<?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-1039436369486469332</id><updated>2011-11-30T15:29:49.726-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Boteco Sublime</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9207884858410947704</id><published>2011-03-04T21:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:09:20.108-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Porta</title><summary type='text'>Todo mundo já viu em cartas alguém escrever "PS" né? Provavelmente ninguém sabe o que significa de fato, mas sabe que é o que vem depois de tudo!
PS significa post scriptum, que provém da língua mãe de muitas outras, o Latim. O "PS" normalmente é colocado quando uma pessoa lembra de algo, que ainda não escreveu na carta, e quer escrever. Porém, sinceramente, acho que a maioria das pessoas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9207884858410947704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2011/03/porta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9207884858410947704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9207884858410947704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2011/03/porta.html' title='Porta'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-475884041071259201</id><published>2010-11-15T13:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T13:55:09.185-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/475884041071259201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/11/fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/475884041071259201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/475884041071259201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/11/fly-away.html' title='Fly away!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7087080514095632166</id><published>2010-11-10T00:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:38:35.552-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Abracadabra!</title><summary type='text'>Só vim aqui para mostrar mais uma de minhas músicas alternativas.
Focus - Hocus Pocus.

Não sei porque mais Hocus Pocus me lembra um feitiço de mágica (Talvez até seja, em alguma linguagem nórdica ou algo do tipo!).




Duvido que alguém venha a ouvir, e se ouvir, a gostar!
Abraços...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7087080514095632166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/11/abracadabra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7087080514095632166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7087080514095632166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/11/abracadabra.html' title='Abracadabra!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-5643491421566824314</id><published>2010-10-26T16:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:37:15.109-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustração.</title><summary type='text'>

Mesmo com tantas frustrações, o pulso ainda pulsa.

Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/5643491421566824314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/frustracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5643491421566824314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5643491421566824314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/frustracao.html' title='Frustração.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TMcfnN9TSCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KmEvVTpLL00/s72-c/lalala.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1461055579215893092</id><published>2010-10-25T23:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:38:30.857-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about!</title><summary type='text'>



Um coelhinho branquinho e felpudo estava fazendo seu cocozinho matinal.quando olha para o lado vê um enorme urso fazendo o mesmo.O urso se vira para ele e diz:
- Ei, coelhinho, você solta pêlos?O coelhinho, metido, vaidoso e indignado, respondeu:- De jeito nenhum, venho de uma linhagem nobre, de coelhos de raça com pedigree. Meu pelo é sedoso e não solta não...Então o urso pegou o coelhinho e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1461055579215893092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/think-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1461055579215893092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1461055579215893092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/think-about.html' title='Think about!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TMYxBlGbArI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iaO4Pm3EpBk/s72-c/Bear_and_Bunny_by_sharpie99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2284480513747607747</id><published>2010-10-22T16:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T16:45:26.623-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasileiro.</title><summary type='text'>Olá meu amigo! E você, tem orgulho de ser Brasileiro?



Pense sobre isso!
Dia 31 nós estaremos lá. Eu, em particular, vou ser mesário. Vai cortar meu feriado, mas não posso fazer nada, se eu não for, foi como o Juiz me disse: "Você terá que prestar as suas justificativas perante a Lei.".
Eu tenho orgulho de ser Brasileiro, a música, a cultura, o povo... Agora! O resto? Ih...
Pense sobre isso!
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Dica: Clique na imagem para ver ela em tamanho real...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/242834799586411890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/242834799586411890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/242834799586411890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade...'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TMCKGUFHLCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/j0nU5-d01ec/s72-c/OAAAAPUvyGZa217Vrtd3xxqCr6a1wEg_kQDAOZl9CCRgN0_gkBuaRzUy8rbSgHo9UK3Shfa0jgqr6LhQwICZIix5hL0Am1T1UEfmDKSDKIiQ-FVFF-hdDqDJXYYW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7107642093728825763</id><published>2010-10-20T20:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:31:08.765-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhe um pequeno sonho comigo.</title><summary type='text'>


- Mas porque eu vou viver isso. É apenas um sonho!
- E daí? É bom, e é o que você quer. Viva isso enquanto é uma realidade, mesmo que seja no mundo dos sonhos.
- Isso é triste. Muito triste. Eu nunca vou ter isso de verdade?
- Até onde você sabe, não.




Sonhe um pequeno sonho comigo.




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7107642093728825763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhe-um-pequeno-sonho-comigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7107642093728825763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7107642093728825763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhe-um-pequeno-sonho-comigo.html' title='Sonhe um pequeno sonho comigo.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TL9sszrm41I/AAAAAAAAAP8/CPl7p8etACA/s72-c/dream_by_IVYangelica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-5812893068950222520</id><published>2010-10-18T12:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:48:27.351-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Senhor fabricado</title><summary type='text'>

Em meio a tanta discussão política, eu certa vez estava vendo o debate na Globo para candidatos a presidente do primeiro turno. Tem um tempo já, mas foi quando o candidato Plínio Arruda falou para a Dilma do PT, não com essas palavras eu acho, mas a idéia era: "Dilma, você não é uma mulher que pode servir a política, você foi fabricada pelo PT". Isso é pura verdade, porque quem observa bem, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/5812893068950222520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/senhor-fabricado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5812893068950222520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5812893068950222520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/10/senhor-fabricado.html' title='Senhor fabricado'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TLxUvUPsssI/AAAAAAAAAP4/6GmYnCtj8No/s72-c/2_baixa-resolucao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9081107531044168329</id><published>2010-08-07T03:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:23:28.298-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma história.</title><summary type='text'>
A vida sempre tende a seguir um caminho, um caminho único. Reto, paralelo e com entranhas. Sempre em um único sentido, o futuro. É inevitável e esmagadora sensação de sabermos que sempre nos lembraremos do passado, mas nunca nos lembraremos do futuro. E é como dizem, a surpresa é melhor. Particularmente acho isso bobagem, temos que trilhar o futuro da forma que acharmos melhor, mas e se fosse de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9081107531044168329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/08/uma-historia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9081107531044168329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9081107531044168329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/08/uma-historia.html' title='Uma história.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/TFz9hrfNaFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tIvldSNIjHQ/s72-c/One_Way_by_pinkparis1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3293851889000694155</id><published>2010-06-04T00:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:26:49.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and one.</title><summary type='text'>

What can I do?
Will I be getting through?
Now that I must try to  leave it all behind
Did you see what you have done to me?
So hard  to justify
Slowly it's passing by

Forever and one I will miss  you
However, I kiss you yet again
Way down in Neverland
So hard  I was trying
Tomorrow I'll still be crying
How could you hide  your lies
Your lies

Here I am
Seeing you once again
My  mind's so far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3293851889000694155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever-and-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3293851889000694155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3293851889000694155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever-and-one.html' title='Forever and one.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1956063523038654165</id><published>2010-05-23T23:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:21:25.624-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><summary type='text'>
Hoje meu amigo, é o fim. Após seis anos de histórias cabeludas e enigmas indecifráveis, acabou. Aliás, acabar não é o termo certo, vai deixar de existir, o que difere, e muito, de acabar. Ao menos para mim.
Hoje dia 23 de Maio será o Season Finale de LOST, uma das séries de televisão que marcou muito, não só para mim, mas para milhões de fãs. Ela conseguiu conquistar inúmeras pessoas e conseguir</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1956063523038654165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1956063523038654165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1956063523038654165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S_ne2is1jpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/PQH1HF4weyY/s72-c/lost-jacob2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6077391429761188364</id><published>2010-05-22T16:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:52:04.972-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem dias...</title><summary type='text'>

É bem assim mesmo:
Tem dias que a gente se sente como se tivesse morto.
Tem dias que a gent se gosta.
Tem dias que a gente se odeia.
Tem dias que a gente é gente.
Tem dias que lutamos contra as forças.
Porque para ser gente tem que sentir as forças nos empurrando pra trás.

Tem dias que a gente não quer sair, e sim entrar.
Tem dias que queremos começar algo novo, e esquecer o velho.
Tem dias </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6077391429761188364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/tem-dias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6077391429761188364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6077391429761188364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/tem-dias.html' title='Tem dias...'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S_g1sYAbU3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/QLwk1gUCdt4/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6880243757038853767</id><published>2010-05-20T14:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:09:49.999-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Música!</title><summary type='text'>Bem, para não ser ingrato resolvi dar uma passadinha aqui e postar umas múusicas boas.



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Abraços! :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6880243757038853767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6880243757038853767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6880243757038853767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica.html' title='Música!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4429978355897265905</id><published>2010-05-09T00:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:31:11.258-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, que dia!</title><summary type='text'>

Esse é um título bem sarcástico, pelo menos quis passar a idéia disso. Não tem a mesma graça quando eu aviso isso né?
Bem, postando coisas sobre diferenças entre homens e mulheres, o que eu particularmente acho hilário e adoro ler/ouvir/ver coisas sobre isso, realmente o modo que as pessoas enchergam o seu sexo oposto é interessante. Generalizando de uma forma meio chula.
Ok, ai vai uma lista, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4429978355897265905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah-que-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4429978355897265905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4429978355897265905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah-que-dia.html' title='Ah, que dia!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S-YsI6b7eiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/H8QChAwTx_s/s72-c/5cb1a92366438c21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1745520548270094322</id><published>2010-05-03T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:04:45.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrás do lápis.</title><summary type='text'>Vou falar de um assunto que acho que poucos tiveram a curiosidade de se aprofundar e entender melhor como funciona.
A dublagem é um processo que requer muita dedicação, tempo, trabalho e uma equipe muito boa e dedicada, e que acima de tudo gosta do que faz.
Eu sou um grande fã de desenhos animados, anime, filmes de desenhos animados, filmes de computação gráfica, o que me faz ter muita </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1745520548270094322/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/atras-do-lapis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1745520548270094322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1745520548270094322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/05/atras-do-lapis.html' title='Atrás do lápis.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7600573147536353654</id><published>2010-05-01T03:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:19:55.552-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por obséquio.</title><summary type='text'>                                
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É de fato que nós, homens, sempre falamos uns com os outros: "Poxa cara, quem entende essas mulheres? Querem algo, fingem que não querem, mas por dentro não conseguem nem controlar o desejo, e quando tem aquilo, simplesmente 'cansam'!". Coisas desse gênero é dita sempre pelos homens, em geral algo como: "Quem entende as mulheres?".
Viajando pela internet achei um texto bem bolado e, sinceramente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/621508989662116360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/04/homens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/621508989662116360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/621508989662116360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/04/homens.html' title='Homens!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9e5LS9n9UI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pdxxWIsXiTc/s72-c/THE_MAN__by_AURORY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-8205054887551550351</id><published>2010-04-18T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:45:08.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você é o que consome.</title><summary type='text'>


Eu como sempre com meus monólogos, sou como o metrô de Belo Horizonte, saio de nada e vou pra lugar nenhum.
Bem, todos nós já ouvimos esta frase um dia: "Você é o que você consome". Normalmente é dita em reportagens de culinária na Ana Maria Braga ou no Globo Repórter. Mas... será que não dá pra consumir mais do que comidas, e sermos taxados apenas físicamente por essa frase? Foi o que pensei.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/8205054887551550351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/04/voce-e-o-que-consome.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8205054887551550351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8205054887551550351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/04/voce-e-o-que-consome.html' title='Você é o que consome.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S8uo_YxmiPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cTC7vxrYAX4/s72-c/Lady_in_Red__by_Dr4kon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2057115046719925984</id><published>2010-03-04T00:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:00:47.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosas armadas!</title><summary type='text'>Uma singela homenagem a uma banda que tem um bucado de chão percorrido por este mundo. Como são magníficos merecem essa atenção, e além de que, estão fazendo uns shows pelo Brasil.



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Tem muito mais, do bom e do melhor! Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/2057115046719925984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/03/rosas-armadas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2057115046719925984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2057115046719925984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/03/rosas-armadas.html' title='Rosas armadas!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6349592879316619586</id><published>2010-02-23T17:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:48:56.389-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><summary type='text'>

Aproveitando o Post da Quaresma vou comentar um pouco sobre esse feriado que ninguém sabe o que se comemora, o carnaval.
Existem os que dizem: "Carnaval comemorar o que? Porra! A boa vida, a beleza desse mundão, as cores do meu povo, a etnia, saudar meus orixás!". De certa forma, é... De outra? Não! O termo carnaval por si próprio tem certa origem, que é "carne vale", que significa "Adeus a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6349592879316619586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/02/carnaval.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6349592879316619586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6349592879316619586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S4Q_HwSxedI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Gr9eqkhEsvM/s72-c/7.4-Cortejo-Carnaval_gr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3892169434411904436</id><published>2010-02-17T20:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:21:30.988-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O milagre da Quaresma</title><summary type='text'>Quero começar meu texto com uma espécie de aviso e disclaimer: Se você é daqueles que acha que política, religião e gosto músical não se discutem, sai fora. É sai fora. Isso é um boteco então acho que posso falar do que eu quiser né?Bem é o seguinte todo ano é a mesma coisa, já estou cansado disso e acho um absurdo irracional. E o pior são as pessoas que são realmente religiosas e acreditam mesmo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3892169434411904436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-milagre-da-quaresma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3892169434411904436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3892169434411904436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-milagre-da-quaresma.html' title='O milagre da Quaresma'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3401143232832308179</id><published>2010-02-03T02:11:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:18:10.855-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotice</title><summary type='text'>
 Bem, voltando com um novo ano, uma nova vida, novas conquistas, novos problemas, novos sofrimentos, novos amores, enfim, a única coisa que não muda é minha cara feia. Primeiro post do Boteco de 2010, saiu em Fevereiro. Porque? Em Janeiro não estava muito bem de espírito para postar qualquer coisa, mas vamos lá: Idiotice!
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Feliz ano novo à todos, que 2010 seja melhor que 2009. E será.
Só meus sinceros agradecimentos à todos que me ajudaram ou suportaram, seja o que for, boas festas.

E que sua comemoração seja boa! E não fique bêbado a ponto de fazer algo estúpido, como isso:



Feliz 2010,
Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6422391719241735447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6422391719241735447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6422391719241735447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9220810185604597229</id><published>2009-12-27T19:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:32:33.795-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Good vibe!</title><summary type='text'>Umas músicas boa. Para não falar que sou ingrato e não posto nada!







Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9220810185604597229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-vibe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9220810185604597229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9220810185604597229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-vibe.html' title='Good vibe!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9130868797530516044</id><published>2009-12-20T03:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:44:07.576-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundo.</title><summary type='text'>

Ninguém mais se sente.
Ninguém mais pensa nos outros, somente em si mesmo.
Ninguém compra um presente pensando na felicidade do outro, mas sim em quanto irá gastar.
Ninguém leva a sério os pequenos gestos.
Ninguém interpreta a beleza de um ato.
O mundo está mecânico! Assim como o mascar de um chiclete...
Ninguém mais aprecia o brilho do sol.
Ninguém mais aprecia a chuva sobre as cabeças.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9130868797530516044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/mundo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9130868797530516044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9130868797530516044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/mundo.html' title='Mundo.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Sy2qhuo1OnI/AAAAAAAAANo/thLr5lhfttc/s72-c/1258382728970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-5422655883951622757</id><published>2009-12-05T10:59:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:04:22.735-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva seus brinquedos.</title><summary type='text'>Hoje vim falar de algo diferente, posso dizer que é, particularmente, uma paixão: Desenhos.
Quem nunca viveu durante essa época que admirava e queria ser seus desenhos, ou até mesmo possuir as mesmas qualidades dos seus personagens!

Toy Story foi um dos meus favoritos, e até hoje escuto as músicas do filme, apesar de ser animação para criança, temos a criança dentro de nós! haha.
Em Junho de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/5422655883951622757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/viva-seus-brinquedos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5422655883951622757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5422655883951622757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/viva-seus-brinquedos.html' title='Viva seus brinquedos.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7492910153470235790</id><published>2009-12-02T16:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:52:27.154-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Age</title><summary type='text'>Engraçado como conflitos de gerações são e sempre serão os mesmo. Os mais velhos querendo ensinar aos mais jovens, mas estes nunca querem aprender, são chamados de rebeldes por isso. Os mais novos DEVEM respeitar os mais velhos, em vão, os mais velhos nunca respeitam as conquistas do outro. O novo é perigoso e desconhecido. O velho é ultrapassado e seguro. Será mesmo? Cada um tem seu valor, uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7492910153470235790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/age.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7492910153470235790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7492910153470235790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/age.html' title='Age'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sxa3RDBS8eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nguUSnXG4X0/s72-c/Crian%C3%A7a+e+Velho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-8487107922360643908</id><published>2009-12-01T15:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:29:06.124-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Depoimento sobre o Orkut.</title><summary type='text'>Depoimento sobre o Bispo Edir Macedo, dono da Rede Record e Fundador da Igreja Universal do Reino de Deus, sobre o Orkut. É para rir um pouquinho gente.



Hahahaha! Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/8487107922360643908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/depoimento-sobre-o-orkut.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8487107922360643908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8487107922360643908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/depoimento-sobre-o-orkut.html' title='Depoimento sobre o Orkut.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2183693524216927513</id><published>2009-12-01T12:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:08:26.468-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhador.</title><summary type='text'> 

Bem, tem bastante tempo que não posto textos no Blog. Isso se dá por falta de tempo, por conta de estudos para o vestibular. E esse mês de Dezembro será pior que o ano todo, então não prometo muitas coisas legais, assim que der eu posto.


Mas bem, quantos de nós não sonhamos com o futuro? Casa própria, família, companheiro, filhos, um trabalho recompensador, estabilidade, amizades, amor, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/2183693524216927513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/sonhador.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2183693524216927513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2183693524216927513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/12/sonhador.html' title='Sonhador.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-714794409279614654</id><published>2009-11-28T18:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:50:36.451-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cesta pintada.</title><summary type='text'>Alguns podem até me chingar, mas é em comemoração aos 70 anos do começo da Segunda Guerra Mundial. Que por mais terrível, sangrento, violento, e tudo mais que foi, foi um marco histórico na sociedade, e a sociedade é assim a partir desses fatos.


 
 


 
 

Não sou lunátio nem fanático, apenas acho que uma pessoa transtornada como Hitler, ao erguer um mundo Nazista, mostra que a capacidade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/714794409279614654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada_28.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/714794409279614654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/714794409279614654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada_28.html' title='Cesta pintada.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SxGMFOPAfZI/AAAAAAAAANA/kubCruIaWEs/s72-c/1258681905733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-8400644714790544713</id><published>2009-11-26T22:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:17:33.564-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia.</title><summary type='text'>


Senti aquela época se sucumbir perante o tempo e o destino.
Aqueles tempos que não voltam mais, apenas no gosto nostálgico que fica preso na boca.
Pensava simplesmente em desfrutar dos sentimentos ali, do agora! Não criar planos mirabolantes para um futuro planejado por uma sociedade anti-ética.
Eu lembro... naquela época a tristeza era pequena.
Que diziam que me amavam sem pedir nada em troca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/8400644714790544713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8400644714790544713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8400644714790544713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Sw8aWvZB5vI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nsZ_Z1MHuwI/s72-c/Waiting_for_the_birds_to_pass_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3111143345393384813</id><published>2009-11-26T18:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:21:42.728-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Maias!</title><summary type='text'>Quem não está ouvindo que segundo o calendário Maia o mundo irá acabar em 2012? A profecia, o fim do mundo, apocalipse... Seja lá o que for, essa sátira é ótima!



Haha, tem sentido! Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3111143345393384813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-maias.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3111143345393384813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3111143345393384813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-maias.html' title='Os Maias!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6419341216349429862</id><published>2009-11-23T16:19:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:23:46.691-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto com desconto.</title><summary type='text'>                                
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Às vezes me sinto, noutras sou sentido.
Às vezes me entendo, noutras me abstraio.
Às vezes discuto, noutras escuto.
Às vezes me calo, noutras me traio.
Às vezes sou homem, noutras sou garoto.
Às vezes sou sozinho, noutras sufocado por românticos.
Às vezes me deprimo, noutras gargalho.
Às vezes me sinto idiota, noutras sei que sou idiota.
Às vezes me preservo, noutras me suicido.
Às vezes amo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1924781046107649820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1924781046107649820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1924781046107649820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabor.html' title='Sabor.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SwnacT8hl6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WN5IPYo9E0Y/s72-c/taste_of_paris_by_aksioma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6559607669807205525</id><published>2009-11-18T22:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:24:29.541-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Destino.</title><summary type='text'>Se você acha sua vida ruim, ponha a culpa no destino!

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6559607669807205525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/destino.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6559607669807205525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6559607669807205525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/destino.html' title='Destino.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4074772386985376116</id><published>2009-11-18T00:01:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:12:49.437-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser mineiro.</title><summary type='text'>“Ser mineiro é não dizer o que faz, nem o que vai fazer.É fingir que não sabe aquilo que sabe.É falar pouco e escutar muito.É passar por bobo e ser inteligente.É vender queijos e possuir bancos.Um bom mineiro não lança boi com embirra.Não da rasteira no vento.Não pisa no escuro.Não anda no molhado.Não estica conversa com estranhos.Só acredita na fumaça quando vê o fogo.Só arrisca quando tem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4074772386985376116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/ser-mineiro.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4074772386985376116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4074772386985376116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/ser-mineiro.html' title='Ser mineiro.'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/SwNXq3VCuDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/s1oWPGTa-YI/s72-c/causo_mineiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3438809693535297569</id><published>2009-11-16T19:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:06:50.634-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cesta pintada.</title><summary type='text'>Putz, fiquei devendo as imagens de sexta, só que meu fim de semana foi tão desgraçado que tive que arrumar meu computador, além de perder as imagens perdi tudo! Tá ai, não era o que eu planejei, mas é algo legal!
Para vocês fãs da luz!


  



Semana apertada, em breve virei com mais posts, abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3438809693535297569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada_16.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3438809693535297569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3438809693535297569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada_16.html' title='Cesta pintada.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SwG92GGL91I/AAAAAAAAALo/XeS4w8SgmG8/s72-c/1258395298783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4975296438528129935</id><published>2009-11-11T19:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:22:07.433-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai entender.</title><summary type='text'>


Quem não acha lindo uma declamação de poemas? Seja naquele sarau de seu bairro, ou para sua amada, para um amigo ou amiga, tanto faz, todo mundo adora que declarem poemas para elas! E gostar está mais que correto, porém... De que vale?

Vamos a situação de um sarau que ocorrerá declamação de poemas de várias pessoas. Será que todas estão ali porque "gostam" disso? Faça me o favor, a maioria </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4975296438528129935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/vai-entender.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4975296438528129935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4975296438528129935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/vai-entender.html' title='Vai entender.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SvsqQASJ26I/AAAAAAAAALg/2jD4TyoPrbE/s72-c/Autumn_Song_by_ByLaauraa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1739372756076137657</id><published>2009-11-09T23:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:09:41.018-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Live and let die!</title><summary type='text'>

Simplesmente magnífico, de arrepiar!
Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1739372756076137657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-and-let-die.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1739372756076137657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1739372756076137657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-and-let-die.html' title='Live and let die!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1018175781592166410</id><published>2009-11-09T18:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:15:48.775-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como criar filhas honestas e decentes e não vagabundas e piriguetes em 10 passos</title><summary type='text'>Como a sociedade vem mudando precisamos recorrer a metódos que realmente funcionem para criar nossos filhos! (ou futuros filhos...)Como Criar Filhas Honestas E Decentes E Não Vagabundas E Piriguetes Em 10 PassosPrimeiro passo - Vida DomésticaIntroduza sua filha desde cedo no mundo da cozinha e da rotina doméstica. Uma menina deve ser prendada. Ela deve saber cozinhar pelo menos o trivial básico, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1018175781592166410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/como-criar-filhas-honestas-e-decentes-e.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1018175781592166410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1018175781592166410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/como-criar-filhas-honestas-e-decentes-e.html' title='Como criar filhas honestas e decentes e não vagabundas e piriguetes em 10 passos'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6517744038675124745</id><published>2009-11-08T13:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:55:13.871-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenrrugamento!</title><summary type='text'>

Dorgas mano!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6517744038675124745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/desenrrugamento.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6517744038675124745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6517744038675124745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/desenrrugamento.html' title='Desenrrugamento!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4191823781888699712</id><published>2009-11-06T19:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:09:43.375-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cesta pintada.</title><summary type='text'>Pensei comigo hoje: "Porque não disponibilizar a arte gráfica e fotos maravilhosas?!"
Pensando nisso toda Sexta colocarei umas três ou quatro o que eu chamaria de: "Imagens ofuscantes". Algumas de paisagem, animais, seja o que for, irão gostar.

Começo com estas (lembrando que é só clicar em cima para ampliar ao tamanho original) :








Espero que gostem da ideia, abraços.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4191823781888699712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4191823781888699712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4191823781888699712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cesta-pintada.html' title='Cesta pintada.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SvSQK6ZUqLI/AAAAAAAAALY/xYPa-OxX7Nc/s72-c/1257509638697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3579190535622491833</id><published>2009-11-04T18:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:52:39.578-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabelo.</title><summary type='text'>CabeloAcordei apático, assim como o sol que brilhava entre nuvens mórbidas.Soou o sino, mas não era um sino qualquer, celebrava a morte de um qualquer.Tomei-me a levantar perante minhas mágoas profundas de inverno, ah o verão!Como em gestos programados fiz o que tinha de fazer, com tremenda paciência, sem esperar nada do futuro muito menos nostalgiar o passado.Assim como a água que escorre em meu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3579190535622491833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cabelo_04.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3579190535622491833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3579190535622491833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/cabelo_04.html' title='Cabelo.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SvHpe0EPBOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/6cPaVIJBNFw/s72-c/in_beret_by_Miss_Maple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6631248241137904183</id><published>2009-11-04T18:46:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:50:04.774-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><summary type='text'>Como não postei absolutamente nada sobre o Halloween, vi umas imagens que não podem passar em branco!Muito melhor né? Haha! Não sejamos hipócritas.Bem, para ver o resto das fotos do Halloween acessem o blog #qlqr1.com.br que é um blog de imagens. Se resume em uma palavra: Divertido.Abraços!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6631248241137904183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6631248241137904183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6631248241137904183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1319654029150443758</id><published>2009-10-30T22:48:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:58:40.583-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Problemas, solução?</title><summary type='text'>
Mais uma da série: O problema é seu. Porém discutindo um assunto polêmico, que os psicanalistas dizem existir por causa do “meio” em que a pessoa convive, outros dizem que é uma tendência genética. Não importa muito, porque na verdade a conseqüência só será uma: A morte.
Pessoas com ideologia extremista pensam na solução dos problemas de certa forma. De uma forma diria extrema, lógico. Como no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1319654029150443758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/problemas-solucao.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1319654029150443758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1319654029150443758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/problemas-solucao.html' title='Problemas, solução?'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SuuKLghUk7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/rTha_UMkOXc/s72-c/Blood_Stained_Words_by_AndyASYLUM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3436877997069035655</id><published>2009-10-28T18:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:36:28.342-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Net.</title><summary type='text'>Eu estava frequentando um site de relacionamentos muito conhecido, o Orkut, quando comecei a reparar nos comentários das fotos, e rir sozinho. Sério mesmo, como já dizia a tirinha famosa:Ponha namorando no Orkut! Sinceramente, a informatização, a vaidade, a extrapolação do senso comum e crítico está acabando com "a mágica do negócio", se é que posso dizer assim. Diga-se de passagem que o Brasil é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3436877997069035655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/net.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3436877997069035655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3436877997069035655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/net.html' title='Net.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SuiqOyFpSMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TKv_knQxCiY/s72-c/internet_dependence_____by_LiiQa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4606436690890010603</id><published>2009-10-27T21:57:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:07:40.187-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired of using technology.</title><summary type='text'>Isso que eu chamo de: Pegar uma música, colocar um violão, tirar a voz de rapper viciado em drogas, colocar um belga careca cantando e fazer uma música melhor que a original. Ayo technology que é originalmente do 50cent com o Justin Timberleak, a música deles é boa, tirando todas os "defeitos visuais e sonoros". Foi o que aconteceu. É minha opinião, não vale muito diga-se de passagem, mas é uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4606436690890010603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-tired-of-using-technology.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4606436690890010603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4606436690890010603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-tired-of-using-technology.html' title='I&apos;m tired of using technology.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6629710842805135533</id><published>2009-10-24T12:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:06:52.531-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Problemas &amp; Soluções.</title><summary type='text'>Da forma que coloquei o título parece até que é nome de Loja, não é? "Problemas &amp; Soluções, traga seu problema, que lhe vendemos a solução!". Se bem que poderia existir uma loja desse naipe, imagine só, todos aqueles problemas que você aperta as sobrancelhas, soa o bigode e esmaga os lábios para resolver você poderia simplesmente ir a consultoria da empresa "Problemas &amp; Soluções". Porém, fazer o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6629710842805135533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/problemas-solucoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6629710842805135533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6629710842805135533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/problemas-solucoes.html' title='Problemas &amp; Soluções.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SuMWxdXcY3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vQUUC59eGDA/s72-c/Drinking_Problem_by_P0RG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9014311834154561530</id><published>2009-10-23T13:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:12:32.248-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relacionamentos</title><summary type='text'>Me passaram esse texto e eu achei muito legal, queria compartilhar com vocês:"Sinto que não esqueço as pessoas com as quais estive.Porque cada uma tem qualidades específicas.Não dá pra substituir ninguém.O que foi perdido, está perdido.Cada relacionamento que termina me magoa.Nunca me recupero.Por isso tenho cuidado quando me envolvo com alguém, porque dói demais.Porque vou sentir saudades de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9014311834154561530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/relacionamentos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9014311834154561530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9014311834154561530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/relacionamentos.html' title='Relacionamentos'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SuHyBOddO8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/OFHgCw2o5wY/s72-c/Distance_by_rinoatimber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-5761234119260562636</id><published>2009-10-19T22:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:13:57.889-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Senhor Grandão.</title><summary type='text'>Só para descontrair um pouco.Pra quem não conhece, essa banda se chama Mr. Big. Não vou contar a história da banda, mas ela de certa forma é bastante famosa, porém poucos sabem que conhecem ela. Sucessos como "To be with you" e "Wild world" que acompanharam a sessão da tarde de muitos de nós. Essa música acima se chama "Shine", fez tanto sucesso no Japão que virou a Ending de um anime famoso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/5761234119260562636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/senhor-grandao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5761234119260562636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5761234119260562636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/senhor-grandao.html' title='Senhor Grandão.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7840661543651210670</id><published>2009-10-16T17:33:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:37:21.524-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez eu seja.</title><summary type='text'>Talvez eu seja.Metaforicamente dizendo, estou morto...Morto em meio minhas hipérboles sentimentais...Tão sentimentais que tudo que vejo em mim, são metonímias...Perdi a arte de personificar, e de amar, ou não...Talvez eu seja um romântico...Afinal a essência do romântico é a morte...É essa morte que, metaforicamente, me traz a vida...Tal vida essa que me tirou o paladar sinestésico...Tão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7840661543651210670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/talvez-eu-seja.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7840661543651210670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7840661543651210670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/talvez-eu-seja.html' title='Talvez eu seja.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/StjY_cV8OMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/juorxoq8ihg/s72-c/maybe_maybe_by_MotyPest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7099785259258792527</id><published>2009-10-15T17:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:59:24.445-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão</title><summary type='text'>Eu estava um tempo sem postar no Blog. Culpa desse feriado que faz com que nossos corpos fiquem molengas para pensamentos mais "aguçados", se é que posso chamar meus pensamentos de aguçados! E também uma série de desventuras que fazem com que o desânimo floresça. Porém não vou ficar citando motivos e motivos, vim escrever sobre um tema pessoal: A reflexão.A reflexão é tão pessoal que você entra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7099785259258792527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-estava-um-tempo-sem-postar-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7099785259258792527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7099785259258792527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/eu-estava-um-tempo-sem-postar-no-blog.html' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SteDZtqAwCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tpV4Iel1Jis/s72-c/reflexion_by_Sssssergiu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6815944867920693475</id><published>2009-10-11T10:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:08:18.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressão.</title><summary type='text'>Pressão é um fenômeno que quase ninguém gosta de sofrer, seja em situações amorosas, de certo risco, e que irá decidir seu futuro, mas como já dizia a física, a pressão é medida pela força que alguém faz sobre uma área, logo o que vai determinar essa pressão, é a força com que isso é cobrado. Seja essa força feita por você mesmo em você, ou por outra pessoa.Chega de explicações científicas sobre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6815944867920693475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/pressao.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6815944867920693475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6815944867920693475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/pressao.html' title='Pressão.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/StHmPJL6HGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cZljKCLTG2w/s72-c/books___love__by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6945733353484440327</id><published>2009-10-08T14:36:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:47:58.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrato do ser.</title><summary type='text'>Chega uma certa idade nós começamos a nos questionar mil coisas diferentes: "Porque sou assim?", "Quem sou eu?", "Porque isso acontece comigo?", dentre outras perguntas. Estava viajando pelas profundezas do meu computador e encontrei essas perguntas, provavelmente questionamentos que vi e fiz a mim mesmo, ou algo que achei muito legal para ser guardado. Imagine você nessas situações, o HOJE, e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6945733353484440327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/retrato-do-ser.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6945733353484440327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6945733353484440327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/retrato-do-ser.html' title='Retrato do ser.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Ss4lSYtwncI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HrjDSC0wOY8/s72-c/life_by_bartekwhitecoast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4542475532008914156</id><published>2009-10-05T21:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:52:12.688-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, temos.</title><summary type='text'>É comum vermos pessoas próximas de nós dizendo: "Não dá, estou sem tempo!" ; "Putz, depois a gente se fala, o tempo é curto." ; "Quem diria você por aqui! Quanto tempo né? Pena que estou sem ele, anota meu telefone um dia nós nos falamos!", e dentre outras várias frases que já viraram clichê na sociedade, que representam apenas a falta de tempo das pessoas.Quem nunca percebeu que quando a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4542475532008914156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/sim-temos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4542475532008914156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4542475532008914156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/sim-temos.html' title='Sim, temos.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SsqSH4z9B6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Epy2WvCyMxo/s72-c/time_by_martybellt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1633523210559357382</id><published>2009-10-03T21:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:46:07.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seja o que for....</title><summary type='text'>"[...]Descubra sua força internaAssim então você não pode apenas jogar sua vida foraAprenda a confiar em vocêBeleza, força e sabedoria, tambémVocê é bonito por dentro e por foraLidere uma ótima vida sem uma dúvida[...]"...faça do seu jeito.Obrigado, thats all folks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1633523210559357382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/seja-o-que-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1633523210559357382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1633523210559357382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/seja-o-que-for.html' title='Seja o que for....'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6006037512958185847</id><published>2009-10-02T23:19:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:39:33.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Assassino silêncioso.</title><summary type='text'>Além de Ninjas, Mimicos e o monóxido de carbono, está entre nós um dos maiores assassinos silênciosos legalizados que existem. Além de causar a morte física e psicológica do ser humano, causa a dependência mental sobre esta droga. Tal droga que você com R$3,00 adquire com extrema facilidade, não importa sua idade. A luta contra o tabagismo vem sendo aceita no mundo todo, algumas propagandas sem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6006037512958185847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/assassino-silencioso.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6006037512958185847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6006037512958185847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/assassino-silencioso.html' title='Assassino silêncioso.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Ssa4cW7zBjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Tw3vfd7b0Hc/s72-c/91452082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2696524397446420360</id><published>2009-10-01T18:42:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T14:00:54.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La vie.</title><summary type='text'>"Pensamos demasiadamente Sentimos muito pouco Necessitamos mais de humildade Que de máquinas. Mais de bondade e ternuraQue de inteligência. Sem isso, A vida se tornará violenta e  Tudo se perderá."Charles ChaplinCom este pensamento de Charles Chaplin, diga-se de passagem, um grande pensador, que eu começo meu texto.  A globalização é um avanço para a sociedade capitalista, primeiro vamos entender</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/2696524397446420360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/pensamos-demasiadamente-sentimos-muito.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2696524397446420360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2696524397446420360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/10/pensamos-demasiadamente-sentimos-muito.html' title='La vie.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SsUuQlJI2SI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EfuH80FJEeo/s72-c/Draw_Me_The_World_by_stickersticker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-8540086891441111347</id><published>2009-09-28T22:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:55:00.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De 0 a 100.</title><summary type='text'>Só vejam o vídeo, 100 Riffs famosos do mundo do rock tocados um atrás do outro, simplesmente "awesome"!Para quem quiser acompanhar o nome da música e quando ela é tocada é só acessar o site: http://www.brodiecumming.com/events.htmlSimplesmente foda!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/8540086891441111347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-0-100.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8540086891441111347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/8540086891441111347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-0-100.html' title='De 0 a 100.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1033643760122366456</id><published>2009-09-27T13:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:23:26.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recolham suas defesas!</title><summary type='text'>A idéia de um castelo traz o que em nossas mentes? Particularmente me vem a idéia de algo grande, indestrutível, sólido, medieval, bruto, impenetrável e dentre outras várias características rústicas que poderia citar. Porém, o quão rústico é um castelo? Apenas conhecendo ele a fundo para saber.Como vimos nos filmes, por exemplo o 300, para se conquistar um território ou um castelo, seja o que for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1033643760122366456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/recolham-suas-defesas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1033643760122366456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1033643760122366456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/recolham-suas-defesas.html' title='Recolham suas defesas!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Sr-U1Z5kRFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/-tFa1QN0BWU/s72-c/Castle__by_airiar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7532100220021499915</id><published>2009-09-26T15:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:26:02.254-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciência.</title><summary type='text'>Alguem já te deu uma explicação científica e bastante convincente sobre o funcionamento cerebral do homem e da mulher? Aposto que não tão engraçado como Mark Gungor, que de forma simples, verdadeira, sarcástica e muito bem humorada explica a diferença entre os sexos.Para ser sincero, nunca vi algo tão verdadeiro como os ultimos 2 minutos desse vídeo!Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7532100220021499915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/ciencia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7532100220021499915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7532100220021499915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/ciencia.html' title='Ciência.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6684331866057331719</id><published>2009-09-23T16:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:13:50.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Personificação Poética!</title><summary type='text'>Personificação Poética.Sempre fixa e adormecida,Seja esbelta, seja bonita, seja caida, seja sem vida,Será que tem algo bonito?!Somente entrando para afirmar,Não damos bola para dentro das paredes,E sim para fachada bonita e com redes,Na verdade o bonito está em mostrar,Como por dentro está à ficar,Devemos pensar antes de entrar,Afinal, nem toda Casa é de se gostar,Entrando veremos com certeza,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6684331866057331719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/personificacao-poetica.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6684331866057331719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6684331866057331719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/personificacao-poetica.html' title='Personificação Poética!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Srp27Lb4QMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3jr8mEE-7ow/s72-c/House_of____by_dechobek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6667851700650610376</id><published>2009-09-18T18:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:24:53.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Industria da fé.</title><summary type='text'>Desde a Idade Média os charlatões enganavam as pessoas vendendo peças alegando que pertenciam à Jesus Cristo, a Santa Maria e outras santidades do catolicismo. Ai nós pensamos assim: "Ainda bem que a sociedade evoluiu e ninguém cai mais nessas pegadinhas absurdas!", pois é pensando nisso que nós estamos enganados, hoje em dia existe, muito pior e mais descarado, a mesma venda de "Fé" para as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6667851700650610376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/industria-da-fe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6667851700650610376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6667851700650610376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/industria-da-fe.html' title='Industria da fé.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SrP5H9ju30I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IhMqOfaGMuA/s72-c/iurd_cartaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3985538427533325750</id><published>2009-09-16T20:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:24:46.697-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei, nem quero entender.</title><summary type='text'>Quem sou eu? Não sei.Quem é você? Bem, não sei...Quem nós somos? Ah essa é fácil, somos malucos, alucinados, apaixonados, amigos, idiotas, interessantes, legais, fieis, maus, espontâneos, violentos, vivos, bem somos humanos! Né?Se o que eu disse tem algum sentido? Realmente, não sei.O que sei? Nada. Tenho um mundo para conhecer, mas não me peça para explicar sobre o mesmo, não quero entendê-lo.Me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3985538427533325750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-sei-nem-quero-entender.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3985538427533325750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3985538427533325750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/nao-sei-nem-quero-entender.html' title='Não sei, nem quero entender.'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/SrFzaX__GXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iP3SgjbzKJ4/s72-c/175671420_14aa26629f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-312546990632568569</id><published>2009-09-15T21:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:48:18.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ei eu gostei de você!</title><summary type='text'>As vezes conheço uma pessoa e em menos de 2 horas já estou amando seu jeito, sua fala e até seus defeitos. Não entendo isso, acontece com todos. Ou eu gosto de você logo de inicio, ou te se não for com sua 'cara' te odeio até o fim. Estranho não? Ai fico pensando, será que isso é so comigo mesmo ou tem muita gente que é assim? Acho que tem muita gente que é assim...Normalmente eu sou o tipo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/312546990632568569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/ei-eu-gostei-de-voce.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/312546990632568569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/312546990632568569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/ei-eu-gostei-de-voce.html' title='Ei eu gostei de você!'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/SrA1s_brCwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HOhUkStZ26M/s72-c/myphoto.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6204642026947935679</id><published>2009-09-14T19:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:00:22.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai e fica.</title><summary type='text'>O título diz tudo sobre as nossas amizades né? Aquela amizade gostosa de se ter com uma vontade de ficar próximo do outro. Devemos ser muito grato à nossos amigos, afinal de contas são essas pessoas que involuntariamente contribuem com nosso caráter, personalidade, ideais, felicidade e dentre outras várias coisas que poderia ficar citando. E é um sentimento nobre, porque mesmo que afirmem que se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/6204642026947935679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/vai-e-fica.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6204642026947935679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/6204642026947935679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/vai-e-fica.html' title='Vai e fica.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/Sq7KaRlwjyI/AAAAAAAAADo/_tySwGIeqKM/s72-c/Alone_by_Hidden_target.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4940863723683955859</id><published>2009-09-13T00:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:05:52.223-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A morte.</title><summary type='text'>Palavra fúnebre, macabra, medonha, seja o que for acima de tudo é um dos maiores tabus da sociedade, os famosos opostos, o Amor e a Morte. O primeiro tema é fácil discutir, o amor é algo lindo de se ver acontecer, todo mundo conta as histórias de amor de boca cheia e com um olhar tão magnífico, que mesmo se você tiver na pior no amor, você sente uma energia boa. Contrário da Morte, que para nós </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4940863723683955859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/morte.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4940863723683955859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4940863723683955859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/morte.html' title='A morte.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SqyEAyIW-3I/AAAAAAAAADg/lLoeZImb94Q/s72-c/death_is___by_er0k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7069761935696049491</id><published>2009-09-04T15:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:22:19.101-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilar.</title><summary type='text'>Todos nós, pessoas comuns e com um mínimo de sentimento, precisamos de apoio quando passamos pelas frustrações da vida. Não importando muito aonde, como, ou em quem nós vamos nos apoiar, seja em seus amigos, no seu namorado(a), na sua família, no trabalho, estudos, ou até mesmo no seu Deus. Porque para falar a verdade as pessoas criam religiões e Deuses para ter alguém para se apoiar, como Deus é</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dc1cf3262b5a8773&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7069761935696049491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/pilar.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7069761935696049491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7069761935696049491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/pilar.html' title='Pilar.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SqFnnVMnn2I/AAAAAAAAADY/WkocTEmOhg0/s72-c/Hide_by_AlecTwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-648202235137054619</id><published>2009-09-03T19:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:48:57.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade absoluta?</title><summary type='text'>Bem este é o meu primeiro post, não sei se é necessário me apresentar ou coisas do tipo. Não interessa quem eu sou, ou quem penso que sou. Vou-lhes apresentar apenas minhas palavras e minhas idéias/opniões, elas são o suficiente, elas são o que me define... eu acho.Esta sendo, de certa forma, um assunto recorrente em meus pensamentos atualmente: a Verdade. O que seria a Verdade? Existe uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/648202235137054619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/verdade-absoluta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/648202235137054619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/648202235137054619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/verdade-absoluta.html' title='Verdade absoluta?'/><author><name>Lucas Maia Valadares</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAFpGX-EW2I/Sg8nhtWsVAI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YTVrJcuh4Ig/S220/DSC01424.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-3439984261431987659</id><published>2009-09-01T22:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:15:40.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey oh!</title><summary type='text'>Não sei como ainda não postei isso aqui, eu particularmente sou fã de RHCP, e sim, babo ovo. Para mim o riff de introdução desta música é uma dos mais fodas que tem, muitos irão discordar, porém, opinião é que nem perna :)Abraços</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/3439984261431987659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-oh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3439984261431987659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/3439984261431987659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-oh.html' title='Hey oh!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2326774289515424144</id><published>2009-08-31T16:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:33:39.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sociedade e mudanças.</title><summary type='text'>Algumas mudanças na sociedade são tão gradativas, que parecem ser invisíveis. Lendo um texto do Fernando Veríssimo que minha mãe me recomendou, eu pude realmente perceber, esta tal "evolução da sociedade", como as coisas realmente mudam, e tendem mesmo a mudar. E ninguém mesmo percebe isso do dia pra noite,  ou em um piscar de olhos. Pois bem, o mundo é assim, você se adapta as mudanças, porque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/2326774289515424144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/sociedade-e-mudancas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2326774289515424144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2326774289515424144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/sociedade-e-mudancas.html' title='Sociedade e mudanças.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SpwlCvgfj8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/04MTlKpRK4c/s72-c/b4f051e952d4b304ad511fedf1b2bf42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-5425529748094212275</id><published>2009-08-26T21:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:25:57.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra quem gosta...</title><summary type='text'>;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/5425529748094212275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/pra-quem-gosta.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5425529748094212275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/5425529748094212275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/pra-quem-gosta.html' title='Pra quem gosta...'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-2396451904408993080</id><published>2009-08-22T21:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:48:15.527-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dê-me dinheiro que controlarei e mundo e suas emoções</title><summary type='text'>Sinceramente, o mundo está totalmente vendido, não há uma ação que não está diretamente encrostada no dinheiro… O que não é problema meu.   Mas há limites, a cada dia estamos mais manipulados, nossa visão está mais distorcida, estamos sendo esmagados, e exclusos pelo poder do dinheiro. Uma criança chega a ser isolada de seu ciclo social se não gostar do que a mídia nos impõem:     - Eca, nem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/2396451904408993080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-me-dinheiro-que-controlarei-e-mundo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2396451904408993080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/2396451904408993080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-me-dinheiro-que-controlarei-e-mundo.html' title='Dê-me dinheiro que controlarei e mundo e suas emoções'/><author><name>Jean Franco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sF0lApcAHBI/SnEyszGNYLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/d4wueut3OAg/S220/lala2+borda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-86359751639051722</id><published>2009-08-17T15:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:52:25.232-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(un) Conscience.</title><summary type='text'>O título. conscience? O que significa isso? Vem do inglês, com significado de senso, consciência, talvez filosofando e relativizando podemos considerar como ser, quem sabe mais do que isso. Com certeza é mais do que isso. Mas, o que é consciência? Para mim, é uma particularidade da mente que controla tais particularidades como a subjetividade, autoconsciência, sentiência, sapiência, a incrível </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/86359751639051722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/un-conscience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/86359751639051722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/86359751639051722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/un-conscience.html' title='(un) Conscience.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SomraostPJI/AAAAAAAAADI/PTNd84Rqx-U/s72-c/Creative_mind__by_Uribaani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1496921187312003152</id><published>2009-08-14T15:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:45:18.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pense antes de se casar.</title><summary type='text'>Partes exageradas e verdadeiras, porém não fora da realidade! Confessando, me identifico com o cara do primeiro vídeo, quem nunca fez moicano de shampoo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1496921187312003152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/pense-antes-de-se-casar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1496921187312003152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1496921187312003152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/pense-antes-de-se-casar.html' title='Pense antes de se casar.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-900011113507203276</id><published>2009-08-14T14:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:44:11.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerações e gerações.</title><summary type='text'>Eu estava acompanhando o noticiário da Terra, quando me deparo com a seguinte notícia: "Lady GaGa compara Beatles com Jonas Brothers". Se você meu caro amigo ou amiga, não é nenhum lunático de 12 anos de idade vai discordar deste absurdo, dito por essa cantora de dance-pop/eletrônica com sérios distúrbios.Francamente eu discordo totalmente dessa afirmação, concordo que os Jonas Brothers são uns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/900011113507203276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/geracoes-e-geracoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/900011113507203276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/900011113507203276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/geracoes-e-geracoes.html' title='Gerações e gerações.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7030724414134877188</id><published>2009-08-12T19:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:16:15.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva de Meteoros!</title><summary type='text'>Pequenos meteoros brilhantes serão visíveis até quarta-feira(12) à noite, por vezes à média de um por minuto, numa chuva de estrelas provocada pela entrada na atmosfera de poeiras de um cometa.Chama-se Perseidas este fenômeno anual, em que a Terra segue em uma determinada direção no seu movimento de translação e os meteoros vêm da direção da constelação de Perseus, sendo alguns deles bastante </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7030724414134877188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuva-de-meteoros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7030724414134877188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7030724414134877188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/chuva-de-meteoros.html' title='Chuva de Meteoros!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-6670041549985757168</id><published>2009-08-11T22:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:28:16.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare(iando)!</title><summary type='text'>Perguntei a um sábio,a diferença que haviaentre amor e amizade,ele me disse essa verdade...O Amor é mais sensível,a Amizade mais segura.O Amor nos dá asas,a Amizade o chão.No Amor há mais carinho,na Amizade compreensão.O Amor é plantadoe com carinho cultivado,a Amizade vem faceira,e com troca de alegria e tristeza,torna-se uma grande e queridacompanheira.Mas quando o Amor é sinceroele vem com um </summary><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SoIZ2F9SmWI/AAAAAAAAADA/IPO5ZmT2cUM/s72-c/Friendship_by_rebela_wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7097912525750102701</id><published>2009-08-09T20:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:15:20.989-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Natureza!</title><summary type='text'>  &lt;!--   @page { margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }   A:link { so-language: zxx }  --&gt;   Pois bem, fiquei um tempo sem postar, acho que é o Aquecimento Global afetando minha cabeça. Não importa também, vim aqui dizer sobre um assunto que preocupa a humanidade, e seu futuro nada próspero. Porque nada próspero? Por um simples e bom motivo, o aquecimento global, efeito estufa, desperdício </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7097912525750102701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/natureza.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7097912525750102701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7097912525750102701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/natureza.html' title='Natureza!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7617214342166504160</id><published>2009-08-04T15:55:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:46:10.007-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes! We can...</title><summary type='text'>Isso que eu chamo de a esperança de melhoria jogada nas mãos de alguem, para quem acredita em super-heróis, este daqui não tem nada de super, mais o que tem de herói compensa, e dispensa os comentários, a esperança de não só uma nação, mas de várias em uma só!Hope!Abraços.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7617214342166504160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-we-can.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7617214342166504160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7617214342166504160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes! We can...'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1569893573510699260</id><published>2009-08-02T21:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:31:21.737-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the universe</title><summary type='text'>Você que gosta de música boa, é isso mesmo, música BOA! Nada de Funk das popozudas ou tigrão que quer cortar na mão. Recomendo este maravilhoso filme chamado "Across the universe", é um filme que retrata os anos 60, com suas lutas, guerras e paixões, ambientando toda uma época através da obra dos Beatles. Os nomes de todos personagens, assim como do filme, foram retirados de músicas dos Beatles, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1569893573510699260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/across-universe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1569893573510699260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1569893573510699260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/across-universe.html' title='Across the universe'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SnYrxxEkkoI/AAAAAAAAACo/7r5ml42UA30/s72-c/across%2Bthe%2Buniverse_capa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-1414782064656744652</id><published>2009-08-01T17:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:39:25.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sejamos hipócritas (Parte 1)</title><summary type='text'>Olha, o mundo hoje sofre com um sério problema, a hipocrisia. Para mim esse é um dos piores atos que o ser humano pode cometer, sério mesmo, se você é hipócrita, pare e pense: "Que tipo de pessoa eu sou?", cara, você é problemático, uma pessoa que é capaz de fingir sentimentos, crenças, virtudes que ela não possui, não é somente enganar aos outros, mais a você mesmo, como você quer ser alguém um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/1414782064656744652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sejamos-hipocritas-parte-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1414782064656744652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/1414782064656744652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sejamos-hipocritas-parte-1.html' title='Não sejamos hipócritas (Parte 1)'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-9203241209376230411</id><published>2009-08-01T17:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:24:55.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sejamos hipócritas (Parte 2)</title><summary type='text'>  &lt;!--   @page { margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }  --&gt;    Eu não nego, adorava o Michael Jackson, acompanhei bela parte da carreira dele, concordo, ele era Rei do Pop, revolucionou a música e o estilo de dança, ele sempre vai estar vivo para as gerações futuras, assim como Elvis Presley. Todo estilo único, magnífico e sublime de Michael Jackson não foi deixado para trás, somente não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/9203241209376230411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sejamos-hipocritas-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9203241209376230411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/9203241209376230411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sejamos-hipocritas-parte-2.html' title='Não sejamos hipócritas (Parte 2)'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-4847177469897019994</id><published>2009-08-01T01:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:08:20.594-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Walk - BH</title><summary type='text'>Galera de Belo Horizonte! Bem, pra quem não sabe nesse dia 08/08 vai rolar o evento estilo Flash Mob em BH, chamado Zombie Walk. Se perguntando: "O que é isso? Alguma reunião de Zombies de verdade que dançam Thriller e comem pessoas como em Resident Evil?" - Quase isso!Zombie Walk  é um evento anual geralmente realizado em grandes centros urbanos onde um grupo de pessoas se veste de zumbi e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/4847177469897019994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/zombie-walk-bh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4847177469897019994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/4847177469897019994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/08/zombie-walk-bh.html' title='Zombie Walk - BH'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7783017521785735425</id><published>2009-07-31T18:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:53:05.824-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é valor para você?</title><summary type='text'>Esse titulo é digno de slogan da Folha de São Paulo, mas enfim. Vou começar me apresentando, me chamo Jean, moro em São Paulo, tenho 19 anos e blablabá. Adoro fazer posts de conteúdo, ou postar porcaria, adoro postar! Vide meu blog: http://www.tiueice.com (mercham, cof). O Gustavo me convidou para fazer parte deste blog e eu fiquei muito feliz e empolgado pelo convite, e cá estou. Enfim, chega de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7783017521785735425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-que-e-valor-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7783017521785735425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7783017521785735425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-que-e-valor-para-voce.html' title='O que é valor para você?'/><author><name>Jean Franco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sF0lApcAHBI/SnEyszGNYLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/d4wueut3OAg/S220/lala2+borda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7647206412176468557</id><published>2009-07-31T14:36:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:45:23.621-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Band!</title><summary type='text'>Na boa, não é porque eu sou fã, mais eu não pago pau assim, ok, talvez um pouco! Mas essa banda não deixa a desejar, eles conseguem misturar um estilo meio cowntry com rock, formando o que chamamos de Southern rock, nunca me deixaram na mão, até hoje, é a Lynyrd Skynyrd, ai vai um de seus clássicos, Sweet Home Alabama:Quem tiver curiosidade escute Free Bird e Comin' Home, como diria eu e alguns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7647206412176468557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-band.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7647206412176468557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7647206412176468557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-band.html' title='Sweet Band!'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7540961994886825992</id><published>2009-07-30T21:09:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:27:54.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Futuro, Humanidade, Sociedade... Vida.</title><summary type='text'>Todos, ou a maioria de nós, seres humanos buscamos auto-afirmação, conhecimento e um relacionamento, a expectativa da maioria das pessoas se resume a isso: Crescer, curtir, estudar, passar em uma boa faculdade, namorar, formar, trabalhar, casar, montar família e morrer.Será que “querer mais” do que isso me torna uma pessoa diferente? Claro que não! Todos nós queremos da vida a mais louca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7540961994886825992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/todos-ou-maioria-de-nos-seres-humanos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7540961994886825992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7540961994886825992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/todos-ou-maioria-de-nos-seres-humanos.html' title='Futuro, Humanidade, Sociedade... Vida.'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039436369486469332.post-7480905887494827312</id><published>2009-07-29T14:46:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:25:28.333-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Boteco Sublime</title><summary type='text'>Bem, essa é a estréia do Blog, provavelmente poucas, ou nenhuma pessoa irá ler isso, porém é de valia que eu fale sobre.Vamos as apresentações, podemos dizer oque do título do Blog? Boteco Sublime? Afinal de contas, oque tem de sublime em um simples boteco de esquina? Ai que vem a minha humilde resposta meus caros, em um boteco as pessoas discutem os mais diversos assuntos, variam desde sexo até </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/feeds/7480905887494827312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/boteco-sublime.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7480905887494827312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039436369486469332/posts/default/7480905887494827312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://botecosublime.blogspot.com/2009/07/boteco-sublime.html' title='Boteco Sublime'/><author><name>Gustavo H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00312999858633366633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/S9vJ52dN__I/AAAAAAAAAOo/of645b8Aml0/S220/OgAAAFLlS17UGT4RIO_yLbvlv062OfYTMp_mRwKUJwnIcZ4RLA7VxNM6VEwJby4Lq0YQwrjRsu6EkuNSkEY1HpJjPNIAm1T1UC7WYJWfTKnvW9pnwOtQ4Vwx0kw_.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kTklD6ZRNek/SnM3BVFlHjI/AAAAAAAAACg/bFgps3PRvxM/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
