<?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-13008168</id><updated>2011-12-09T19:37:59.062Z</updated><title type='text'>42</title><subtitle type='html'>the answer to life, the universe and everything</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112695713333847022</id><published>2005-09-17T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:38:53.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 Polegadas</title><content type='html'>Quarenta e duas polegadas é igual a mil sessenta e seis metros e oito centimetros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112695713333847022?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112695713333847022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112695713333847022' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112695713333847022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112695713333847022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/09/42-polegadas.html' title='42 Polegadas'/><author><name>Quarto Galarza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112318248171134180</id><published>2005-08-04T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:08:01.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 ditos e provérbios sobre água</title><content type='html'>1. Água dá, água leva.&lt;br /&gt;2. Água mole em pedra dura, tanto bate até que fura.&lt;br /&gt;3. Água pelo São João tira azeite e não dá pão.&lt;br /&gt;4. Águas passadas, não movem moinhos.&lt;br /&gt;5. Em Abril, águas mil.&lt;br /&gt;6. Gato escaldado, de água fria tem medo.&lt;br /&gt;7. Geada na lama, água na cama.&lt;br /&gt;8. Nunca digas 'desta água não beberei'.&lt;br /&gt;9. Quando Deus quer, água fria é remédio.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sol na eira, água no nabal.&lt;br /&gt;11. Quando Deus queria, do norte chovia.&lt;br /&gt;12. A água da vizinha é sempre melhor que a minha.&lt;br /&gt;13. Quem não tem água, caça com gato.&lt;br /&gt;14. A água dada não se olha o dente.&lt;br /&gt;15. A água não faz o monje.&lt;br /&gt;16. A água faz a força.&lt;br /&gt;17. Casa assaltada, águas na porta.&lt;br /&gt;18. Em casa de ferreiro, espeto de água.&lt;br /&gt;19. Água velha não aprende línguas.&lt;br /&gt;20. Cada água no seu galho.&lt;br /&gt;21. De Espanha, nem bom vento, nem boa água.&lt;br /&gt;22. Devagar se vai à água.&lt;br /&gt;23. De pequenino se torçe a água.&lt;br /&gt;24. Deus escreve certo por águas tortas.&lt;br /&gt;25. Em terra de cegos, quem tem olho é água.&lt;br /&gt;26. Entre marido e mulher não se mete a água.&lt;br /&gt;27. Há males que vêm por água.&lt;br /&gt;28. Ladrão que rouba ladrão tem cem anos de água.&lt;br /&gt;29. A união faz a água.&lt;br /&gt;30. O pote tanto vai à bica que um dia fica.&lt;br /&gt;31. Pela boca morre o peixe.&lt;br /&gt;32. Quem água ama, bonita lhe parece.&lt;br /&gt;33. Longe dos olhos, longe da água.&lt;br /&gt;34. Mais vale água que nunca.&lt;br /&gt;35. Filho de peixe sabe nadar.&lt;br /&gt;36. Água prevenida vale por dois.&lt;br /&gt;37. Três foi a água que Deus fez.&lt;br /&gt;38. Sorte ao jogo, água ao amor.&lt;br /&gt;39. Quem vê água não vê corações.&lt;br /&gt;40. Quem corre por água não cansa.&lt;br /&gt;41. Quem avisa, água é.&lt;br /&gt;42. Pela água morre o peixe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112318248171134180?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112318248171134180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112318248171134180' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112318248171134180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112318248171134180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/08/42-ditos-e-provrbios-sobre-gua.html' title='42 ditos e provérbios sobre água'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112070155658704417</id><published>2005-08-04T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:29:25.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 coisas que todas as pessoas devem fazer antes dos 10 anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30100-13381613,00.html?f=rss" target="_blank"&gt;Diz a Sky News&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Roll on your side down a grassy bank;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a mud pie;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make your own modelling dough mixture;&lt;br /&gt;4. Collect frogspawn;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make perfume from flower petals;&lt;br /&gt;6. Grow cress on a windowsill;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make a papier-mache mask;&lt;br /&gt;8. Build a sandcastle;&lt;br /&gt;9. Climb a tree;&lt;br /&gt;10. Make a den in the garden;&lt;br /&gt;11. Make a painting using your hand and feet;&lt;br /&gt;12. Organise your own teddy bears' picnic;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have your face painted;&lt;br /&gt;14. Bury a friend in the sand;&lt;br /&gt;15. Make some bread;&lt;br /&gt;16. Make snow angels;&lt;br /&gt;17. Create a clay sculpture;&lt;br /&gt;18. Take part in a scavenger hunt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Camp out in the garden;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bake a cake;&lt;br /&gt;21. Feed a farm animal;&lt;br /&gt;22. Pick some strawberries;&lt;br /&gt;23. Play Pooh sticks;&lt;br /&gt;24. Recognise five different bird species;&lt;br /&gt;25. Find some worms;&lt;br /&gt;26. Ride a bike through a muddy puddle;&lt;br /&gt;27. Make and fly a kite;&lt;br /&gt;28. Plant a tree;&lt;br /&gt;29. Build a nest out of grass and twigs;&lt;br /&gt;30. Find 10 different leaves in the park;&lt;br /&gt;31. Grow vegetables;&lt;br /&gt;32. Make breakfast in bed for your parents;&lt;br /&gt;33. Make a mini assault course in your garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acrescentamos nós:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Soltar os cães todos da vizinhança;&lt;br /&gt;35. Atrasar os relógios todos lá de casa;&lt;br /&gt;36. Enfiar um prato de esparguete à bolonhesa no leitor de vídeo da sala;&lt;br /&gt;37. Comer um gafanhoto e desafiar os amigos a fazer melhor;&lt;br /&gt;38. Levar uma Barbie para a escola, falar com ela durante as aulas e tratá-la como um colega de carteira; &lt;br /&gt;39. Desenhar vulcões, vampiros, terramotos, zombies e pessoas esfaqueadas e insistir que a culpa é do Homem-Que-Vive-Ali;&lt;br /&gt;40. Apontar insistentemente para o tio durante toda e qualquer reunião de família e gritar "ele fez-me mal! ele fez-me mal!";&lt;br /&gt;41. Dissecar o gato da professora no recreio da escola;&lt;br /&gt;42. Despejar o conteúdo das gavetas todas lá de casa e levar o massajador facial da mãe e as algemas do pai para a escola, para mostrar aos amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112070155658704417?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112070155658704417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112070155658704417' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112070155658704417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112070155658704417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/08/42-coisas-que-todas-as-pessoas-devem.html' title='42 coisas que todas as pessoas devem fazer antes dos 10 anos'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112157792062338730</id><published>2005-07-17T06:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T06:28:34.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases de engate de insucesso garantido</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1 - Ganda pedal&lt;br /&gt;2 - Então o mais novo?&lt;br /&gt;3 - Em Vizela está um frio...&lt;br /&gt;4 - Em Soren Kierkegaard, nunca se sabe&lt;br /&gt;5 - A menina, lésbica?&lt;br /&gt;6 - Pode certeficar-me se ainda tenho rúcula nos dentes?&lt;br /&gt;7 - Onde vais, portuguesa bonita?&lt;br /&gt;8 - Então o Antuérpia, este ano, hã?&lt;br /&gt;9 - A palavra fundação é sinistra, não é, Matilde?&lt;br /&gt;10 - Estas com um olhar de gastroentrite&lt;br /&gt;11 - Olha, e o Astro, ainda te entra pela porta das traseiras?&lt;br /&gt;12 - Miguel Ângelo? Que nome bonito.&lt;br /&gt;13 - Por acaso viu o meu buscapólos?&lt;br /&gt;14 - A Madrinha da minha vizinha é muito melhor do que a minha.&lt;br /&gt;15 - Que canícula...&lt;br /&gt;16 - Bestial, bestial, era agora vaiarmos o Pacto de Estabilidade&lt;br /&gt;17 - Anda ver o meu cão d'água. Escorre que se farta.&lt;br /&gt;18 - Uma bípede como tu devia estar acompanhada&lt;br /&gt;19 - Acho que te conheço de uma vitrine&lt;br /&gt;20 - Olá. Sou o Pedro. Tenho malária.&lt;br /&gt;21 - Olha, eu também gosto de feias, não fiques assim&lt;br /&gt;22 - O Nelson é que sabia aquilo do Napoleão, não achas?&lt;br /&gt;23 - Bute batucar uma barbárie?&lt;br /&gt;24 - Estive mesmo para arrotar a sardinha quando te vi.&lt;br /&gt;25 - O meu pai tem uma anca igual à tua.&lt;br /&gt;26 - Segura-me aqui no corpo, enquanto eu dispo o casaco ao copo.&lt;br /&gt;27 - Já viste a quantidade de gajos que te ignorou até eu vir cá?&lt;br /&gt;28 - Então, como é que vamos de corrimento vaginal?&lt;br /&gt;29 - Tás linda. Lembras-me a rega gota-a-gota.&lt;br /&gt;30 - Gostas de pesca?&lt;br /&gt;31 - Desculpa, tens um cigarro para o isqueiro?&lt;br /&gt;32 - Olá. Sabes quanto mede a minha próstata?&lt;br /&gt;33 - Concordas com o carácter absurdo da verdade e da existência cristãs?&lt;br /&gt;34 - Tenho um Vaillant que aquece 40 litros aos 100.&lt;br /&gt;35 - Olha, tens o peito descaido. O decote, desculpa, o decote.&lt;br /&gt;36 - Então, Rita, a SIDA como vai?&lt;br /&gt;37 - Tens aí um OB? Preciso de mudar o meu.&lt;br /&gt;38 - Faneca, tás fixe? Desde as Mónicas, hã!&lt;br /&gt;39 - Tens olhos de poeta. Um é do Camões, certo?&lt;br /&gt;40 - Queres comprar uma orelha de porco?&lt;br /&gt;41 - Que achas de deprimirmos a angústia em Channel 5?&lt;br /&gt;42 - Vamos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112157792062338730?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112157792062338730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112157792062338730' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112157792062338730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112157792062338730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/07/frases-de-engate-de-insucesso.html' title='Frases de engate de insucesso garantido'/><author><name>JVA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112152286868138266</id><published>2005-07-16T14:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T15:07:48.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Quarenta e duas músicas que António Variações nunca gravou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-Papa don't preach&lt;br /&gt;2-The sun always shines on TV&lt;br /&gt;3-The thief of Bagadad&lt;br /&gt;4-Fim-de-semana em Vizela&lt;br /&gt;5-Heroes&lt;br /&gt;6-Sunday bloody sunday&lt;br /&gt;7-Let love in&lt;br /&gt;8-O baile (das sete partidas)&lt;br /&gt;9-Balletto delle virtu&lt;br /&gt;10-The fairest of the seasons&lt;br /&gt;11-Täss'on neinen&lt;br /&gt;12-Careless whisper&lt;br /&gt;13-City sickness&lt;br /&gt;14-The ballad of Chasie Lain&lt;br /&gt;15-The use of compassion explained&lt;br /&gt;16-When tomorrow hits&lt;br /&gt;17-Dime al menos&lt;br /&gt;18-Elektronik Supersonik&lt;br /&gt;19-The joker&lt;br /&gt;20-Jane says&lt;br /&gt;21-Babies&lt;br /&gt;22-Magic in the air&lt;br /&gt;23-Sign of the crimes&lt;br /&gt;24-Everybody loves when you're dead&lt;br /&gt;25-Frankie teardrop&lt;br /&gt;26-L'enterrement de Verlaine&lt;br /&gt;27-Ready for the good times&lt;br /&gt;28-Pro dia nascer feliz&lt;br /&gt;29-I heard it through the grapevine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30-Vem devagar emigrante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31-Holiday in Kambodia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32-The doctrine of eternal ice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33-The man who shot Liberty Valance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34-Solitude standing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35-Amor volat unidique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36-Tenho dó das estrelas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37-The real slim shady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38-Parallel Universe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39-Scena pojavljivana majke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40-A ternura dos quarenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41-Poema para noiva circular em betão armadoplástico cor-de-rosa rádio dígital programado em FM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42-God save the queen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112152286868138266?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112152286868138266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112152286868138266' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112152286868138266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112152286868138266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/07/humanos.html' title='Humanos'/><author><name>Quarto Galarza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112112147831047445</id><published>2005-07-11T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:37:58.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aparentemente, 42 palavras</title><content type='html'>A etimologia é uma ciência. Afasta a fumaça enganadora das aparências.&lt;br /&gt;As palavras parecidas, tal como as pessoas parecidas, nem sempre são parentes. As mais das vezes não o são. E julgava eu que um contentor era um depósito de gente contente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112112147831047445?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112112147831047445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112112147831047445' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112112147831047445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112112147831047445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/07/aparentemente-42-palavras.html' title='Aparentemente, 42 palavras'/><author><name>Cesto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037858581965990096</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-112077639815995936</id><published>2005-07-07T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T01:01:19.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 insultos prontos-a-proferir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1. sardinha estrábica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2. alvéolo pulmonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3. foguete cartesiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;4. excreção de involuntário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5. zebra albina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;6. tonalidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;7. estabelecimento púdico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;8. afagável carabina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;9. mascavado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;10. rumor de um arroto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;11. dois cilindros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;12. tremelique de luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;13. lente anelar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;14. casca de oboé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;15. estroboscópio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;16. portaria da Assembleia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;17. paredes meias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;18. vedor de lácteos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;19. perímetro quadrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;20. estorninho galápago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;21. sobrancelha alçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;22. sequim de ouro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;23. compartimento alvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;24. conduto rançoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;25. anilha pneumática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;26. trovejar flácido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;27. zandinga alternante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;28. preparado neutro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;29. diatomácea opípara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;30. sulfureto de ventosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;31. balancé contrastado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;32. badejo lactante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;33 galáxia recalcitrante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;34. cumeada ferrugenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;35. integral múltiplo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;36. anti-calvície&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;37. casca rebelde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;38. temporada tauromáquica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;39. aluguer temporário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;40. prisão de ventre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;41. estação galopante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;42. lapardana sonolenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-112077639815995936?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/112077639815995936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=112077639815995936' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112077639815995936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/112077639815995936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/07/42-insultos-prontos-proferir.html' title='42 insultos prontos-a-proferir'/><author><name>Cesto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037858581965990096</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111996177465444485</id><published>2005-06-28T19:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:11:37.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 SMSs de autores vários (recebidos e/ou enviados por Quinto Galarza)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Dizem-me que o grupo de rufias a que chamo amigos não é crime organizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.a)&lt;/strong&gt; Palerma, otário, virgem, obliterador, andróide, queque, pistaccio, meu deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.b)&lt;/strong&gt; Porco, aborto, energúmeno, alimária, cobaia de supositório, depositório de clister, fungo de fezes em decomposição...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Se a homossexualidade fosse natural, Deus teria criado Adão e Ivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Andar de bicicleta é como andar de bicicleta: nunca se esquece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Sílvia, a caixa boazona, vai ficar toda excitada e vai-te mostrar as mamas quando passar a linguiça pelo laser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Estamos em Alto de Agruela. Estamos com frio mas já comemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Lamento informar mas... a luta continua! Bom dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; A amigdalite é uma amiga com vários pontos altos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Porque querem as pessoas, perante visibilidade reduzida, ver a ponta de um corno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Conto contigo para comermos umas pizzas e umas frutas e ouvirmos uns discos em minha casa às 8. Até logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Verónica ficava sempre toda excitada cada vez que via o avozinho a coçar os tomates. Um dia histérica pediu para lhos coçar e foi nesse dia que xupou a 1ª pila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; Vanessa era uma puta de alto nível que só levava no cu por mero protocolo. Em francês sabia dizer "oui". O seu maior prazer era falar francês com a boca cheia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; Por vezes julgo que o fim do mundo está próximo. Em 1999 julguei que sim, mas desde aí nunca mais. É um hábito cultural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; Vitela ufanava-se de fazer todos os pratos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt; Segundo o mantra Silah Sutra, os participantes são obrigados a contar os pelos púbicos 23 vezes por dia, número sagrado. Os que rapam são capados. Culturas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt; Sábado, 22h, grande corrida galarzas. Na praça de bois dos olivais 1 ou 2, com boi convidado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt; Já fomos à convenção de fé da igreja maná. Agora estamos no náutica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt; Ora aí vão uns pensamentos em pleno bar rasca. 1: Os transportes públicos são privados de entendimento. 2: As romanas são esquartejadas aos 30 em circos de feras subterrâneos. O governo importa, depois, albanesas. 3: O Vaticano não é maior que um alqueiro de fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt; Estou na feira de comics, rpgs e cardgames. Há italianas vestidas de heidis libertinas e gajos mascarados de elfos por todo o lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt; Já não há couve como houve. Beijos e abraços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.&lt;/strong&gt; Um doismilicinco com os 365 todos, alegria, polígonos, meias de liga e meias de leite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.&lt;/strong&gt; Meus irmãos invectivaram e não bebi o isquinho, mas tive 19 a informática, até que não foi mauzinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt; Tarte de mousse – a orgia de chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.&lt;/strong&gt; Ó egídio, não te esqueças de me mandar o nº do comuna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.a)&lt;/strong&gt; Camarada, a póvoa manda aquele abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.b)&lt;/strong&gt; Amigo, nova iorque agradece e recomenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26.&lt;/strong&gt; Hi. Long time no see. Still deal in leisure women? Let’s party, sugarcube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27.&lt;/strong&gt; Estou a achar nos Olivais e está-me a saber tão bem, meu deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.a)&lt;/strong&gt; Estive no Japão. Estás na greve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.b)&lt;/strong&gt; Ó meu amigo, encontraste a scarlett johansen? Andas feito um trota-mundos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29.&lt;/strong&gt; I go lunch. You go lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.&lt;/strong&gt; Cuando los barcos lleguen a ciudad / las mujeres salen e los hombres solos / bajaran a los bares / esa noche todo vale... Y sientes tu corazon / ir al ritmo desta milonga / que és la milonga del marinero y el capitan... / Fué / por esa rubia loca / que bailaba hasta el amanecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31.a)&lt;/strong&gt; Camarada, o Alentejo manda-te um olá sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31.b)&lt;/strong&gt; Ó caríssimo, mil perdões pelo reply atrasado! 1 salamaleque para ti tb. E sabes que mais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31.c)&lt;/strong&gt; Menos mal, comprei uma trikke e ando feito radical livre. A ler comics como gente grande e a tornar-me bom cozinheiro. É o que se quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32.&lt;/strong&gt; Vou chegar tarde, lá para as 9 e meia, 10 e 1 quarto, 11 e tal ou coisa assim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33.&lt;/strong&gt; Woo-hoo, estou a cagar na Decathlon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34.a)&lt;/strong&gt; Camarada, Castelo de Vide manda-te um abraço sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34.b)&lt;/strong&gt; Caro, Amesterdão manda-te uma baforada amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35.&lt;/strong&gt; Estou num restaurante italiano em Amesterdão onde os empregados são todos indianos e se ouve tom waits…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36.&lt;/strong&gt; Los Gonzagas acabam de tomar um blog. Pela balada da noite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111996177465444485?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111996177465444485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111996177465444485' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111996177465444485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111996177465444485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-smss-de-autores-vrios-recebidos-eou.html' title='42 SMSs de autores vários (recebidos e/ou enviados por Quinto Galarza)'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111996747794019256</id><published>2005-06-28T14:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:40:03.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Percurso e paragens do autocarro 42 em Lisboa</title><content type='html'>- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casalinho Ajuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- R. Sítio&lt;br /&gt;- R. Cruzeiro&lt;br /&gt;- Lg. Ajuda (palácio)&lt;br /&gt;- R. D. Vasco&lt;br /&gt;- Boa Hora&lt;br /&gt;- Rio Seco&lt;br /&gt;- Alto Sto. Amaro&lt;br /&gt;- Jardim Alto Sto. Amaro&lt;br /&gt;- R. Luís Camões&lt;br /&gt;- Estação Sto. Amaro&lt;br /&gt;- Calvário&lt;br /&gt;- R. Alcântara&lt;br /&gt;- Alcântara&lt;br /&gt;- Trav. Horta Navio&lt;br /&gt;- R. Maria Pia / Estr. Loureiro&lt;br /&gt;- R. Maria Pia&lt;br /&gt;- Meia Laranja&lt;br /&gt;- R. Correia Teles&lt;br /&gt;- Terramotos&lt;br /&gt;- Arco Carvalhão&lt;br /&gt;- Cruz Almas&lt;br /&gt;- Campolide&lt;br /&gt;- R. Marquês Fronteira&lt;br /&gt;- Palácio Justiça&lt;br /&gt;- Bº Azul&lt;br /&gt;- S. Sebastião&lt;br /&gt;- Av. Marquês Tomar&lt;br /&gt;- Saldanha / Av. Duque Ávila&lt;br /&gt;- Arco Cego&lt;br /&gt;- R. Visconde Santarém&lt;br /&gt;- Lg. Leão&lt;br /&gt;- R. Pereira Carrilho&lt;br /&gt;- Pç. Chile&lt;br /&gt;- R. Morais Soares&lt;br /&gt;- Pç. Paiva Couceiro&lt;br /&gt;- R. Morais Soares (cemitério)&lt;br /&gt;- Cemitério Alto S. João&lt;br /&gt;- Av. Afonso III&lt;br /&gt;- Cç. Lajes&lt;br /&gt;- R. D. Fuas Roupinho&lt;br /&gt;- R. Madre Deus&lt;br /&gt;- Igreja Madre Deus&lt;br /&gt;- Ponte Xabregas&lt;br /&gt;- Xabregas&lt;br /&gt;- Cç. Grilo&lt;br /&gt;- R. Marquês Olhão&lt;br /&gt;- Bº Madre Deus&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bº Madre Deus / Escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111996747794019256?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111996747794019256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111996747794019256' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111996747794019256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111996747794019256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/percurso-e-paragens-do-autocarro-42-em.html' title='Percurso e paragens do autocarro 42 em Lisboa'/><author><name>Cesto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037858581965990096</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111948393004823594</id><published>2005-06-23T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:57:53.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 Discos por editar</title><content type='html'>1. Lava-me Porco&lt;br /&gt;2. Esmaga-se o Sexo de Quem?&lt;br /&gt;3. O Açucar dos Outros&lt;br /&gt;4. O Espírito da Coisa&lt;br /&gt;5. Críticas e Abraços&lt;br /&gt;6. Pânico de Ratos&lt;br /&gt;7. As Mucosas Inflamadas&lt;br /&gt;8. In Stadio Ultimo&lt;br /&gt;9. Varíola Sifilítica&lt;br /&gt;10. Furúnculos Homéricos&lt;br /&gt;11. Secreções Serosas&lt;br /&gt;12. Sarampo Supurante&lt;br /&gt;13. Pus Ensanguentado&lt;br /&gt;14. Sucos Repugnantes&lt;br /&gt;15. Crateras Febris&lt;br /&gt;16. Crateras Supurativas&lt;br /&gt;17. Chagas Agonizantes&lt;br /&gt;18. Closing Team&lt;br /&gt;19. Shooting The Stars&lt;br /&gt;20. Jersey's Own&lt;br /&gt;21. Jenny Won't Lie&lt;br /&gt;22. Happy Thunder&lt;br /&gt;23. Loathed&lt;br /&gt;24. Fields of Innocence&lt;br /&gt;25. Clowne&lt;br /&gt;26. Directors Cut&lt;br /&gt;27. Going Nowhere&lt;br /&gt;28. Going Nowhere Again&lt;br /&gt;29. For Seasons&lt;br /&gt;30. O Perfume dos Loucos&lt;br /&gt;31. Paroles et Musique&lt;br /&gt;32. Algemas&lt;br /&gt;33. O Canto das Sardinhas&lt;br /&gt;34. Deixai Vir A Mim As Criancinhas&lt;br /&gt;35. A Máquina do Amor&lt;br /&gt;36. Manifesto dos Ventiladores&lt;br /&gt;37. O Macho Paralítico&lt;br /&gt;38. O Genet é Mentira&lt;br /&gt;39. Disco Novo&lt;br /&gt;40. Greatest Beats&lt;br /&gt;41. O Melhor de - Lados B e Raridades: Todos os Grandes Êxitos!&lt;br /&gt;42. O Fim de Tudo (e o que vem depois)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111948393004823594?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111948393004823594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111948393004823594' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948393004823594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948393004823594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-discos-por-editar.html' title='42 Discos por editar'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111948283354555265</id><published>2005-06-23T00:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T03:49:45.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 Bandas (+ 1) que não chegaram longe</title><content type='html'>1. Posição do Missionário&lt;br /&gt;2. Mariposa 28&lt;br /&gt;3. Palhaços de Deus&lt;br /&gt;4. Psico-Chinelos&lt;br /&gt;5. Diabos da Uva&lt;br /&gt;6. Strawberry Ducks&lt;br /&gt;7. In Stadio Ultimo&lt;br /&gt;8. Grau Zero&lt;br /&gt;9. Geração Zero&lt;br /&gt;10. Geração Zara&lt;br /&gt;11. Geração Chocapic&lt;br /&gt;12. Choque-a-Pique&lt;br /&gt;13. Stray Bullets&lt;br /&gt;14. BMW&lt;br /&gt;15. Life After &lt;br /&gt;16. Pop in the corn&lt;br /&gt;17. Home&lt;br /&gt;18. Osh Kosh Bgosh&lt;br /&gt;19. Televiv&lt;br /&gt;20. Rádio Micose&lt;br /&gt;21. Putos &amp; Lava-pés&lt;br /&gt;22. De Lítio Comum&lt;br /&gt;23. Ó De Mira&lt;br /&gt;24. Ode Mouca&lt;br /&gt;25. H de Elefante&lt;br /&gt;26. Selénia e os Ninhos de Amor&lt;br /&gt;27. Vicky Váporube&lt;br /&gt;28. À Espera de Nina&lt;br /&gt;29. A Menina Dança?&lt;br /&gt;30. Conjunto de Música Moderna "Os Pandeiretas"&lt;br /&gt;31. Banda de Roque da Sociedade Alegria e Cultura de Arrabaldes de Baixo&lt;br /&gt;32. Matraquilhos&lt;br /&gt;33. The Matrakillos&lt;br /&gt;34. Be My Referee&lt;br /&gt;35. On Tour&lt;br /&gt;36. Stop Motion&lt;br /&gt;37. Alibarzundos&lt;br /&gt;38. Os Espermatozóides Suicidas&lt;br /&gt;39. De Bitolas&lt;br /&gt;40. Irmã Lúcia&lt;br /&gt;41. The Spanish Inquisition&lt;br /&gt;42. Fazendeiros do Cacique&lt;br /&gt;(43. The Galarzas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111948283354555265?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111948283354555265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111948283354555265' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948283354555265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948283354555265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-bandas-1-que-no-chegaram-longe.html' title='42 Bandas (+ 1) que não chegaram longe'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111948135681755948</id><published>2005-06-22T23:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:06:36.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 Heterónimos (nem todos) Recusados</title><content type='html'>1. Richie Mesquita&lt;br /&gt;2. Eckar Cedrix&lt;br /&gt;3. Joaquim Apricochete&lt;br /&gt;4. Doc Koratak&lt;br /&gt;5. Bonifácio Reportér&lt;br /&gt;6. Marquês de Metitira&lt;br /&gt;7. Conde Estável&lt;br /&gt;8. Hortêncio Flor&lt;br /&gt;9. Homem Basco&lt;br /&gt;10. Vítor Almeno&lt;br /&gt;11. Sarrabulho da Silva&lt;br /&gt;12. Sebastião José Carvalho Melo&lt;br /&gt;13. Salvador de Moscatel e Saavedra&lt;br /&gt;14. Mestre Salvador de Saavedra e Sá&lt;br /&gt;15. Carlina Joaqota&lt;br /&gt;16. Ilicíade Virtopeno&lt;br /&gt;17. Inspector Varejeira&lt;br /&gt;18. Gregório Samsa&lt;br /&gt;19. Elias Trimble&lt;br /&gt;20. Olive Parker&lt;br /&gt;21. Ingmar Perske&lt;br /&gt;22. Viriato Teles&lt;br /&gt;23. Edson Eureca&lt;br /&gt;24. Elton Carvalho&lt;br /&gt;25. Ayrton Monsaraz&lt;br /&gt;26. Dom Honesto de Nimes&lt;br /&gt;27. D. Signífero&lt;br /&gt;28. Visconde de Juromenho&lt;br /&gt;29. George Bailey&lt;br /&gt;30. Agente Moscada&lt;br /&gt;31. Al Baricoque&lt;br /&gt;32. Lourenço Lamas&lt;br /&gt;33. Esteves Zagalo&lt;br /&gt;34. Recuerdo Morgado&lt;br /&gt;35. Barão de Sentimente&lt;br /&gt;36. Tim Nóni&lt;br /&gt;37. José Maria de Jesus&lt;br /&gt;38. Aldino Matos&lt;br /&gt;39. A. Lívio&lt;br /&gt;40. Dezassete dos Santos&lt;br /&gt;41. Ni Cotinelli&lt;br /&gt;42. Mestre Nestor Alvito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111948135681755948?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111948135681755948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111948135681755948' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948135681755948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948135681755948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-heternimos-nem-todos-recusados.html' title='42 Heterónimos (nem todos) Recusados'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111948003688442153</id><published>2005-06-22T22:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:40:36.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 Gangues da Ficção</title><content type='html'>1. Punkes&lt;br /&gt;2. Panques&lt;br /&gt;3. Pancrácios&lt;br /&gt;4. Tutónios&lt;br /&gt;5. Skazeiros&lt;br /&gt;6. Bicolores&lt;br /&gt;7. Nanuques&lt;br /&gt;8. Electricistas&lt;br /&gt;9. Folqueiros&lt;br /&gt;10. Friques&lt;br /&gt;11. Ipes&lt;br /&gt;12. Travoltas&lt;br /&gt;13. Caretas&lt;br /&gt;14. Foleiros&lt;br /&gt;15. Nueives&lt;br /&gt;16. Ramonas&lt;br /&gt;17. Rocas&lt;br /&gt;18. Rolas&lt;br /&gt;19. Pintas&lt;br /&gt;20. Vis&lt;br /&gt;21. Bedlames&lt;br /&gt;22. Lamas&lt;br /&gt;23. Lamacentos&lt;br /&gt;24. Ranhosos&lt;br /&gt;25. Ronhosos&lt;br /&gt;26. Renhonhós&lt;br /&gt;27. Revanches&lt;br /&gt;28. Revoltados&lt;br /&gt;29. Reaccioneiros&lt;br /&gt;30. Motorizados&lt;br /&gt;31. Motosqueiros&lt;br /&gt;32. Motoquistas&lt;br /&gt;33. Prafrentéxes&lt;br /&gt;34. Teléxes&lt;br /&gt;35. Telávives&lt;br /&gt;36. Farenses&lt;br /&gt;37. Forênsicos&lt;br /&gt;38. Chicos&lt;br /&gt;39. Robóticos &lt;br /&gt;40. Moscateiros&lt;br /&gt;41. Urbanos&lt;br /&gt;42. Kamp Onions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111948003688442153?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111948003688442153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111948003688442153' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948003688442153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111948003688442153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-gangues-da-fico.html' title='42 Gangues da Ficção'/><author><name>Quinto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09709309352519961811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://mywebpage.netscape.com/quintogalarza/pramandar01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111930905673717303</id><published>2005-06-21T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:30:04.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Contar</title><content type='html'>Como se conta até quarenta e dois na língua dos timorenses (tétun):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ida&lt;br /&gt;Rua&lt;br /&gt;Tolo&lt;br /&gt;Hate&lt;br /&gt;Lima&lt;br /&gt;Nen&lt;br /&gt;Ito&lt;br /&gt;Ualo&lt;br /&gt;Sia&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Ida&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Rua&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Tolo&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Hate&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Lima&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Nen&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Ito&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Ualo&lt;br /&gt;Sanulo recin Sia&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Ida&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Rua&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Tolo&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Hate&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Lima&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Nen&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Ito&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Ualo&lt;br /&gt;Ruanulo recin Sia&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Ida&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Rua&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Tolo&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Hate&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Lima&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Nen&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Ito&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Ualo&lt;br /&gt;Tolonulo recin Sia&lt;br /&gt;Hatenulo&lt;br /&gt;Hatenulo recin Ida&lt;br /&gt;Hatenulo recin Rua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lista enviada pelo i-leitor &lt;strong&gt;Rui Almeida, &lt;/strong&gt;que também nos passou uns &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabacosoaobalcao.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cigarrinhos por baixo do balcão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111930905673717303?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111930905673717303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111930905673717303' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111930905673717303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111930905673717303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/contar.html' title='A Contar'/><author><name>Quarto Galarza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111886977373284799</id><published>2005-06-15T21:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:09:33.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As primeiras palavras</title><content type='html'>As primeiras quarenta e duas palavras no dicionário:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;strong&gt;a, A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;strong&gt;a-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;strong&gt;a-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;strong&gt;a-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;strong&gt;a-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;strong&gt;-ã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;strong&gt;à&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;strong&gt;aa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - &lt;strong&gt;aacheniano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 - &lt;strong&gt;aal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 - &lt;strong&gt;aal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 - &lt;strong&gt;Aaleniano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 - &lt;strong&gt;ab-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 - &lt;strong&gt;aba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 - &lt;strong&gt;aba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 - &lt;strong&gt;aba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 - &lt;strong&gt;ababá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 - &lt;strong&gt;ababalhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 - &lt;strong&gt;Ababás&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 - &lt;strong&gt;abacá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 - &lt;strong&gt;abaçanar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 - &lt;strong&gt;abacate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 - &lt;strong&gt;abacateira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 - &lt;strong&gt;abacateiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 - &lt;strong&gt;Abacates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 - &lt;strong&gt;abacaxi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 - &lt;strong&gt;Abacaxis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 - &lt;strong&gt;abacelamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 - &lt;strong&gt;abacelar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 - &lt;strong&gt;abacial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 - &lt;strong&gt;abacinamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 - &lt;strong&gt;abacinar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 -&lt;strong&gt; abacista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 - &lt;strong&gt;ábaco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 - &lt;strong&gt;abacto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 -&lt;strong&gt; abactor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 - &lt;strong&gt;abáculo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 - &lt;strong&gt;abada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 - &lt;strong&gt;abadágio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 - &lt;strong&gt;abadar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111886977373284799?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111886977373284799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111886977373284799' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111886977373284799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111886977373284799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-primeiras-palavras.html' title='As primeiras palavras'/><author><name>Quarto Galarza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111809439388201387</id><published>2005-06-06T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:46:33.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 coisas a fazer até aos 42</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Ler o Ulisses de James Joyce&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Reler o Ulisses de James Joyce&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Perceber o Ulisses de James Joyce&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Ler o Ulisses de James Joyce em grego&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Provar escorpião frito&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Apreender o significado do conceito «prazo de validade»&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Comprar um computador que não funcione a carvão&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Criar uma planta de marijuana para fins decorativos&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Correr a maratona em prestações anuais de 7 kilómetros&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Aprender a nadar sem flutuadores do Pato Donald&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Roubar aos ricos para dar aos pobres&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. Rever o Robin dos Bosques com o Errol Flynn&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Mergulhar nas águas de Madagáscar sem ser comido por tubarões&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Saber de cor os reis de Portugal&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. E os Presidentes da República&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. Tocar saxofone sem espantar os pardais da rua&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. Fazer três directas seguidas&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. Aprender italiano&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. Passear em Roma de Vespa&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. Aprender francês&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;20. Passear em Paris de Vespa&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21. Ver um magnífico jogo de futebol em Inglaterra&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;22. Acampar na Patagónia&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;23. E sobreviver&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;24. Cantar uma ária de ópera&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;25. De preferência da Flauta Mágica&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;26. Tocar saxofone sem que os vizinhos fechem as janelas&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;27. Fazer uma refeição só com Bifidus Activus e Aloé Vera&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;28. Escalar até ao topo uma árvore com 30 metros de altura&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;29. Reler o Barão Trepador&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30. Ler todos os livros do Italo Calvino&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;31. Escrever um filho&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;32. Plantar um livro&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;33. Ler uma árvore&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;34. Cantar até que a voz me doa&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;35. Saber de cor todas as letras dos American Recordings do Cash&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;36. Comer Pato à Pequim em Pequim&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;37. Ver o Garganta Funda&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;38. Fumar um cigarro no Capitólio&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;39. Rever ao vivo Os Amantes do Picasso&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;40. Dançar o tango&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;41. Já agora, em Buenos Aires&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;42. Cumprir esta lista e fazer mais umas quantas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111809439388201387?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111809439388201387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111809439388201387' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111809439388201387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111809439388201387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/42-coisas-fazer-at-aos-42.html' title='42 coisas a fazer até aos 42'/><author><name>Cesto Galarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037858581965990096</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111801382353213636</id><published>2005-06-05T23:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T00:23:43.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarenta e Dois Livros</title><content type='html'>Quarenta e dois livros que foram ou serão lidos mais dia menos dia, em forma mais ou menos aleatória:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Ilíada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Homero&lt;br /&gt;  2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Odisseia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Homero&lt;br /&gt;  3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sexus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Henry Miller&lt;br /&gt;  4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Sorriso aos Pés da Escada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Henry Miller&lt;br /&gt;  5. O&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Livro do Desassossego&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Bernardo Soares&lt;br /&gt;  6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Metamorfose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Franz Kafka&lt;br /&gt;  7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memórias do Cárcere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Graciliano Ramos&lt;br /&gt;  8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Érico Veríssimo&lt;br /&gt;  9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seis Propostas Para o Próximo Milénio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Italo Calvino&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonho de Uma Noite de Verão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Júlio César&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manual de Civilidade Para Meninas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Pierre Louÿs&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Insustentável Leveza do Ser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Milan Kundera&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Doido e a Morte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Teixeira de Pascoaes&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Ilha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Abel Raposo&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os Nus e os Mortos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Norman Mailer&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dez Dias Que Abalaram o Mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - John Reed&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os Reis de Portugal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - José Vilhena&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Elogio da Loucura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Erasmo&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; História de Roma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Tito Lívio&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Inferno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Dante Alighieri&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Utopia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Thomas More&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Eneida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Virgílio&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retrato do Artista Quando Jovem Cão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Dylan Thomas&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Flores do Mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Charles Baudelaire&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Teatro e o seu Duplo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Antonin Artaud&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heliogabalo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Antonin Artaud&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma vida violenta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Pier Paolo Pasolini&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passaporte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Natália Correia&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auto dos Danados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - António Lobo Antunes&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ulysses &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Vénus das Peles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Leopold Sacher Masoch&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rilkeana &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Ana Hatherly&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Elegias de Duíno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mecânico de Ovnis &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Fernando Grade&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Homem que Matou Getúlio Vargas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Jô Soares&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fausto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Johann W. Goethe&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fahrenheit 451&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ray Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Breve Carta Para um Longo Adeus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Peter Handke&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diário de um Génio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Salvador Dali&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Banquete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Sören Kierkegaard&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Interpretação dos Sonhos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Sigmund Freud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111801382353213636?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111801382353213636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111801382353213636' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111801382353213636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111801382353213636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/2005/06/quarenta-e-dois-livros.html' title='Quarenta e Dois Livros'/><author><name>Quarto Galarza</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13008168.post-111765254105954299</id><published>2005-06-01T19:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:30:27.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>42 momentos na vida de um gajo de 30 e tal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="437" src="http://www.carobinson.com/games/ATARI%20-%20PONG%201973.JPG" width="236" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando levámos as calças rotas para o emprego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nem a gorda do baile quis dançar connosco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando finalmente percebemos que Napoleão foram vários&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando finalmente percebemos que Césares foram, idem, muitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos damos conta que o pé-de-atleta vai-e-vem, mas não desaparece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos rendemos ao gel de banho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando a tendência homossexual passa a ser um potencial perigo para o viril&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando a miuda diz "sim" e a gente assina depois o papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando vemos a cabeça do rapaz a despontar e ouvimos a frase "o seu filho"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando dizem que estão prontos para negociar a nossa saída&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando peguntamos porque não aproveitámos todas as quecas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...ou todas as ofertas de beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando já não conseguimos ver o filme com o olhar romântico dos 18 ou 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando já nos apetece "uma cena" para "limpar a tola" e não um Buñuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando temerariamente adormeçemos em frente à D. Fátima Campos Ferreira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando olhamos para o relógio da mesa de cabeceira, são 23h34 e vamos dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando ficamos a ver um bocadinho do festival porque o Eládio nos leva à infância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando já não achamos piada às músicas dos anúncios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos aproximamos outra vez dos jogos de computador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...por causa do tédio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos fartamos da TV e, por isso, passamos horas em frente ao PC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando lamentamos o curso escolhido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando reconhecemos que os pais tinham razão, não sabemos bem em quê&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando damos conta que a Carris tem carreiras que desconhecemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando olhamos com ternura para as camisolas de lã imbecis do final dos '70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando percebemos que há gente nascida em 1986 já a trabalhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...e que há 20 anos andamos preocupados com Saltillo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando Pediatra deixou de ser um horror e passou a ser uma despesa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos tratam por "o senhor" e respondemos sem miar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando dizemos "Fónix" e os putos ficam a olhar preplexos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos lembramos do Saucedo no Sporting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...e só nós é que nos lembramos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando encontramos o boneco do Misha a dizer CCCP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando passamos da avidez da Gina à selecção na Net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando comprar a Playboy já não nos envergonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando pintar o cabelo não nos parece assim tão reprovável...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...e até achamos graça ao capachinho do Carlos do Carmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando os amigos gostam de Doors, King Crimson e Jethro Tull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando decidimos finalmente parar no Jameson e não procurar mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando começamos a dizer que o tabaco anda a dar cabo de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando o tabaco anda mesmo a dar cabo de um gajo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando já vamos com três papas na memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13008168-111765254105954299?l=quarentaedois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quarentaedois.blogspot.com/feeds/111765254105954299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13008168&amp;postID=111765254105954299' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13008168/posts/default/111765254105954299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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