificada o País de origem dos ovos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="#CCCCCC" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;BE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Bélgica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;AT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Áustria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;CZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;República Checa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;DK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dinamarca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;PT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Portugal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;EE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Estónia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;DE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Alemanha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;FI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Finlândia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;CY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Chipre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;GR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Grécia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;SE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Suécia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Letónia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;ES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Espanha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;UK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Reino Unido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lituânia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;FR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;França&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;HU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Hungria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;IE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Irlanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;MT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Malta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Itália&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;PL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Polónia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;LU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Luxemburgo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;SI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eslovénia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;NL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Países-Baixos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="48"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;SK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="144"&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Eslováquia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" bgcolor="#000000" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="30" style="width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="texto" lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;3 PT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;– 000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;3º por um número (1 digito) que distingue e identifica a DRA na qual se encontra a unidade de produção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 1 – DRA de Entre Douro e Minho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 2 – DRA de Trás-os-montes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 3 – DRA da Beira Litoral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 4 – DRA da Beira Interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 5 – DRA do Ribatejo e Oeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 6 – DRA do Alentejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;. 7 – DRA do Algarve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;table align="center" bgcolor="#000000" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="30" style="width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="texto" lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: white; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;3 PT 3 –&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: black; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 48px;"&gt;000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="texto" style="color: #949494; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;"&gt;4º um número (3 dígitos), atribuído pela autoridade competente ao centro de produção, que identifica o produtor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in www.anapo.pt (associação nacional dos Avicultores Produtores de Ovos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para mim, umas das informações mais importantes é o primeiro número...que nos diz em que conduções são criadas as galinhas que põem os ovos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espero que façam bom uso desta informação...para tomarem boas decisões!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7348550046981105276?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7348550046981105276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a good idea to start by FAQ!&lt;br /&gt;Useful information to make conscious decisions and, if motivated, step it up to action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/about/faq/default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6663529879656271537?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6663529879656271537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6967045403893539555</id><published>2011-12-13T08:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:59:15.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Ao fim de duas semanas de mini f&amp;#233;rias os portugueses decidiram voltar hoje ao trabalho. Fazer mais uns cobres para estourar no Natal!&lt;p&gt;Tr&amp;#226;nsito infernal&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;After two weeks of holidays, portuguese decided today to come back to work...to make some dimes for Xmas!&lt;p&gt;huge traffic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6967045403893539555?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6967045403893539555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6967045403893539555' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6967045403893539555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6967045403893539555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7154573272722304841</id><published>2011-12-12T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:25:44.385Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receitas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fim-de-semana do Porco/Pork weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Este fim-de-semana o roteiro gastronómico foi temático (por acaso). No sábado fomos convidados para ir a casa de uns amigos em Montalegre, por causa de um grande evento que é a Matança do Porco. Eu adoro o convívio, o ambiente daquelas casas aquecidas pela lareira, dos muitos amigos que se juntam, a importância que atribuem a estes "ajuntamentos", e a maravilhosa forma de receber destas gentes. Mas matanças não é comigo. Assenti a ir, desde que não visse, não ouvisse, não cheirasse nada desse ritual. Chegamos já depois do horror, mas não sei o que se passava com o meu inconsciente que não consegui comer o porco. Passei fome, e não foi por falta de comida obviamente!!! O meu almoço e jantar foi praticamente pão, um pouco e chouriço e fiambre (porco, mas não tão "fresco").&lt;br /&gt;Tontice, eu sei, mas mais uma vez a minha consciência a pesar e dizer-me que me devia tornar vegetariana.&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha Ha, riam-se à votnade. Eu sei que é difícil imaginarem-se vegetariana, mas não o ser é uma incoerência perante muito do que defendo e acredito!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo, acordamos tarde, merecido descanso depois do périplo transmontano. Almoço tardio numa superfície comercial ao pé de casa...cachorro!!!!!!! (aka salsicha de PORCO)...no comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao jantar, fomos ter com a mummy que decidiu que devíamos jantar fora...e o restaurante eleito foi...A Lareira, um restaurante em Fão (Esposende) que aconselho vivamente. Especialidade da Casa? Costelinhas na Brasa com um molho divinal! Desta vez não tive nenhuma espécie de repulsa&amp;nbsp; e comi muito bem (com as mãosinhasssss que é como se come entrecosto convenientemente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com isto vos pergunto, meus amigos e companheiros...alguém me indica um LIVRO COM RECEITAS VEGETARIANAS&amp;nbsp;MARAVILHOSAS, capazes de me converter?&lt;br /&gt;É uma questão de sobrevivência mental! E tenho pelo menos que tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, the gastronomic route had a strong theme (by chance). We were invited to go to Montalegre, to some friend's house for a big occasion which is "The Killing of the Pig". I love the living all together, the ambience of those houses warmed by fireplaces, the importance they give to these occasions, the warm way those people receive us in their homes. But killing is not my thing. So I agreed to go, if I wouldn't see, hear, smell the killing. So we arrived late, after the thing was done. But my unconscious couldn't get pass that fact..and I couldn't eat the pork. Can you believe that I starved? Obviously not for lack of food, but I simply could't eat it. My lunch and dinner were bread and some little peaces of chouriço and ham (pork not so fresh).&lt;br /&gt;Silly I now, but I think my conscience was once again telling me that I should become vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha, laugh as you want. I know that it is hard to imagine me vegetarian, but it is inconsistent not to be. It goes against so many things I defende and believe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we slept a lot...we needed the rest after the trip. So late lunch in a place nearby...hot dogs!!!!! (aka pork sausage)...no comments on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, we went to meet my mum, who decided we should go have dinner on a restaurant. The one we chose? "A Lareira" a wonderful restaurant I strongly recommend in Fão, Esposende.&lt;br /&gt;What's the restaurante speciality? "Costelinhas", pork ribs, grilled with a wonderful sauce. This time I ate very well (with my handssss, which is how you eat pork ribs properly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this I ask you, my dears friends, can you point me out a book with WONDERFUL VEGETARIAN RECIPES able to convert me?&lt;br /&gt;It is a matter of mental survival! At least I must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7154573272722304841?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7154573272722304841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7154573272722304841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7154573272722304841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7154573272722304841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/fim-de-semana-do-porcopork-weekend.html' title='Fim-de-semana do Porco/Pork weekend'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1097906029872227497</id><published>2011-12-12T01:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:42:29.291Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'>Gatooooo</title><content type='html'>Feriadito foi dia de cinema...yupiiiii! Qual o escolhido? um bom filme para rir, passar um bom tempo e não pensar muito (descansar da semanita de trabalho intenso)...como não somos de comédias...fomos ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-large;"&gt;O Gato das Botas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Tão giro e divertido. É espantoso a evolução gráfica dos desenhos animados, a qualidade e realismo, sem deixarem de ser desenhos animados. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos ver em 2D porque o 3D vai contra o que disse anteriormente e acho que não tem qualidade para ter interesse. Além de que me faz dores de cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;Só tive pena que não havia sessão em versão original, que tem sempre mais piada...mas valeu muito a pena :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma dúvida...em inglês chama-se Puss in Boots porquê? É o nome original? parece-me um pouco estranho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdy6TZBNPFs/TuXoUfetF9I/AAAAAAAAAlA/3AYF_Gh26O4/s1600/4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdy6TZBNPFs/TuXoUfetF9I/AAAAAAAAAlA/3AYF_Gh26O4/s1600/4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_n0WI3h_V8/TuXoRA42msI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EKAdKaQWOSk/s1600/1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_n0WI3h_V8/TuXoRA42msI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EKAdKaQWOSk/s1600/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UA9Jw_96c8s/TuXoS1kpADI/AAAAAAAAAk4/AYcxb_VcUEs/s1600/2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UA9Jw_96c8s/TuXoS1kpADI/AAAAAAAAAk4/AYcxb_VcUEs/s1600/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qJHoq0EOfYc/TuXoV4BV54I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Ao1Won-24gU/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qJHoq0EOfYc/TuXoV4BV54I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Ao1Won-24gU/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thursday was holiday in Portugal, and for us was cinema night. What we went to see? a movie for laugh, to have a good time and don't think too much (to get some rest from the intense work week)...and as we don't like comedies that much we chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Puss in Boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It was so good and funny. It's incredible how cartoons have evolve, the quality and realism, without being cartoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've seen in 2D, cause 3D goes against what I've just said and I don't think it's good enough to have any interest. Not forgetting the headaches it gives me.&lt;br /&gt;I was just sorry that there was no session in the original version (in english) cause it's always more funny. We saw it translated to portuguese, and it was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question...the original title is "Puss in Boots"? In portuguese, the literal translation is "The Cat of the boots", ate least "Cat in Boots".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1097906029872227497?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1097906029872227497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1097906029872227497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1097906029872227497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1097906029872227497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/gatooooo.html' title='Gatooooo'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kdy6TZBNPFs/TuXoUfetF9I/AAAAAAAAAlA/3AYF_Gh26O4/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1674250855899209165</id><published>2011-12-06T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:31:18.864Z</updated><title type='text'>Joga o FCPorto.../FCPorto plays...</title><content type='html'>...e p&amp;#225;ra o Porto! Quem tem que passar no centro da cidade para ir para casa desespera!&lt;p&gt;rrrrrr&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;...and stops Porto! Who has to pass in the city center to go home gets desperate!&lt;p&gt;rrrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1674250855899209165?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1674250855899209165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1674250855899209165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1674250855899209165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1674250855899209165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/joga-o-fcportofcporto-plays.html' title='Joga o FCPorto.../FCPorto plays...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-662042023334126709</id><published>2011-12-05T17:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T17:00:41.164Z</updated><title type='text'>Nops...</title><content type='html'>...n&amp;#227;o ando numa de listas! Mas quando se chega de manh&amp;#227; ao trabalho e se tem a caixa de e-mail cheia de coisas para fazer e resolver l&amp;#225; tem que se fazer uma lista, definindo prioridades. E o que &amp;#233; melhor ainda?chegar &amp;#224;s 14h com tudo feito e ter a tarde toda para adiantar trabalho das listas que h&amp;#227;o-de vir hehehe...&lt;p&gt;In a good mood&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;...i&amp;#39;m not into lists. But when you get to work and have face your e-mail account full of things to do or to solve, you better do a list to prioritize things. What&amp;#39;s even better? Having it all done by 2pm and having the rest of the afternoon to get some advance on work for the lists to come...hehehe&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;In a very goog mood :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-662042023334126709?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/662042023334126709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=662042023334126709' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/662042023334126709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/662042023334126709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/nops.html' title='Nops...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7574012350107741306</id><published>2011-12-04T22:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:13:09.866Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Saldo do fim-de-semana prolongado</title><content type='html'>Pois é, os 4 dias de férias estão a chegar ao fim, mas o saldo é claramente positivo. Os planos que fiz foram quase todos concretizados :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almoço com as amigas...check&lt;br /&gt;passear na Baixa...check&lt;br /&gt;comer castanhas na rua...check&lt;br /&gt;ver as montras calmamente...check&lt;br /&gt;comprar a última prenda...not check&lt;br /&gt;FAZER ÁRVORE DE NATAL...CHECK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tratar de documentos e burocracias chatas...check&lt;br /&gt;enviar presente para uma grande amiga que vai passar Natal longe...check&lt;br /&gt;compras supermercado para casa...check&lt;br /&gt;acabar presentes das avós...check&lt;br /&gt;limpar e arrumar a casa...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ir ver mais montras...check&lt;br /&gt;visitar vóvó...check&lt;br /&gt;ir a aniversário de amiga e passar bons momentos com os amigos...check&lt;br /&gt;marcar mais um jantar de Natal...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terminar prenda do avô..check&lt;br /&gt;passar algum tempo com mummy...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, parece-me que foram 4 dias muito bem passados, que não queria que acabassem, mas fizeram-me muito bem&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã...back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been 4 days of vacations, coming to an end, but the balance is clearly good. The plans I've made were almost done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with friends...check&lt;br /&gt;walking Downtown...check&lt;br /&gt;eat chestnuts on the street...check&lt;br /&gt;window shopping...check&lt;br /&gt;buy the last gift missing...not check&lt;br /&gt;DO THE CHRISTMAS TREE...CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care of documents and boring burocracy...check&lt;br /&gt;mail a gift to a friend who's spending Xmas abroad...check&lt;br /&gt;supermarket shopping for home...check&lt;br /&gt;finish grandmas' presents...check&lt;br /&gt;clean and tidy our home...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so more window shopping...check&lt;br /&gt;visit grandma...check&lt;br /&gt;go to a friend's Bday and have some nice moments with friends...check&lt;br /&gt;schedule another Xmas dinner...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish grandpa's gift..check&lt;br /&gt;spend some time with mummy...check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I fell it were 4 days very well spent, that I didn't want to finish, but did me a lot of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow...back to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7574012350107741306?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7574012350107741306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7574012350107741306' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7574012350107741306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7574012350107741306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/12/saldo-do-fim-de-semana-prolongado.html' title='Saldo do fim-de-semana prolongado'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-531692544409035030</id><published>2011-11-30T10:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:55:32.393Z</updated><title type='text'>Radio</title><content type='html'>Algu&amp;#233;m explica aos srs da antena3 que terem trocado o &amp;quot;toca a contar&amp;quot; pelo &amp;quot;cinco de seguida&amp;quot; foi uma porcaria!!!!! Antes uma pessoa ouvia nem q fosse para se rir da imagina&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o ou falta dela das pessoas...agora este &amp;#233; uma seca!! Se queriam cortar nos pr&amp;#233;mios cortavam mas isto &amp;#233; uma treta...eu mudo de frequ&amp;#234;ncia logo :(&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Someone please tell the bosses in antena 3 that it was a very bad idea to switch &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s tell&amp;quot; for &amp;quot;5 in a row&amp;quot;!!!the other one we would listen at least for the fun of hearing the imagination, of lack of it, of the contestans. Now it has no fun.If they wanted to cut on the prizes, they could do it but in another way please....I switch the frequency!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-531692544409035030?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/531692544409035030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=531692544409035030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/531692544409035030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/531692544409035030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/radio.html' title='Radio'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3369278801267964807</id><published>2011-11-29T11:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:24:38.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;N&amp;#227;o me deixam&amp;quot; montar a &amp;#225;rvore de Natal antes de Dezembro (apesar de a vontade j&amp;#225; c&amp;#225; andar h&amp;#225; semanas), mas j&amp;#225; tenho os presentes todos decididos ou feitos, e j&amp;#225; tenho alguns embrulhados &amp;#224; espera da &amp;#225;rvore.&lt;br&gt;Vou ter uma ponte esta semana e vou poder aproveitar para ir para as ruas da Baixa sentir o frio na cara, ouvir m&amp;#250;sicas de Natal, ver as montras e as decora&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es e comer castanhas assadas yupiii. Mesmo sem poder comprar, fico muito feliz com o ambiente :))))&lt;br&gt;Espero conseguir comprar a &amp;#250;nica prenda que falta (as compras resumem-se a 2, todas as outras lembran&amp;#231;as s&amp;#227;o feitas por mim).&lt;br&gt;Depois de uma tarde a apreciar o ambiente natal&amp;#237;cio das ruas (com certeza frio) vai ser ainda melhor voltar para casa, para a lareira e finalmente montar a &amp;#225;rvoreeeee yupiiii!!! &lt;br&gt;Os presentes que v&amp;#227;o aconcheg&amp;#225;-la...podem ver em &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com"&gt;www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;p&gt;E o vosso esp&amp;#237;rito natal&amp;#237;cio, como anda?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not allowed&amp;quot; to make the Xmas tree before December (although I&amp;#39;m wanting to do it for weeks) but in the other hand I have all the presents choosen or done, ones are already wrapped.&lt;br&gt;This week I have a day off so I&amp;#39;m going to use that day to go downtown, fell the cold, hear Xmas songs, see shop&amp;#39;s windows and decorations and eat roasted chestnuts yupiiiii. Even though I can&amp;#39;t buy I feel happy for the ambience.&lt;br&gt;I intend to buy the only I still haven&amp;#39;t bought (I just have to buy 2, the other gifts are all made by me).&lt;br&gt;After spending the afternoon feeling the Xmas spirit on the streets (cold feeling haha) it&amp;#39;s going to be even better to go home, to the fireplace and finally make my Xmas tree yupiiiiiii.&lt;br&gt;The presents that are going to be all around her you can see in &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com"&gt;www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;How is your Xmas spirit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3369278801267964807?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3369278801267964807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3369278801267964807' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3369278801267964807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3369278801267964807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/xmas-spirit.html' title='Xmas Spirit'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-585109726795135727</id><published>2011-11-26T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:43:27.304Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RoYvGgP7q0/TtDCz2qovyI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7UoogsL6Rpo/s1600/26112011097-707305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RoYvGgP7q0/TtDCz2qovyI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7UoogsL6Rpo/s320/26112011097-707305.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679253326217658146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Leitura solid&amp;#225;ria a meio da manh&amp;#227; (0,50 cent revertem a favor de uma institui&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de solidariedade). E a seguir...contribuir para a recolha do banco alimentar.&lt;p&gt;Solidary reading in the middle of the morning (0,50 cent go to an institution). Next..the contribution to the food bank. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-585109726795135727?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/585109726795135727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=585109726795135727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/585109726795135727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/585109726795135727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/leitura-solid-meio-da-manh-050-cent.html' title=''/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RoYvGgP7q0/TtDCz2qovyI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7UoogsL6Rpo/s72-c/26112011097-707305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2511653745281501335</id><published>2011-11-26T09:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:57:16.393Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouCPO2S-qoo/TtC3_UOg95I/AAAAAAAAAkU/Mm4LINXTChc/s1600/26112011095-736394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouCPO2S-qoo/TtC3_UOg95I/AAAAAAAAAkU/Mm4LINXTChc/s320/26112011095-736394.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679241428503426962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;S&amp;#225;bado...9.30 a.m ..correr e caminhada na marginal! Algu&amp;#233;m est&amp;#225; doente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2511653745281501335?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2511653745281501335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2511653745281501335' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2511653745281501335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2511653745281501335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/s.html' title=''/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouCPO2S-qoo/TtC3_UOg95I/AAAAAAAAAkU/Mm4LINXTChc/s72-c/26112011095-736394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5358769545214935273</id><published>2011-11-25T19:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T19:25:19.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acabei de ver uma jovem a fazer marcha atr&amp;#225;s na entrada da auto-estrada...entrou no sentido contr&amp;#225;rio. N&amp;#227;o percebo como conseguiu.&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;I just seen a young lady doing reverse in the entrance of the highway..she just entered in the wrong way. I can&amp;#39;t understand how she did it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5358769545214935273?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5358769545214935273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5358769545214935273' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5358769545214935273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5358769545214935273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/acabei-de-ver-uma-jovem-fazer-marcha.html' title=''/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5631792599889843290</id><published>2011-11-25T16:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:17:27.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Xmas</title><content type='html'>Não tenho nenhuma adoração pelo Michael Bublé (um cadinho comercial, mas boa voz e swing)...mas se canta músicas de Natal, e canta bem...está na playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not such a big fan of Michael Bublé (a little too comerical, but a good voice)...but if sings Xmas songs, and does it well...he's in the playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8X1c8dqH6Wo?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5631792599889843290?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5631792599889843290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5631792599889843290' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5631792599889843290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5631792599889843290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/xmas.html' title='Xmas'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8X1c8dqH6Wo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-8884847841538828603</id><published>2011-11-25T16:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:13:43.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmasssss</title><content type='html'>Pois que na conversa do café pós-almoço concluí que toda a gente no escritório já tem os presentes escolhidos (alguns já comprados). Mesmo os das caras metades...que todos concordamos que são sempre um drama...são especiais, queremos ter mais cuidade e surpreender.&lt;br /&gt;Qual o drama? Toda a gente já sabe ou tem, menos EUUUU!!! E não faço ideia!&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer, tenho uma ideia...não tenho é dinheiro para ela (sempre o mesmo drama..só sei arranjar presentes fixes, caros. ou seja, nunca consigo ser original).&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, alguém com ideias, please??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z1YYFgt5810?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in the office already has their Xmas gifts chosen or even bought. Even the ones for the wifes/husbands.&lt;br /&gt;All, except me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea, and the only one I have I can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can give a hand????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-8884847841538828603?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/8884847841538828603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=8884847841538828603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8884847841538828603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8884847841538828603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmasssss.html' title='Christmasssss'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z1YYFgt5810/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-923907424666383507</id><published>2011-11-25T14:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:50:34.317Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Pérolas do dia de ontem.../Pearls from yesterday...</title><content type='html'>-Um sr de um piquete de greve a falar para a tv indignadíssimo, porque um condutor de um camião do lixo quase o atropelou quando queria sair para trabalhar!!! Só não mostrava qualquer indignação por estar à frente do camião a tentar impedir que o homem trabalhasse. &lt;br /&gt;- uma sra indignada em frente à assembleia da república chocada porque um polícia a tinha empurrado. O jornalista diz que a versão da polícia é a de que estavam a querer subir as escadas e com isso quebrar a barreira policial. ainda mais indignada diz que é mentira e que estavam pacificamente ali paradinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que a sra não tenha visto a seguir as imagens que eu vi...em que se via perfeitamente essa sra de mãos dadas com uns tantos a tentar subir as escadas, aos empurrões (uns quantos a achar que estavam num concerto e a fazer moche)...enfim&lt;br /&gt;- essa mesma sra a dizer que a policia estava a agir mal porque estavam ali idosos e crianças. Mas quem são os pais que levam crianças para coisas destas???&lt;br /&gt;-a melhor da noite: na tv anunciam que lideres sindicais fazem balanço positivo da greve!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oi??positivo?para quem?&lt;br /&gt;Para as pessoas que não puderam trabalhar mesmo querendo?para os pais que ficaram sem ter onde deixar os filhos?Para os turistas que não tinham voos (hão-de cá voltar muitas vezes...pelos vistos os espanhóis é que agradeceram)? &lt;br /&gt;É que não vejo nada de positivo mesmo. Só me pareceu que o povo quer é festa e confusão como na grécia...e se for isso estamos no bom caminho! Não percebo como querem sair da crise sem fazer um único sacrificio. Não percebo porque já estão a ameaçar outra greve! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim...fico triste porque tudo isto mais uma vez me parecem manobras politicas, a brincar com a tristeza, indignação e aflição das pessoas. Pessoas que realmente estão a sofrer sem culpa (a maioria acredito). E só vejo é os srs dos sindicatos que tentam enganar como estando muito preocupados quando têm a mesma agenda política que qualquer outro. Preocupam-se tanto como os que nos puseram aqui, ou então não diziam os disparates que dizem. Queria ver um&amp;nbsp;a ser sincero e dizer aos seus "companheiros" que lamentam, mas que sem cortes e mais trabalho não resolvemos isto. E coragem? E vontade? &lt;br /&gt;(atenção que sou de esquerda, mas não gosto que me façam de burra, e os sindicatos acho que tentam&amp;nbsp;tirar parte do cérebro às pessoas. Além de que não vejo solução senão trabalho e empenho para sairmos deste buraco...e estou aqui para isso)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(escuso-me a comentar as notícias da Madeira...isso já são diamantes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A man from the strike group was furious on tv, because a garbage truck almost drove over him. He just didn't find wrong to be in front of the truck trying to stop the driver from working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A lady was also upset in front of tv, because she had been pushed by a policeman. The journalist said that the police version was that the strikers were trying to pass through the security barrier and climb the stairs. She was even more furious and said that it was a lie, because they were peacefully just&amp;nbsp;standing there.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the lady didn't see the same images I saw after that. I could clearly see HER giving hands with other people and forcing to pass the barrier up the stairs (and some other people who thought they were in a metal concert 'moching')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that same lady was saiyng that the police was acting wrong because there were old people and children there. !?! What kind of parents bring kids to those places? do they think it's going to be a quiet place like church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the best of the night was anounced on tv. The union liders made a positive balance of the strike. &lt;br /&gt;What? Positive? for whom?&lt;br /&gt;for the people who couldn't go to work because they didn't get transport?for the parents who didn't have where to leave their children?for the tourists who didn't have flights?(they must come back many times after that. the spanish thank us the kindness)&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing positive in this. Only if the people want party and confusion as in Greece. If that's the goal, we're on the good way. I don't see how they want to get out of the crises without effort and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad... Because all I see is political games, playing with the sadness, disappointness and struggle of the people. People who are unfairly suffering (the most part I believe). I see the union liders trying to make us believe that all they care is us...that they are very worried...when they have the same agenda as the other politics. They worry as much as the one who got us here. Otherwise they wouldn't say the lies and nonsenses they say. I'd like to see one being honest and saying his fellows that sadly without cuts and more work we won't make it. And courage? and Will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I don't even talk about the news from Madeira, cause those are diamonds)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-923907424666383507?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/923907424666383507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=923907424666383507' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/923907424666383507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/923907424666383507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-sr-de-um-piquete-de-greve-falar-para.html' title='Pérolas do dia de ontem.../Pearls from yesterday...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5889486835981839923</id><published>2011-11-24T19:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T19:01:44.152Z</updated><title type='text'>Ainda.../Still...</title><content type='html'>...sobre as greves. &lt;br&gt;Se fossem feitas durante o fim de semana eram bem mais cred&amp;#237;veis. N&amp;#227;o se ficava a ponderar sobre as reais motiva&amp;#231;&amp;#245;es da maior parte dos grevistas (fim de semana prolongado, terem recebido ontem logo hoje &amp;#233; um bomdia para as compras, etc)&lt;p&gt;N&amp;#227;o concordam?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;...about strikes.&lt;br&gt;If they were made on weekends they would be much more trustworthy. People wouldn&amp;#39;t ne wondering about the real motivations of the strikers ( bigger weekend, they were payed yesterday so it is a good day for xmas shopping, etc)&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#39;t you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5889486835981839923?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5889486835981839923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5889486835981839923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5889486835981839923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5889486835981839923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/aindastill.html' title='Ainda.../Still...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-792806214496530660</id><published>2011-11-24T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:30:20.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Greve/Strike</title><content type='html'>Vou tentar ser  breve e directa.&lt;p&gt;-ainda bem que existe o direito &amp;#224; greve. &amp;#201; um direito fundamental.&lt;p&gt;-espero que antes de fazer greve, as pessoas olham para si e para os que est&amp;#227;o &amp;#224; sua volta e avaliem bem a sua situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o. Ser&amp;#225; que &amp;#233; assim t&amp;#227;o m&amp;#225;? E &amp;#233; m&amp;#225; por injusti&amp;#231;a? E a culpa disso &amp;#233; de algu&amp;#233;m que n&amp;#227;o n&amp;#243;s pr&amp;#243;prios? (identificar o foco e alvo)&lt;p&gt;-podem dispender de 1 dia de sal&amp;#225;rio?&lt;p&gt;-fa&amp;#231;am greve mas deixem trabalhar quem quer&lt;p&gt;-no que &amp;#233; que a greve vai resolver ou melhorar a vossa situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o? N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; s&amp;#237;tios e meios mais eficazes? (n&amp;#227;o digo para ficarem quietos e resignados, mas as coisas n&amp;#227;o se resolvem por berrar mais alto)&lt;p&gt;-na actual situa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o do pa&amp;#237;s e da maioria das empresas, n&amp;#227;o seria mais eficaz para resolver os problemas, aumentar a produtividade e o trabalho, em vez de menos um dia de trabalho?&lt;p&gt;-porque &amp;#233; que todos os anos por esta altura se convocam greves?(e &amp;#233; tudo o que digo sobre sindicatos...para n&amp;#227;o me exaltar)&lt;p&gt;Boa greve para v&amp;#243;s...bom trabalho para mim :)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll try to be quick and simple.&lt;p&gt;-fortunatly we have the right to make strikes. it&amp;#39;s a fundamental right.&lt;p&gt;- I hope that before doing a strike, you look very well to you and to those around you and assess your real situation. Is it bad? Is it bad because of injustice? And is there anyone to blame but youself for that?(identify the origin and the target)&lt;p&gt;-can you spend a day of salary?&lt;p&gt;-do your strike but allow others to work if they want&lt;p&gt;-how is the strike going to solve or improve your problem? Isn&amp;#39;t there any other places and means more effective? (I&amp;#39;m not saying to stay still and do nothing, but problems won&amp;#39;t be solved because you shout louder)&lt;p&gt;-in the current situation of the country and most companies, wouldn&amp;#39;t it be more effective solving problems, to improve productivity and work, instead of less one day of work?&lt;p&gt;-why every year by this time, we have a strike? (this is as far as I go talking about unions)&lt;p&gt;Good strike for you...good work for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-792806214496530660?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/792806214496530660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=792806214496530660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/792806214496530660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/792806214496530660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/grevestrike.html' title='Greve/Strike'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1246071979458728988</id><published>2011-11-23T19:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:02:59.961Z</updated><title type='text'>A greve não é só amanhã?</title><content type='html'>Tamb&amp;#233;m existe pr&amp;#233;-greve? N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; tr&amp;#226;nsito, fui despachada em alguns servi&amp;#231;os p&amp;#250;blicos...algo me diz que 6a vai ser dia de p&amp;#243;s-greve!&lt;br&gt;Amanh&amp;#227; digo o que penso sobre a greve...num intervalo do meu trabalho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1246071979458728988?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1246071979458728988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1246071979458728988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1246071979458728988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1246071979458728988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/greve-nao-e-so-amanha.html' title='A greve não é só amanhã?'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-779066506374875470</id><published>2011-11-23T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:14:20.603Z</updated><title type='text'>E para as avós?/ And for grandmoms?</title><content type='html'>Que v&amp;#227;o oferecer no Natal? Eu j&amp;#225; sei, eu j&amp;#225; sei...quem adivinha?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;What are you giving them for Christmas? I already know, I already know...who can guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-779066506374875470?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/779066506374875470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=779066506374875470' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/779066506374875470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/779066506374875470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-para-as-avos-and-for-grandmoms.html' title='E para as avós?/ And for grandmoms?'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1662057488164384693</id><published>2011-11-22T15:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:50:02.892Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Este Natal.../This Xmas...</title><content type='html'>...não vou cortar no número de pessoas a quem dou presentes. Adoro oferecer presentes mas só ofereço a quem é realmente importante e especial, por isso não posso cortar. &lt;br /&gt;Estamos em crise mas há já algum tempo que ofereço prendas pelo significado mais que pelo valor. Prendinhas simbólicas, lembranças, algumas feitas por mim (como é o caso de alguns exemplos que encontram &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;)...simplesmente não gosto de passar a ocasião sem lembrar às pessoas que me são mais queridas que gosto delas...e de as mimar! Nesta tarefa de escolher presentes há sempre UM que é terrível escolher...o do namorado. É o drama, o horror, a tragédia...passo meses a pensar e não chego a nada de original (ao contrário dele que me surpreende sempre... yupiii). Se houver por aí sugestões e ideias...fico extremamente agradecida.&lt;br /&gt;E vocês...como gerem os presentes de Natal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm not cutting on the number of people I'm giving presents. I love to give presents (all year) but I just offer to really important and special people, so I can't cut on them.&lt;br /&gt;We're in crises, mas for long I've been giving gifts for their meaning, more than their value. Little gifts, simbolic, reminders, made by me (as some examples you can find &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)...I just don't like to pass this time without reminding those people dear to me, that I like them...and to spoil them!&amp;nbsp; In this task of choosing presents, there's just ONE that it's terrible to get...the one to the boyfriend. It's the drama, the horror, the tragedy (portuguese joke)...I spend months thinking and never get to something original (opposite to him, that always surprises me...yupiii). If there are any suggestions and ideas...I'll be very thankfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;How do you manage Christmas presents?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1662057488164384693?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1662057488164384693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1662057488164384693' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1662057488164384693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1662057488164384693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/este-natalthis-xmas.html' title='Este Natal.../This Xmas...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7681255980131329880</id><published>2011-11-21T15:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:38:10.263Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><title type='text'>Ironia/Irony</title><content type='html'>Hoje é dia de festa no escritório...champagne e bolo para comemorar um prémio!&lt;br /&gt;Mas o meu coração está apertadinho, a querer fugir daqui para a beira do meu Principe. Hoje ele precisa de muita força...e eu estou mortinha por ir para o lado dele, enchê-lo de mimo para tudo correr pelo melhor! &lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vai tudo correr bem, muito bem!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is celebration day at the office...champagne andcake to celebrate a prize!&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is far away, wanting to run from here, to go near my Prince. Today he needs lots of support..and I'm dying to go to his side, fill him with kisses and hugs so that everything goes for the best!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's all gonna be good, really good!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7681255980131329880?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7681255980131329880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7681255980131329880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7681255980131329880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7681255980131329880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/ironiairony.html' title='Ironia/Irony'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-4406318793097743670</id><published>2011-11-21T11:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:32:27.172Z</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Hoje vai ser um dia muito comprido! Mas o importante &amp;#233; que vai acabar bem melhor do que come&amp;#231;ou...estamos todos a torcer!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Today is going to be a very long day. But the important is that it&amp;#39;s going to end far better than it started...fingers crossed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4406318793097743670?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4406318793097743670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4406318793097743670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4406318793097743670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4406318793097743670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-9104326549986367975</id><published>2011-11-18T14:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:51:35.301Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><title type='text'>inspira...expira/breathe in...breathe out</title><content type='html'>Só agora, passadas aproximadamente 18h, consigo explanar com um mínimo de calma o último drama automobilístico.&lt;br /&gt;Ao chegar a casa, incrivelmente, não tinha nenhum carro a bloquear a passagem. Em contrapartida estava a uma jovem a finalizar o processo de estacionamento...em cima do passeio (as 4 rodinhas em cima). Eu fiz sinal à menina, na esperança que ela se tivesse enganado e fosse corrigir a acção. Pois ela olha para mim, acena e vai à sua vida. Pensando mais uma vez que deveria haver um equívoco, buzino, e a menina indignada pergunta o que foi...eu indico-lhe um lugar a 2m de onde ela parou e ela resmunga e segue!&lt;br /&gt;(paragem para respirar bem fundo porque continua)&lt;br /&gt;Depois de estacionar num lugar designado para o efeito, vou a uma superfície comercial ali ao lado e, à saída, deparo-me com mais duas cenas quase simultâneas.&lt;br /&gt;A primeira, um sr a fazer um esforço tremendo para estacionar num declive. O declive é uma lomba...uma lomba grande porque é nada mais nada menos que uma passadeira!&lt;br /&gt;A segunda quase resultou no meu atropelamento porque um jovem cheio de pressa no seu bólide, tinha que apanhar um determinado lugar...o lugar reservado a grávidas.&lt;br /&gt;Agora digam-me o que fazer com esta gente? Como se explica o que é o civismo?&lt;br /&gt;Lições retiradas: &lt;br /&gt;- quando projectar ruas e passeios fazê-los com as dimensões mínimas possíveis, porque a generosidade só dá lugar a abusos.&lt;br /&gt;- andar com a máquina fotográfica (quando tiver uma que funcione) porque contado ninguém acredita.&lt;br /&gt;E acreditem que estas situações são por tudo menos por falta de lugares de estacionamento. só não publico uma imagem do google, porque já disse que é ao lado de minha casa, e não me parece bem andar a divulgar a minha morada hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now, almost 18h after the most recent episode, I can talk about it with some calm.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as I was going home, there was no car blocking my way...what a miracle. On the other hand, I saw a young lady, finishing her perfect parking on top of a sidewalk (all 4 wheels). I made a sign, thinking it could be some sort of mistake, and she looked at me, shakes her head and leaves. I horned and she turned, angry at my, asking what was the problem...I pointed to a free parking place 2meters from where she parked, but once again she just left.&lt;br /&gt;(breathe in...breathe out...cause it's not over yet)&lt;br /&gt;After parking my car in a legitimate place, I went to a shop close. As I was leaving, I saw two more incredible scenes, almost at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;First a man, struggling to park&amp;nbsp;his car in a slope. The slope was a bump, a big bump because it is an elevated crosswalk!&lt;br /&gt;The second, that almost finished with me being hit by the car. A young driver was in a hurry to park his expensive sport car in a special place...the one reserved to pregnant women.&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me what to do with this people? How to explain them what civism is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned:&lt;br /&gt;- if I ever design roads or sidewalks, always design them with the minimun measures. Being generous only gives space to abuses.&lt;br /&gt;- start having my camera with me (when I have one that works) cause situations like this only seen...told noone believes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, this situations happen not because of lack of parking spaces. I don't publish the google image of the huge parking space because I've already said that it's next to my house, and I don't think it's a good idea to tell all the world where it is..hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-9104326549986367975?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/9104326549986367975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=9104326549986367975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/9104326549986367975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/9104326549986367975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspiraexpirabreathe-inbreathe-out.html' title='inspira...expira/breathe in...breathe out'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6362227378047011347</id><published>2011-11-18T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:30:28.134Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Go check it out...</title><content type='html'>Já viram as&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;novidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Que tal? Quero as vossas opiniões :) O mostarda em grande plano hein?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? What do you think?I want your opinion :)&lt;br /&gt;Mustard in main role hein?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6362227378047011347?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6362227378047011347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6362227378047011347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6362227378047011347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6362227378047011347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/go-check-it-out.html' title='Go check it out...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-4545884729197559471</id><published>2011-11-17T10:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:00:20.746Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Responsabilidade Social/ Social Responsability</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto sim é uma marca a exercer o seu papel social...a usar a sua visibilidade para passar mensagens, fazer alertas, provocar, abrir os olhos!! Não é só produzir e ficar fechado num gabinete a fazer contas aos lucros. É perceber que têm responsabilidade e dever para com os seus consumidores e para com o Mundo em geral. Quanto maiores e mais importantes, maior devia ser esse dever. E a Benetton tem sido um exemplo. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/qImJFg5dgTE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qImJFg5dgTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qImJFg5dgTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a brand doing its social role...using its exposure to pass a message, alert, tease, open our eyes! It's not just produce and stay locked in an office couting the profits. It's understanding their duty and responsability towards its customers e the World in general.&lt;br /&gt;As bigger and important, bigger should that role be. Benetton has been an example.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4545884729197559471?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4545884729197559471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4545884729197559471' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4545884729197559471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4545884729197559471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/responsabilidade-social-social.html' title='Responsabilidade Social/ Social Responsability'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-4416132089033567856</id><published>2011-11-17T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:41:28.654Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receitas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cenourassss/Carrotsssss</title><content type='html'>No fim de semana fomos fazer compras de produtos frescos ao mercado aqui da terra. O namorado ficou entusiasmado com a variedade e qualidade e chocado com os preços...como é que era possível trazermos sacos cheios de legumes por 1,60 ou valores semelhantes! Ainda ontem me contou que tinha achado que havia um cheiro estranho na dispensa...cheiro a batatas! Que as batatas compradas no supermercado não têm cheiro (pudera, perdem-no no caminho entre frança e aqui)...e tem toda a razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que queria dizer aqui é que com isto ficamos com o frigorífico ficou cheio de legumes (mamãe ainda decidiu oferecer mais uns quantos) e precisavamos esvaziar um bocadinho, sem virar vegetarianos propriamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o que saiu ontem? Queques de cenoura...super simples e maravilhosos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A receita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cenouras grandes (cozidas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OY540V3D29c/TsTS5ai8A2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/yenX67w1e30/s1600/16112011083-793131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893314213905250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OY540V3D29c/TsTS5ai8A2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/yenX67w1e30/s320/16112011083-793131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;4 ovos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 chávenas açúcar (eu uso amarelo)&lt;br /&gt;1 fio de azeite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdFiPdFJsjI/TsTS5N_HTWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/E1tT6Liy6XQ/s1600/16112011080-792434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893310842424674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdFiPdFJsjI/TsTS5N_HTWI/AAAAAAAAAh0/E1tT6Liy6XQ/s320/16112011080-792434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21euUm0mVdw/TsTS5N2wiAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MbQJG1AlhNc/s1600/16112011082-791592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893310807377922" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21euUm0mVdw/TsTS5N2wiAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MbQJG1AlhNc/s320/16112011082-791592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2 chávenas farinha (eu uso integral)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 colher de fermento &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_0-A-w4Cs/TsTS51n-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-S8H6qQl-1E/s1600/16112011081-794926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893321482827154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_0-A-w4Cs/TsTS51n-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-S8H6qQl-1E/s320/16112011081-794926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bater as claras em castelo, misturar as gemas com o açúcar, adicionar a cenoura triturada... E juntar tudo o resto...levar ao forno e já está... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCS3BTm-Jl0/TsTS6P3StDI/AAAAAAAAAic/2ve40Jh_QpM/s1600/16112011084-796470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893328526357554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCS3BTm-Jl0/TsTS6P3StDI/AAAAAAAAAic/2ve40Jh_QpM/s320/16112011084-796470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;...uma delícia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAIcZh8VLuU/TsTS6q-tWII/AAAAAAAAAik/oantVlfcYAw/s1600/16112011085-797722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675893335805220994" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAIcZh8VLuU/TsTS6q-tWII/AAAAAAAAAik/oantVlfcYAw/s320/16112011085-797722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;E vocês,&amp;nbsp;o que fazem quando têm imensos produtos frescos que têm que gastar? Ideias giras, vá lá. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This weekend, mt and my boyfriend, when for shopping of fresh products on the local market. He was amazed with the variety and quality, and shocked with the prices...how is it possible to bring bags full of vegetable for 1,60eur and some other similar values. Yesterday he told me that he found a strange smell on the storage, and found out it was smell of potatoes. He is right, because the potatoes we buy in the supermarket (specially in big stores) don't have smell, I think they loose through the long way they do since France and other far away places. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But what I wanted to say&amp;nbsp;is that we got our fridge full of vegetables (plus some more my mum offered us), and we needed to use them, without turning vegetarians. So our solution was...carrot muffins. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This is the recipie: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;3 carrots (boiled) &lt;br /&gt;4 eggs &lt;br /&gt;2 cups of flour (I use wholemeal) &lt;br /&gt;2 cups of sugar (I use brown) &lt;br /&gt;1 spoon of yeast &lt;br /&gt;1 drop of olive oil &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Beat the egg whites to the point. Mix the gems with the sugar and the olive oil. Add the smashed carrots, the flour and the yeast, and the whites...and put it in the oven...it's delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you have too much fresh items on your fridge and you need to use them quick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4416132089033567856?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4416132089033567856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4416132089033567856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4416132089033567856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4416132089033567856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/cenourasssscarrotsssss.html' title='Cenourassss/Carrotsssss'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OY540V3D29c/TsTS5ai8A2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/yenX67w1e30/s72-c/16112011083-793131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-9104327272254189842</id><published>2011-11-16T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:21:36.471Z</updated><title type='text'>it's you, it's you...it's all for you...everything I do!!</title><content type='html'>;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HO1OV5B_JDw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-9104327272254189842?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/9104327272254189842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=9104327272254189842' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/9104327272254189842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/9104327272254189842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-you-its-youits-all-for.html' title='it&apos;s you, it&apos;s you...it&apos;s all for you...everything I do!!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HO1OV5B_JDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-7273116334141362452</id><published>2011-11-16T09:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:35:10.348Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>6-2</title><content type='html'>Ah pois é, aqui também se fala de futebol! Não que eu perceba alguma coisa de futebol mas aquele jogo de ontem parecia um best of. Aquilo eram bombas atras de bombas apesar de algum sofrimento pelo meio.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que me interessa tudo isto? Para além de não gostar de perder seja no que for...duas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro ouvi o locutor, que estava a relatar o jogo na rtp1, dizer que com este apuramento, a selecção recebe 8milhões! Ora esse dinheiro não pode ser desviado para ajudar a pagar as dívidas do país?&lt;br /&gt;Agora falando a sério, este jogo e o percurso para o apuramento são um real espelho da própria sociedade. Ou seja, só no último jogo, quando não havia mais nenhuma hipótese, é que jogaram com afinco e dedicação. Lutaram até ao fim, deram o seu melhor e ganharam. Até aqui foi ir andando, jogando de forma a não cansar muito...a ver se chegava. &lt;br /&gt;É por isto que sei que vamos sair da crise! Já batemos no fundo do poço, não temos alternativas...é agora que vamos mostrar que somos bons! Venham daí os Ronaldos, os Nanis, os Postigas e todos os outros craques porque chegou a hora...6-2 é o objectivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we talk about football too.Not that I understand a thing about it, but yesterday's match looked like a "best of". There were bombs after bombs, though some suffering along the way.&lt;br /&gt;But where do I want to get with this? Besides hating to loose on anything, there are two points.&lt;br /&gt;First, I heard the speaker that was reporting the game on tv saying that with this passage to the next fase, the National Team would get 8 million euros. Can't we take that money to help pay our national&amp;nbsp;debts?&lt;br /&gt;Now, seriously speaking, that match is a pure reflex of our own society. Only on the last match, when there were no other options, they played with heart and dedication. They fought til the end, gave their best and won. Until now they were playing along, trying not to get too tired...trying to see if it would do.&lt;br /&gt;And this is why I believe we are gonna make it out of this crises. We hit bottom, we have no other choices...so now we are gonna show how good we are. Come on Ronaldos, Nanis, Postigas, and all other aces, because the time is now...6-2 is the goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-7273116334141362452?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/7273116334141362452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=7273116334141362452' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7273116334141362452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/7273116334141362452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-2.html' title='6-2'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3341679927500844481</id><published>2011-11-15T09:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T09:33:10.143Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Não acrescento nem um ponto...é a Maldita Arquitectura</title><content type='html'>Copiadíssimo do P3, Público:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Em artigo no P3 lia-se que o presidente da Ordem dos Arquitectos (OA) falava em crise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crise, qual crise? Mas não foi sempre assim? A maioria dos jovens arquitectos (e os menos jovens) sempre tiveram de emigrar. Estagiaram sem salário, saltitaram de recibo em recibo, o emprego sempre foi uma miragem. O que há então de novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maldita Arquitectura levantou estas e outras questões em Outubro de 2010 e a posição da direcção da OA sempre foi que a sua função se cinge à defesa da arquitectura e não do exercício da profissão de arquitecto, mas não é possível fazer omeletes sem ovos. Porquê agora? E porquê neste tom de queixume: “Oh! Fechou-se a torneira.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A OA ainda não compreendeu que é a desregulação da profissão que leva a maioria dos arquitectos a viver em crise e que só uma minoria que vive de ajustes directos viu a sua situação afectada pela falta de investimento público. Será por isso que só agora a OA fala em crise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a maioria de nós a situação actual sempre existiu. O facto novo é que agora tocou na pele dos poucos que dantes tinham encomendas regulares de projectos, graças ao recurso ilegal a ajustes directos, sem a devida legitimação conferida por concursos transparentes de concepção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há arquitectos a mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O presidente da OA vai no seu segundo mandato à frente do Conselho Directivo Nacional. Esta direcção, que agora fala em nome de vinte mil arquitectos, foi eleita com 1070 votos. A OA sempre mostrou desinteresse pela situação laboral dos seus associados e ao longo dos últimos mandatos tem agravado os seus problemas ao não cumprir os próprios estatutos, ao compactuar com uma rede de compadrio que monopolizou a encomenda em poucos ateliês. Veja-se a situação da Parque Escolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro falso argumento é o de que há arquitectos a mais. Sobrelotação do mercado de trabalho? Sim, mas por falta de arquitectura, não por excesso de arquitectos. Quando temos um país com um território tão desordenado, centros urbanos degradados, periferias desqualificadas, interior abandonado. Quando possuímos tão grande dependência energética do exterior, sendo o seu maior consumo nos transportes, na indústria da construção e na utilização de edifícios. Todas áreas em que nós arquitectos temos soluções, bastando para isso que nos deixem trabalhar por cá, tanto jovens irreverentes, como aos mais velhos e experientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, para podermos nós, arquitectos, ser parte da resposta à verdadeira crise, a Maldita Arquitectura propôs, em Outubro de 2010 as seguintes medidas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A maior transparência nas adjudicações públicas e redução ao mínimo dos valores para o ajuste directo;&lt;br /&gt;• A obrigatoriedade de remuneração de todos os estágios;&lt;br /&gt;• A Inspecção pela Autoridade para as Condições do Trabalho dos ateliês de arquitectura para combater a generalização de falsos recibos verdes;&lt;br /&gt;• A elaboração de um Regulamento do Trabalho por Conta de Outrem em Arquitectura;&lt;br /&gt;• A Implementação de uma Tabela de honorários de valores mínimos praticáveis, à semelhança de outros países da União Europeia, nomeadamente da Alemanha;&lt;br /&gt;• A redacção de um Código Técnico da Edificação reunindo toda a legislação dispersa;&lt;br /&gt;• O Cumprimento pela OA dos seus próprios estatutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3341679927500844481?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3341679927500844481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3341679927500844481' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3341679927500844481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3341679927500844481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-acrescento-nem-um-pontoe-maldita.html' title='Não acrescento nem um ponto...é a Maldita Arquitectura'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-8244941937340508896</id><published>2011-11-14T13:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:56:24.763Z</updated><title type='text'>E hoje.../Today...</title><content type='html'>...j&amp;#225; foram ver as novidades naquele s&amp;#237;tio especial? n&amp;#227;o se esque&amp;#231;am que todos os dias h&amp;#225; novidades!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;...did you go check the news on that special place?don&amp;#39;t forget that there&amp;#39;s always something new, everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-8244941937340508896?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/8244941937340508896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=8244941937340508896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8244941937340508896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8244941937340508896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-hojetoday.html' title='E hoje.../Today...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-2883807996177823865</id><published>2011-11-14T09:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:04:38.621Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Fim-de-semana/weekend</title><content type='html'>olá a todos, que tal o fim-de-semana pelos vossos lados?por aqui foram uns verdadeiros dias de inverno...com muita chuva (sem granizo), muitos relâmpagos (quase sempre sem trovão) e lareira hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Para completar o quadro, no domingo houve papas de sarrabulho, na senda do S.Martinho.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do fantástico cenário de pastelice, o que ficou do fim-de-semana foi uma notícia que vi no telejornal da SIC ontem à noite.&lt;br /&gt;A notícia de um cão que todos os dias fica plantado em frente ao centro de saúde da terra, onde viu pela última vez a sua dona. Passa ali todo o dia, ou então recria o caminho diário que com ela fazia...tudo à procura e espera dela! &lt;br /&gt;Esta história lembra a de Hashiko, um lindo cão japonês que, até morrer, ia todos os dias à estação onde se despediu pela última vez do seu dono. Esta retratado em filme e aviso que se chora e se chora e se chora!&lt;br /&gt;tudo isto para dizer que não existem muitos humanos com esta capacidade de amar e ser leal...com esta persistência e esperança! tudo isto para comprovar o valor que os animais têm e que quase nunca reconhecê-mos.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que se aproxima o NATAL pensem muito bem antes de ir comprar "peluches", pois eles não merecem ser abandonados quando acaba a piada. Ao invés de os ir comprar vão visitar um dos muitos centros e abrigos de animais, façam amizades, apadrinhem, façam um tão necessário donativo e se continuarem a querer um amigo para a vida, se estiverem à altura, adoptem!Na barra lateral têm indicação de alguns!&lt;br /&gt;Fica o trailer do filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/IfCNX7-RkbM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfCNX7-RkbM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfCNX7-RkbM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello averyone, how was your weekend? Here they were true winter days. Lots of rain (without hail), lots of lightnings (wihout thunder) and fireplace!!&lt;br /&gt;To complete the set, on sunday I had "papas de sarrabulho" (I won't discribe it because there are sensitive people, but it is like a soap with pork meat and some other exquisite ingredients)!&lt;br /&gt;Besides the lazziness of the weekend, it will stay on my mind because a news I've seen on TV.&lt;br /&gt;It was the story of a dog that, EVERYDAY, stood in front of the health center, where he last senn his owner (she died after that). He stays there all day, everyday, waiting for her to appear. Sometimes he recreates the paths he used todo with her, always lookinf for her to come!&lt;br /&gt;This story is not unique, there's the story of Hachiko, a japonese dog who spent his days (until his death) in front of the train station where he last seen his owner. His story is on film, and I must warn that you cry, and cry and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this to say that not all humans have this abbility to love and be loyal...all of this to say how valuable animals are, even though few times we recognise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Christmas is coming, before you go buy a teddy, think very well, because they don't deserve being abbandoned after the fun is over.&lt;br /&gt;Before buying, go visit some animal shelter, make friends, be a sponsor, do a much needed donation. In the end, if you're worthy of such inconditional love, ADOPT!&lt;br /&gt;In the side bar there's a lit of some places.&lt;br /&gt;I leave the trailer of the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-2883807996177823865?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/2883807996177823865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=2883807996177823865' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2883807996177823865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/2883807996177823865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/fim-de-semanaweekend.html' title='Fim-de-semana/weekend'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3654529040024885969</id><published>2011-11-11T19:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:13:19.018Z</updated><title type='text'>ainda sexta-feira/still friday</title><content type='html'>Nada melhor para acabar o dia de trabalho de sexta-feira  do que filas de quilometros...s&amp;#243; para atravessar a ponte...ainda faltam os 40kms seguintes!!&lt;br&gt;Valham-me as raparigas e as suas conversas (antena 3)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Nothing better to end a friday day os work than quilometers of traffic just to cross the bridge! And there&amp;#39;s still 40kms to do after that!&lt;br&gt;Help me girls&amp;#39; talks (radio show at antena3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3654529040024885969?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3654529040024885969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3654529040024885969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3654529040024885969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3654529040024885969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/ainda-sexta-feirastill-friday.html' title='ainda sexta-feira/still friday'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5108416882420780685</id><published>2011-11-11T18:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T18:39:04.116Z</updated><title type='text'>ohhhh...falta tantoooo :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="300" src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?cht=map:fixed=-70,-180,80,180&amp;amp;chs=450x300&amp;amp;chf=bg,s,336699&amp;amp;chco=d0d0d0,cc0000&amp;amp;chd=s:9999999999999999999&amp;amp;chld=HR|MC|LU|IT|GR|DE|FR|NL|PT|ES|GB|VA|CU|US|DO|AO|MZ|MA|ZA" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited 19 states (8.44%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visited?region=world"&gt;Create your own visited map of The World&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.triposo.com/iphone/"&gt;Free iphone travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5108416882420780685?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5108416882420780685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5108416882420780685' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5108416882420780685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5108416882420780685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/ohhhhfalta-tantoooo.html' title='ohhhh...falta tantoooo :/'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5845090392171520019</id><published>2011-11-11T17:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T17:29:43.463Z</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>Hoje ainda n&amp;#227;o sei o que vai ser o jantar, mas vai ter castanhas de certezaaaaa!! E lareiraaaa!! E descanso no sof&amp;#225; com o meu principe!!! &lt;br&gt;(e talvez algum trabalho l&amp;#225; para aquele s&amp;#237;tio que j&amp;#225; conhecem)&lt;p&gt;E a vossa noite de S.Martinho?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Tonight I don&amp;#39;t know what&amp;#39;s gonna be the dinner. But I know it will have chestnuts! And fireplace! And rest in the couch with my Prince!&lt;p&gt;(maybe some work for that place you know)&lt;p&gt;What about your night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5845090392171520019?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5845090392171520019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5845090392171520019' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5845090392171520019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5845090392171520019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5920731088785874358</id><published>2011-11-11T12:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:29:46.509Z</updated><title type='text'>Que vontade.../What a wish...</title><content type='html'>&amp;#201; a primeira vez que me acontece mas confesso que est&amp;#225; a dar comigo em doido.&lt;br&gt;Estou cheia de vontade de apagar o post sobre o Castella. Mas o que vem a ser isto?apagar um post???&lt;br&gt;Pois &amp;#233;, &amp;#233; duro e cruel! Mas nem imaginam o que custa, de cada vez que abro o blogue, ver a imagem do perfeito e saboroso bolo...d&amp;#225;-me c&amp;#225; um apetite!!! Acho que hoje ao jantar vai sair bolinho para a sobremesa...para tentar conter esta vontade de carregar no delete!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s the first time but I confess that it&amp;#39;s driving me crazy.&lt;br&gt;You have no idea of how much I want to delete the Castella post. What?? Delete a post??&lt;br&gt;Yes, I know, it&amp;#39;s hard and cruel! But can you imagine what it is like to see that image of the perfect and delicious cake everytime I open the blog?I get so hungry. &lt;br&gt;I think today for desert we&amp;#39;re gonna get a cake...to try to stop this will of  pressing delete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5920731088785874358?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5920731088785874358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5920731088785874358' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5920731088785874358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5920731088785874358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/que-vontadewhat-wish.html' title='Que vontade.../What a wish...'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1480038135042396890</id><published>2011-11-11T00:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:14:39.316Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Baby News</title><content type='html'>Olá meus queridos, já foram espreitar as novidades para bebé lá naquele &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;sítio especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Não percam tempo a encomendar presentinhos para o Natal, para os mais pequeninos. E em breve mais novidades nesta secção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que acharam das novas peças?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello dears, have you already checked out the news for baby in that &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;special place&lt;/a&gt; we know?&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste time to make your orders for Christmas gifts, for the little ones. Soon more news in this section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about the new pieces?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1480038135042396890?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1480038135042396890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1480038135042396890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1480038135042396890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1480038135042396890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-news.html' title='Baby News'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1142853608732733355</id><published>2011-11-10T14:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:08:54.841Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ0Bu_cMMTY/Trva95jwn_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/4Wy0d37O6eE/s1600/10112011079-734842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ0Bu_cMMTY/Trva95jwn_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/4Wy0d37O6eE/s320/10112011079-734842.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673368912560955378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Acabei de comprar 1 eur por 20cent...e ainda por cima &amp;#233; grande...ser&amp;#225; que vale mais? (para al&amp;#233;m de calorias hehe)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;I just bought 1eur for 20cents...and the best part is that it&amp;#39;s big. does it worth more? (besides calories?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1142853608732733355?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1142853608732733355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1142853608732733355' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1142853608732733355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1142853608732733355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/acabei-de-comprar-1-eur-por-20cent.html' title=''/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ0Bu_cMMTY/Trva95jwn_I/AAAAAAAAAfY/4Wy0d37O6eE/s72-c/10112011079-734842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1393870077967572522</id><published>2011-11-10T12:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:11:44.126Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Castella e um chá / Castella and tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Pelo que Castella lê-se como se houvesse um acento no último A, logo rima com chá, hehe, e que bem que combinam (para quem gostar de chá é claro).&lt;br /&gt;Então e&amp;nbsp;o que é o Castella, alguém sabe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É basicamente a versão nipónica, perfeitinha, que não apetece estragar do nosso querido Pão-de-Ló.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois parece que os nossos antepassados, lá pelo séc. XVI (?), quando chegaram ao Oriente não foram só lá buscar chá e especiarias mas deixaram muita coisa. As influências ainda hoje são muito evidentes, mesmo em algumas palavras (pão; obrigado; barco; botão; veludo; álcool; vidro; frasco; inglês; capitão; Jesus;&amp;nbsp;segundo o meu patrão, gaja; etc). Pelos vistos o Pão-de-Ló também foi para lá e eles, como bons orientais, aperfeiçoaram-no...pelo menos na forma.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que pensei quando vi um pela primeira vez. Foi-me oferecido por uns Japoneses com quem trabalho regularmente, que de visita aqui ao rectângulo à beira mar plantado, e à boa maneira nipónica trouzeram imensos presentes. Confesso a minha pura ignorância quando me entregaram o embrulho. Nem sabia se deveria abrir ou não (sei lá eu quais as regras de etiqueta no Oriente). Felizmente no escritório houve quem me esclarecesse e me explicasse a sua história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxnwz55leus/Tru49UUa4KI/AAAAAAAAAe0/YsJFLiiTtRI/s1600/2628278683_a1b037fc03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxnwz55leus/Tru49UUa4KI/AAAAAAAAAe0/YsJFLiiTtRI/s320/2628278683_a1b037fc03.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;embrulho do Castella (package of the Castella)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vem tudo muito bem embrulhadinho, como podem ver na imagem que arranjei na net (o meu era desta marca) e mal se abre sai um paralelipipedo perfeito, aparado com uma espada de samurai calculo eu. E depois primeira surpresa. Quando ia a cortá-lo, ele desmontou-se! Pois é...invisíveis estão as linhas de corte! Ele já vem cortado, mas mais uma vez parece que a laser porque não se vê. E depois de desmontar o perfeito paralelipipedo, e ficar a olhar para a perfeita fatia...a indecisão...destruir ou nao destruir? Será que sabe a alguma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não é que sabe a um verdadeiro e delicioso Pão-de-Ló? Eu que adoro este bolinho fiquei fãaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPZi4CMZSeM/Tru5QfiwyFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/wfciIcmBdwI/s1600/kasutera2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPZi4CMZSeM/Tru5QfiwyFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/wfciIcmBdwI/s320/kasutera2.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatia de Castella (slice of Castella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E apetecia-me tanto agora uma fatia (na verdade um Castella inteiro. O que me ofereceram fui tão querida que partilhei com os colegas do escritório..se soubesse o que sei hoje - que é divinal - tinha vindo direito para casa lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em retribuição aos nossos queridos amigos Japoneses, num jantar que fizemos em conjunto, demos a provar o nosso pão-de-ló. Eles adoraram o sabor, apesar de estranharem o formato "escangalhado" e nada perfeito lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rm-WAUiFZrc/Tru-IdvRBgI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BEtKM4INdlw/s1600/ppp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rm-WAUiFZrc/Tru-IdvRBgI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BEtKM4INdlw/s1600/ppp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pão-de-Ló&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem já provou? Concordam comigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it is spelled like with accent on the last A, so in portuguese it rimes with chá (tea). And they match so well, for those who like tea.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the niponic version of our portuguese dearest Pão-de-Ló, a simple cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks like our ancestors, back in the XVI century, during their expeditions to the Orient, didn't just brought tea and spices, but they left something. The influences are very&amp;nbsp;evident still now, even in words (bread, thank you, glass, button, velvet,&amp;nbsp;Jesus, english, boat, etc,&amp;nbsp;etc). Pão-de-Ló also went to Japan, and them, as good orientals, perfected it, at least in shape.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought when I first saw it. It was offered to me by some Japanese we work with, during their visit to this little rectangle planted by the sea, and as good orientals, they brought many gifts. I confess my pure ignorance when they gave me the package. Didn't even know if I should open it (I don't know the rules of oriental protocole). Lucky me, not everybody in the office is ignorant, and they told me what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package is perfect and beautiful, as you can see in the image I picked up from the net (mine was from the same "brand" as the one in the picture) and as soon as you open it you see a perfect rectangular, that seems it's been trimmed with a samurai sword. After the first surprised, as I was going to cut it, the second surprise...it fell apart. It was already trimmed...but the cutting lines were so thin that you couldn't see them...once again laser cut ou something similar I thought. And now, perfect rectangle, perfect slice...does it taste anything good? or is it just shape and image?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can you believe that it tastes just like a true and delicious Pão-de-Ló? I love this cake so I become a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I wanted so bad a slice of Castella. The one I was offered I was kind to share with my colleagues, so I just had one thin slice (if I knew how delicious it was I think I would have taken it home with me lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As retribution, in a dinner we had with our japanese friends, we gave them to taste our true Pão-de-Ló. I think they loved the taste but felt strange for it's shape and lack of perfection :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has tasted it already? Do you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1393870077967572522?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1393870077967572522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1393870077967572522' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1393870077967572522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1393870077967572522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/castella-e-um-cha-castella-and-tea.html' title='Castella e um chá / Castella and tea'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxnwz55leus/Tru49UUa4KI/AAAAAAAAAe0/YsJFLiiTtRI/s72-c/2628278683_a1b037fc03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-4774136014996073452</id><published>2011-11-09T15:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:00:21.893Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugestão'/><title type='text'>Novidades!!! /News!!!</title><content type='html'>Meus queridos, há novidades naquele &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;sítio&lt;/a&gt; que vocês sabem. E será assim todos os dias...pelo menos 1 novidade por dia (se houver inspiração e muita transpiração) Passem por lá! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dears, there are news in that&lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt; place &lt;/a&gt;you all know. And it will be like this every day...at least one new per day. Stop by! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-4774136014996073452?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/4774136014996073452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=4774136014996073452' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4774136014996073452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/4774136014996073452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/novidades-news.html' title='Novidades!!! /News!!!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1175962641576161496</id><published>2011-11-09T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:21:25.261Z</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Pretty :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3OnJFwdNvKk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pela comparação Evita...fizeste-me sentir bonita lolol :)&lt;br /&gt;Fica pela música que gosto muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comparison Evita...you made me feel beautiful lolol :)&lt;br /&gt;Stays for the music that I adore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1175962641576161496?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1175962641576161496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1175962641576161496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1175962641576161496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1175962641576161496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/feeling-pretty.html' title='Feeling Pretty :)'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3OnJFwdNvKk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3738135331206739019</id><published>2011-11-09T10:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:55:58.174Z</updated><title type='text'>Santo Jardim</title><content type='html'>Toler&amp;#226;ncia de ponto para toda a gente!!yupiiiii&lt;br&gt;E qual o motivo de tamanha benece? Tomada de posse do governo regional (coisa inovadora e surpreendente)! Para ter a certeza que toda a gente est&amp;#225; nesse momento a assistir...ou n&amp;#227;o!&lt;p&gt;Vamos fazer como o outro...&amp;quot;Eu quero voltar para a ILHA&amp;quot;...l&amp;#225; est&amp;#225;-se definitivamente melhor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3738135331206739019?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3738135331206739019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3738135331206739019' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3738135331206739019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3738135331206739019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/santo-jardim.html' title='Santo Jardim'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3448235904241648915</id><published>2011-11-09T09:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:01:50.582Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Carta ao Pai Natal 2/Letter to Santa 2</title><content type='html'>Querido Pai Natal, &lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria ser muito pedinchona, pois estamos em crise e há muitos outros meninos e meninas por aí que merecem muitos presentes, mas o meu anjinho da guarda anda desatento.&lt;br /&gt;A minha máquina fotográfica avariou de vez. Depois de ter ficado sem fotos das férias, desta vez foi-se mesmo e não consigo que ela ligue decentemente.&lt;br /&gt;Como já investi em arranjos mais do que ela custou, acho que está na hora de a deixar ir em paz. Mas fico com um problema...para além de máquinas analógicas (Lomo e Pinhole) só tenho mesmo o telemóvel para fotografar!&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente agora que comecei um novo &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;projecto&lt;/a&gt;, precisava mesmo de uma máquina fotográfica!&lt;br /&gt;Será que ainda estou dentro do orçamento destinado para mim este ano?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;I didn' t want to ask too much. Specially this year that we are in a crises, and that there are so many other children that deserve presents. But my guardian angel has been a little distracted.&lt;br /&gt;My camera is gone for good. Afte staying without photos from holidays, this time I can't even turn it on. After investing more money on repairs, than it's worth, I think it's time to let her go in peace. The only problem is that, besides analogic cameras (aka Lomo and Pinhole) I only have my cellphone to take pictures. Specially now that I started a new &lt;a href="http://www.arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com/"&gt;project&lt;/a&gt; and I need my camera so much.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa, am I still in the budget for me this year?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3448235904241648915?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3448235904241648915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3448235904241648915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3448235904241648915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3448235904241648915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/carta-ao-pai-natal-2letter-to-santa-2.html' title='Carta ao Pai Natal 2/Letter to Santa 2'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6673582578662854308</id><published>2011-11-08T17:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:56:41.308Z</updated><title type='text'>Atentado ambiental</title><content type='html'>quem &amp;#233; que teve que ligar a ventoinha para poder trabalhar quem foi?&lt;br&gt;Pois &amp;#233;, o escrit&amp;#243;rio &amp;#233; um gelo ent&amp;#227;o liga-se o ar condicionado com toda a for&amp;#231;a. Mas esquecem-se que h&amp;#225; quem esteja a trabalhar exactamente por cima do s&amp;#237;tio onde est&amp;#225; o ar condicionado e ao fim de uns minutos j&amp;#225; n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; &amp;#225;gua para beber, roupa que se possa tirar e come&amp;#231;a a ser insuport&amp;#225;vel. Para os colegas n&amp;#227;o acusarem de querermos que eles morram de frio, n&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; alternativa sen&amp;#227;o ligar a ventoinha.&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;p&gt;Who had to turn on the fan to be able to work? &lt;br&gt;Well, the office is very cold so the air conditioner is on its maximum power. But there is someone who&amp;#39;se working right above the place where the AC machine is. So, not to be acused of trying to kill my colleagues with cold, I had to turn on the fan. There was no more water to drink, no more clothes that  I could take off and I was starting to feel bad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6673582578662854308?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6673582578662854308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6673582578662854308' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6673582578662854308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6673582578662854308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/atentado-ambiental.html' title='Atentado ambiental'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-6354545246757738105</id><published>2011-11-08T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T10:23:03.494Z</updated><title type='text'>Carta ao Pai Natal / Letter to Santa</title><content type='html'>Querido Pai Natal...eu portei-me t&amp;#227;o bem este ano!!!&lt;br&gt;Ser&amp;#225; que me podes p&amp;#244;r no sapatinho dois bilhetes (que o namorado tamb&amp;#233;m se portou muito bem) para ir ver a Feist dia 19 de Mar&amp;#231;o aqui no Porto??? &lt;br&gt;PLEASE PLEASE!!!&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Dear Santa, I behaved so well this year!! Can you give me two tickets to see and hear Feist here in Porto on March 19th???&lt;p&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-6354545246757738105?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/6354545246757738105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=6354545246757738105' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6354545246757738105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/6354545246757738105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/carta-ao-pai-natal-letter-to-santa.html' title='Carta ao Pai Natal / Letter to Santa'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-1727702890677269890</id><published>2011-11-08T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:41:16.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Já nasceu!!!/ It's born!!! </title><content type='html'>Pois &amp;#233;,&lt;br&gt;A surpresa que eu anunciei h&amp;#225; dias j&amp;#225; nasceu...chama-se &lt;a href="http://arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com"&gt;arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;p&gt;V&amp;#227;o l&amp;#225; visitar e se gostarem divulguem. Aqui a vossa amiga fica mesmo muito agradecida :)&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;The surprise I announced some days ago was born and it&amp;#39;s called &lt;a href="http://arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com"&gt;arquitecturadepano.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br&gt;Go see it and if you like it please pass the word.&lt;p&gt;This friend of yours will be very thankful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-1727702890677269890?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/1727702890677269890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=1727702890677269890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1727702890677269890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/1727702890677269890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/ja-nasceu-its-born.html' title='Já nasceu!!!/ It&apos;s born!!! '/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-5317885527639586924</id><published>2011-11-07T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:10:17.442Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu tentei não falar</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;o povo da Madeira n&amp;#227;o aceita medidas discriminat&amp;#243;rias!&amp;quot; diz Alberto Jo&amp;#227;o Jardim&lt;p&gt;Ent&amp;#227;o o que chama ao IVA reduzido? E aos subs&amp;#237;dios de insularidade?&lt;p&gt;Ainda h&amp;#225; uns tempos apelava a todos os portugueses, defendendo que n&amp;#227;o havia continente e ilhas mas um &amp;#250;nico pa&amp;#237;s. Mas a mem&amp;#243;ria &amp;#233; muito curta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-5317885527639586924?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/5317885527639586924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=5317885527639586924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5317885527639586924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/5317885527639586924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/eu-tentei-nao-falar.html' title='Eu tentei não falar'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-3472386738217975361</id><published>2011-11-07T10:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:34:27.765Z</updated><title type='text'>Monday, boring monday!!</title><content type='html'>H&amp;#225; j&amp;#225; algum tempo que n&amp;#227;o me lembrava da sensa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o de uma verdadeira segunda-feira. N&amp;#227;o sei se por ter bons domingos, as segundas-feiras eram dias razoavelmente agrad&amp;#225;veis.&lt;br&gt;Hoje voltei a sentir o que &amp;#233; a porcaria de uma segunda-feira:&lt;p&gt;N&amp;#227;o h&amp;#225; for&amp;#231;a para sair da cama&lt;br&gt;Os olhos colam em tudo o que est&amp;#225; im&amp;#243;vel (leite a aquecer, roupa a secar, torradeira, carro da frente, trabalho, etc)&lt;br&gt;As olheiras s&amp;#227;o enormes (nem vale a pena disfar&amp;#231;ar)&lt;br&gt;Os olhos ardem imenso&lt;br&gt;O tr&amp;#226;nsito est&amp;#225; insuport&amp;#225;vel e s&amp;#227;o centenas de cami&amp;#245;es na estrada qque conseguem fazer com que chegues mais tarde, num dia em que saiste mais cedo de casa&lt;br&gt;Toda a gente no escrit&amp;#243;rio est&amp;#225; com m&amp;#225; cara (nem uma alminha com sorriso para animar)&lt;br&gt;O computador parece contagiado pela in&amp;#233;rcia&lt;br&gt;Os neur&amp;#243;nios fazem-se de dificeis...falam contigo e eles teimam em n&amp;#227;o querer perceber o que precisas perceber...literalmente desligam!&lt;br&gt;Passas o dia a olhar para o rel&amp;#243;gio...furiosa por s&amp;#243; terem passado 2minutos!&lt;br&gt;Congeminas planos para ir para casa mais cedo...:(&lt;p&gt;E para voc&amp;#234;s...como &amp;#233; uma verdadeira segunda-feira?&lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been long since I remember having a true monday. Maybe because I had good sundays, my mondays were pretty pleasant days.&lt;br&gt;Today I felt again what a crapy monday is.&lt;p&gt;There is no strengh to get out of bed&lt;br&gt;My eyes fix in everything that doesn&amp;#39;t move (boiling milk, drying clothes, toster, car in front, work, etc)&lt;br&gt;Dark circles around the eyes...don&amp;#39;t try to hide them&lt;br&gt;My eyes feel like burning&lt;br&gt;The traffic is insane, with lots of trucks. You get later to the office even when you got out of home earlier&lt;br&gt;Everybody in the office has a bad face...not even one with a smile to cheer up&lt;br&gt;The computer seems asleep too&lt;br&gt;Your brain doesn&amp;#39;t cooperate when you&amp;#39;re being told something important and he just shuts down&lt;br&gt;you don&amp;#39;t stop staring at your watch and become furious because it&amp;#39;s only past 2minutes&lt;br&gt;You keep making plans of what to make to get to go home sooner...:(&lt;p&gt;What&amp;#39;s for you a true monday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-3472386738217975361?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/3472386738217975361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=3472386738217975361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3472386738217975361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/3472386738217975361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-boring-monday.html' title='Monday, boring monday!!'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7468279914716287331.post-8373034215918116808</id><published>2011-11-04T11:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:20:42.511Z</updated><title type='text'>Natal/Christmas</title><content type='html'>Pois &amp;#233; meus caros, est&amp;#225;-se a aproximar aquela &amp;#233;poca que eu tanto gosto. Adoro o ambiente de Natal, as m&amp;#250;sicas, os cheiros dos doces (s&amp;#243; n&amp;#227;o gosto &amp;#233; de os comer), o quentinho da lareira...&amp;#233; sempre uma altura bem feliz...ou dev&amp;#237;amos fazer por isso.&lt;br&gt;N&amp;#227;o sou a favor da comercializa&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o desta data, pois o importante &amp;#233; o esp&amp;#237;rito. E nos tempos que correm gastar fortunas em prendas &amp;#233; um contrasenso, mas acho que &amp;#233; uma boa oportunidade para umas lembrancinhas, uns postais, etc, pequenos presentes para os que mais gostamos para lembrar, nem que seja uma vez por ano, que lembramos deles. Um miminho &amp;#233; sempre algo que toda a gente gosta. Para isso muito muito em breve vou ter NOVIDADES.&lt;br&gt;Conto com a vossa ajuda para divulgarem, sim?&lt;br&gt;Estejam atentos porque estou muito orgulhosa do que a&amp;#237; vem e penso que vale bem a pena&lt;p&gt;:) &lt;p&gt;---&lt;p&gt;Well my dears, that time that I love so much is coming. Christmas is almost here and I love everything about it, the cold outside, the songs, the smells of sweets (that sadly I don&amp;#39;t like to eat), the warmth of the fireplace, everything. It&amp;#39;s a happy time or at least we should do our best for it.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not in favor of the commercial perspective over Christmas. Its magic comes from the good spirit and not of the presents. Nowadays, special here in Portugal, it&amp;#39;s no time to spend fortunes in presents. But I think it&amp;#39;s the perfect time to give a little gift, card, etc, a reminder, at least once a year, to those we care.&lt;br&gt;For that, I&amp;#39;ll have very very soon some NEWS.&lt;br&gt;Of you my friends and readers I ask the kindness of spreading the word.&lt;br&gt;Pay attention for the news to come.&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m very proud of them and I think they&amp;#39;re very worth.&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7468279914716287331-8373034215918116808?l=alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/feeds/8373034215918116808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7468279914716287331&amp;postID=8373034215918116808' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8373034215918116808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7468279914716287331/posts/default/8373034215918116808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaquasetransparente.blogspot.com/2011/11/natalchristmas.html' title='Natal/Christmas'/><author><name>alva quase transparente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07601734896680916661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
